Apocalypse King System
Chapter 72 72: Morningstar Building [3]

"Alright, take me to meet your boss!" Derick had a nonchalant expression on his face, neither blushing nor panting. He had even killed more than ten people without a drop of blood on him. It was precisely this calm demeanor that made the men on the other side even more fearful.

As Derick slowly approached, the men even fearfully made way for him, creating a path for him to pass through. He ascended the stairs, even though he was outnumbered, it felt as if the perspective had shifted.

As he walked up the stairs, in the center of the wide corridor, Earl, with a fierce expression, was standing there with a few of his henchmen. He appeared like a ferocious tiger, exuding a strong killing intent.

The henchmen who had just come up had already briefed him on the situation. Earl knew that the seemingly ordinary man in front of him was actually a powerful killer who made people tremble. However, Derick's casual attitude and relaxed expression, along with the lack of any bloodstains on his knife, made Earl think that this person was here for a shopping trip.

Earl looked at the henchman next to him in confusion. The henchman trembled and fearfully lowered his head, whispering a few words to his boss.

Earl's heart sank. This attitude was quite apparent. This man in front of him had mercilessly killed dozens of his subordinates, and yet there was no sign of injury on him. His nonchalant demeanor only made Earl's vigilance increase several times over.

Although Derick appeared completely harmless, Earl instinctively felt that something was off. Faced with a dozen people and being surrounded by three or four guns, Derick remained calm. It was definitely not normal.

"Brother, you're quite skilled. We can discuss anything. I have high hopes for you. As long as you submit to me, your position in this base will be one of the best. Money, power, women, you can have it all," Earl opened with an offer of surrender.

"What do you think? Are you interested? Or maybe you have other preferences? As long as it's something achievable, we can negotiate," Earl wasn't stupid. Although Derick had killed dozens of his men, it didn't matter as long as he could recruit Derick. The deaths of those henchmen would be worth it.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the conditions seem quite tempting..." Derick took a few steps forward, and it was clear that Earl was being sincere. If he didn't have his system, he might have been tempted.

However, at this moment, Derick sneered, "Recruit me? Make me submit to you? Let me ask, are you worthy?"

Earl, who had been smiling, suddenly looked stunned. It was clear that he was surprised, but his expression quickly turned dark. "Kid, you're asking for trouble..."

"I know you're quite skilled, but what does that matter? Have you seen this? This is a gun, a pistol, you know? No matter how skilled you are, can you beat this? Or can you withstand bullets?" Earl had a fierce expression as he aimed the gun at Derick.

"Now, I'll give you one last chance. Submit to me, and I might consider overlooking the past. How about it?"

"A gun? Are you talking about this?" Derick flicked his palm, and then conjured a submachine gun out of thin air, aiming it at Earl.

As they looked at the dark barrel, the group of men around them were dumbfounded, some unable to believe what they were witnessing.

"You... don't fucking play tricks on me. Do you think you're performing magic tricks... Ah..." Earl's words were cut short as Derick pulled the trigger. Rat-a-tat-tat, a series of gunshots erupted, the bullets precisely hitting Earl's wrist, causing the pistol in his hand to snap and fall to the ground.

"Is this your so-called gun?" Derick sneered.

Earl screamed in agony as he collapsed to the ground, blood gushing out of his wounds, quickly turning the floor red. His mind buzzed, as if it were all a joke. He had a knife in his hand, and suddenly, out of nowhere, a submachine gun appeared, and it was a real one.

No wonder they didn't take him seriously. It was normal. With their limited strength, they wanted to threaten others. It was already fortunate if they weren't killed.

"So, as I said, are you worthy?" Derick stepped on Earl's broken arm, causing him to scream in pain, almost fainting from the intense agony.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, boss, let's talk things out. I... I have women here, I can make amends for you. There's a beautiful woman..." Earl desperately begged, bowing his head to the ground, and then he turned to one of his henchmen, saying, "Go, quickly bring out that bitch Teri to serve this boss~"

"Boss, spare my life, I was wrong. Just wait a moment, I can do things for you. All the women here, you can play with them however you like." Earl was truly terrified. At this point, everything about being a boss, a leader, and dignity had turned into bullshit. As long as the man in front of him spared his life, he was willing to do anything.

As Earl knelt down and begged for mercy, the henchmen beside him also wet themselves in fear. Didn't they see their boss, who was holding a gun, have his arm broken by the other guy? How could their limited strength withstand a submachine gun? They all kneeled and desperately begged for mercy.

Seeing his henchmen trembling in fear, Earl cursed inwardly. "Why aren't you going to call that bitch to come and serve this gentleman?"

The henchman stood up, trembling, and quickly ran upstairs. Earl forced a smile, looking up, and managed to squeeze out a smile. "Please wait a moment, my lord. The most beautiful woman will be here soon. She is the wife of the mayor of Gray Bear City. You will surely be satisfied."

"You have an ugly smile. Stop smiling..." Derick grimaced and kicked Earl aside.

Earl no longer had the arrogance and rage he had before. He meekly lay on the ground, like a begging dog wagging its tail, obediently nodding, and not daring to make any other movements.

"The wife of the mayor of Gray Bear City?" Derick's lips curled with amusement. This was definitely not a low-ranking identity. Even in the apocalypse, she wouldn't be living like an ordinary person. How could she end up in a place like this?

Before long, two henchmen dragged a beautiful woman down the stairs. It was clear that she was extremely unwilling, struggling frantically, but unable to break free from the grip of the two strong men.

Teri looked fearfully at the men kneeling on the ground and Earl, who lay bleeding on the floor. The nauseating smell of blood filled the air, instilling her with intense fear and dread. "Let me go... Earl, what do you want?~"

"You bitch, I don't care what you're thinking right now. Behave and serve this gentleman, or I'll throw you out to feed the zombies." Earl threatened Teri with a savage expression, his missing palm making him appear even more brutal and bloody. There was a hint of murderous intent flickering in his eyes.

In the refined beauty's eyes, there was a glimmer of sorrow and fear. She looked like a pitiful little lamb. Her usually well-maintained face was now somewhat dirty and disheveled, but it didn't diminish her beauty in the slightest. With delicate features, bright eyes, and a set of pearly teeth, she exuded an elegant and seductive aura, mature and enticing.

"No, it can't be like this. Don't you want to leave this place? My husband has already decided to send a helicopter to rescue me soon. You can't go back on your word now~" Teri's voice trembled with fear as she spoke.

"You bitch, still trying to buy time? You said the same thing on the second day of the apocalypse. If your husband really intended to rescue you, there would have been news by now..." Earl grabbed Teri by her hair and pulled her towards him. Even with the loss of one hand, his strength was more than the beautiful woman could resist.

Earl couldn't care less at this point. If he had been patient before, waiting for Teri's promise, now he just wanted to survive and offer his most beautiful woman to Derick, hoping to make amends and save his own life. Even if he had to be a dog, he was willing.

"My lord, how about this woman? I haven't touched her yet. She's clean, and she's the mayor's wife. She's also beautiful. Playing with her would be absolutely thrilling..." Earl endured the throbbing pain in his palm, accompanied by a smile. He lowered his voice, trying to please Derick.

"Hmm... not bad. You can rest assured and die..." Derick nodded. At first, when Earl heard the first two words, he looked pleasantly surprised. But then he felt something was off. What did he mean by "rest assured and die"?