I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 908 - 997: My Daughter Must Be Returned to Me, Sob Sob Sob
To be honest, after surviving the apocalypse for so many years, although ordinary people make up 99% of the population, sheβs seen all sorts of strange mutations, but seeing one so inhuman is a first... π§πβ―ππππππ°π·π¦π.πΈβ΄π
However, it also confirms the saying that the less human-like, the more powerful they are?
Look at the Bodyguard Team, in the National Elite Team, there are few normal people, except for her who looks completely and utterly like an ordinary human beingβ
"Whatβs going on? What happened?"
"Why did we suddenly stop? Could someone be trying to rob us?"
The Black Robed Man also looked outside without a change in his expression.
Jing Shuβs face was expressionless, but she was worried in her heart that nothing extra would happen. After all, they had only just left, and Guo Tou should be preparing to act by now.
Fortunately, it was impossible for someone to rob them. After all, whoβs blind enough to rob such a long convoy of armed vehicles? Moreover, in a place like Mars, theyβre basically the top dog.
It turned out to be another pirate gang, inviting them to the port to directly exchange resources for hostages, and incidentally suggesting a powerful alliance to swallow 90% of the Huaxia peopleβs resources.
The Black Robed Man chuckled hoarsely, neither agreeing nor refusing.
There were too many pirates eyeing the Huaxia people. Even pirate gangs as far away as Somalia had heard the news and came to watch. Watch for what? Naturally, to see if there were any easy gains to make.
If the pirate forces were too weak, thereβs no need to say more; the resources they just snatched would disappear in no time.
So, the surrounding pirates, those with hostages, naturally had to unite to avoid having their resources taken away again once they got them.
They continued on their journey.
Jing Shu, using the little insects left along the way for communication, found out that Guo Tou had already started over there, and she kept observing the situation with the Black Robed Man on one side and checked on Guo Touβs situation on the other.
This feeling was exhilaratingly thrilling.
She constantly thought about moving quickly; there were too many items and resources to move, always fearing there wouldnβt be enough time.
Last night, she secretly contacted Mr. Zhou and asked Yang Yang and his team to eliminate all the Power Users of this main force today.
As long as they donβt return, there shouldnβt be much of a problem.
Howeverβ
Jing Shu squinted her eyes. Yesterday she overlooked something, but after seeing the true face of the Black Robed Man today, she felt that killing the others might be relatively simple, but the Black Robed Man was indeed not easy.
Well, she would see what happens when the time comes.
Time passed both slowly and quickly.
The Black Robed Man spoke very little, Mayer was dejected, worried about his life and death, while the others were quite excited. After all, so many resources were now available, and thinking of the future, having countless beers to drink and endless cigarettes to smoke, they had already started dividing the resources that the Huaxia people had brought these days.
Especially the Snake Scorpion Woman, who kept having Darline question the half-dead Nannan about what other things her young lady had.
To save her life, Nannan would naturally say anything: that Jing Shu had countless diamonds and gold, her furniture was all made of gold, she ate lavish meals every day, and had all sorts of masks and skincare products, which made the Snake Scorpion Womanβs eyes light up.
...
Mars Port was filled with ship after ship of resources, and judging from the draft of the ships, these resources were heavy and substantial.
Most of it consisted of the beer produced by the Bodyguard Team these days, as well as raw materials, with the remaining being cigarettes and food, of course, this included what was previously looted to make up the numbers.
The resources for ransoming people were all prepared.
So was the armed military of Mars.
Mama Has was very nervous, constantly rubbing his hands and pacing. Originally, he thought today would just be a regular resource exchange ceremony, followed by a ransom for people.
But he didnβt expect that the news had reached the nearby sea, and countless fleets had come.
Even though the pier was under lockdown for the day, there were simply too many fleets and forces nearby watching.
Mr. Zhou comforted him: "Donβt be afraid, our resources are just for exchanging my son and daughter; whatever else is taken doesnβt concern us."
Mama Has forced a bitter smile. This was under his jurisdiction, and though guns were banned, was it feasible? If a major incident beyond their official control occurred here, Mars would immediately collapse.
So...
"Donβt worry, today will be a beautiful day," Mr. Zhou reassured.
Mama Has shook his head, not understanding how Mr. Zhou, this wealthy magnate, could be so calm when he watched all these resources being handed over, making him feel like he couldnβt breathe.
Did Mr. Zhou not care about all these resources?
All these things handed over for free, didnβt he have any countermeasures?
How did he survive to this age in Huaxia?
Isnβt it said that Huaxia people are cunning? Is this a falsehood?
If it werenβt for Mr. Zhou still holding the method to produce that beer and cigarettes and repeatedly assuring that as long as he was given time, he could make more beer and cigarettes, he wouldnβt have dispatched the military to protect him.
In this apocalypse, without benefits or value, why would he be a bodyguard for the Huaxia people?
But the situation now was that Mr. Zhou still had his trump card. As a result, he represented Marsβs official stance, willingly protecting him, just hoping that after this, Mr. Zhou would calm down a bit.
Soon, all the robbers arrived.
Mr. Zhou counted the heads, nodded, and began the exchange meeting.
The dim pier was anchored with countless fleets by the sea, with many armed troops on the docks.
When the robbers also saw the actual ships lined up with resources, they swallowed their saliva.
Mr. Zhou had the translator take a loudspeaker and began the resource exchange. The process was simple: exchange five ships worth of resources for a son.
People say Huaxia people are generous; they not only provided resources, but for the sake of convenience, even packaged the ship with the drivers and resources, giving them all to the robbers.
The robbers specifically checked the ships; the drivers were ordinary people, and the resources were legitimate goods.
Well, this made things a lot easier; the exchange process was very fast.
But this time, Mr. Zhou finally got smart, and when he could exchange his son, Mama Has felt relieved.
However, there seemed to be no difference. When only half of his son was exchanged, the other side demanded that all the remaining resources be handed over to exchange for his most beloved daughter.
Mama Has recognized the routine and hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhou, we canβt hand over all the resources, otherwise they wonβt release the hostage."
Mr. Zhou wiped away nonexistent tears and said, "What else can I do? If I donβt, theyβll kill my daughter. I have to give, I must."
And so, Mr. Zhou generously handed over all the resources. "You can divide the resources as you please, but my daughter must be sent back because she holds the secret recipe for brewing beer."
Mama Has: "???"
Other robbers: "Dripping saliva..."
