You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Tian Gou's smile was radiant.

"Sell? Why wouldn't I sell?"

"However, I definitely wouldn't sell to just anybody."

Chen Xiaoyong's heart instantly tensed, but before he could inquire further, he already heard another sentence:

"Allies' special supply."

"The same guns you, Brother Yong, want."

"As long as we form an alliance, then I can naturally sell them to you."

"I agree!"

This time, Chen Xiaoyong didn't hesitate anymore.

As for what the other party was plotting, he was too lazy to think about it.

As long as he was strong enough, even if Tian Gou's backing truly had designs on him, so what?

Worst comes to worst, they'd just fight it out with real knives and guns!

Scared of nothing!

"That's the spirit!"

"Then let's agree to that!"

Tian Gou's face was now completely blooming like an old chrysanthemum.

He straightened up and stood up right there.

Then, he reached out his hand.

"Pleasure doing business?"

Chen Xiaoyong, too, with a full-faced smile, stood up and shook his hand.

"Pleasure doing business."

"From now on, Brother Gou is a VIP here."

"Whatever you need, just speak to my people."

The two exchanged smiles and immediately began discussing the details of the trade.

That night, as soon as Tian Gou and his companion returned to their room, they checked the inside and outside promptly before pulling out a walkie-talkie to contact their company.

The next morning, a commercial convoy sent by the company arrived at the Ecological Park.

A heavy truck, over ten meters long, parked outside the gate of the Ecological Park.

The thunderous roar of the engine immediately made the guards inside the gate tense and report the situation to Chen Xiaoyong, who had hardly slept the night before.

But by the time he came to the gate with his people, Tian Gou and Zhang Ye were already directing the unloading.
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Four to five fully-armed security guards stood on either side of the truck.

Everyone was shocked at the sight of the weapons in their arms.

Because those familiar shapes were clearly not homemade hunting shotguns.

They were assault rifles!

Chen Xiaoyong's gaze grew heavier as he once again re-evaluated the strength of this new ally.

They had indeed held back from him.

The only things they sold to the Ecological Park were three revolvers.

And one revolver was worth ten healthy survivors.

Meanwhile, on the truck, there were some people wearing masks for some unknown reason, silently moving things around.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoyong's expression was a bit strange, Tian Gou immediately started to explain:

"Hehe, Brother Yong is here?"

"The guns and armor are all ready."

"The extra space was used to bring over some other supplies."

Chen Xiaoyong glanced at him, thought about it, but said nothing.

Doing business on his turf was also one of the conditions for becoming allies.

And all profits generated in the process of this transaction were tax-free.

The most direct reason why Chen Xiaoyong agreed to this condition was that he didn't believe anyone could afford the company's goods.

No one knew better than him how much wealth those people below had.

So it was bound to be a losing deal.

But was it really so?

No one knew.

Frankly, Tian Gou didn't know either.

Everything he did came from a direct order from Zhang Ye.

As for whether the trade itself was profit or loss, that wasn't a concern for the head of the intelligence department.

The goods unloaded from the truck were quickly piled up on a construction site in the yard.

Zhang Wei had already been waiting there.

Seeing the crowd of onlooking survivors grow larger, he suddenly pulled out a sign.

On it were written several bold characters.

"Recruiting construction workers."

"Limiting recruitment to ten physically healthy workers."

"Two bags of instant noodles per day, those with relevant skills or experience will be given priority."

People glanced at it briefly and suddenly, as if mad, crowded around.

"Me! I've worked on construction sites!"

"Big brother, pick me, my whole family is waiting to eat!"

"Get lost, as if you're the only one with a family!"

Ten workers were quickly selected.

Before the work even started, each one had already received a can of canned food as a reward.

For those who had been struggling on the brink of life and death since the apocalypse began, when had they ever seen such a thing?

In an instant, all were so moved that their eyes brimmed with tears, as if they were ready to work themselves to death on the construction site.

Their first task was to build a shed that would serve as both a warehouse and a store within the area Chen Xiaoyong had designated for the company.

At the same time, the thirty survivors Chen Xiaoyong used as part of the exchange set off on their journey to the company's safe zone.

Upon entering the safe zone, they would be registered one by one, and then randomly assigned to different areas within the safe zone.

Just like the other people.

The company would be responsible for their accommodation and the supply of materials for the first three days.

After three days, everyone would have to decide how to survive in the safe zone on their own.

Unlike the Ecological Park settlement, opportunities were not scarce here.

The Combat Department was recruiting almost every day.

The factories, with their expanding scale and production, also needed a large number of experienced workers.

Even the scavenger squads needed to compete for newcomers to boost their own strength.

As for women—

The men's pressure always needed an outlet.

And the company adopted a supportive attitude towards women trading their bodies for resources.

Prostitution was becoming the most common occupation among female survivors.

Chen Xiaoyong, who had acquired weapons, led his men directly to the orchard.

This place was originally the territory of the Peng family brothers.

But as luck would have it, the orchard's abundance of fruit was just discovered by Chen Xiaoyong's men passing by.

Thus, without further ado, a fierce conflict broke out between the two parties.

Chen Xiaoyong had the advantage in numbers.

But the Peng family brothers happened to have five or six guns in their hands.

So the first ecounter ended with Chen Xiaoyong's men retreating in disarray.

Subsequent clashes followed, but the outcome was invariably the same—Peng Yue won.

However, the casualties suffered by the Peng family brothers were growing heavier, as the other side managed to obtain several homemade guns as well.

The gap in equipment between the two sides was getting smaller, almost negligible.

And now Chen Xiaoyong, having received three pistols from the company, had suddenly become the survivor force with the most guns within several kilometers.

The guards at the orchard didn't even have the chance to resist—they were shot dead by Chen Xiaoyong leading the charge, and the rest turned tail and ran.

The incident at the orchard quickly spread back to the motorcade compound.

The hot-tempered fourth brother of the Peng family slammed his hand down on the table.

"Fuck!"

"That damned Chen!"

"He really thinks we brothers are easy targets!"

The third brother of the Peng Family was also looking furious, his eyes blazing as he looked at their eldest brother.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"The people who came back said there are a few more guns over there."

"If we really clash head-on, I fear—"

Peng Yue's eyes also gleamed with anger, his expression terrifyingly ominous.

Things were exactly as he had expected.

Chen had somehow gotten his hands on guns and now clearly had superior strength.

Yet the company was unwilling to sell them guns.

What to do?