I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1133 - 1129: Getting to the Main Topic

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1129: Getting to the Main Topic

When Xu Haishui spoke like this, the expressions of the people behind Miao Luo instantly darkened, but they dared not linger long on this mood, as they were on someone else’s turf, and dealing with one of the superpowers among the Four Kings of China was no small matter.

However, Miao Luo’s own expression did not change, as if he did not care at all about what position Xu Haishui held within the Peace Party.

"Of course, I am Xu Haishui, Vice President of the Peace Party. I believe this position will not disappoint you."

Miao Luo nodded, his smile brightening a bit. As a vice president of the Peace Party, he was one of the three Level 7 New Humans of the organization, and Miao Luo himself was only a Level 6 New Human. The fact that a Level 7 New Human was willing to meet him was already a great honor.

Moreover, comparing the strengths of the two sides, the overall power of the Peace Party was significantly higher than that of the Dongsheng Co-governance.

"Not at all, not at all. We have come here on urgent business. As long as the person is here, that’s all that matters. Vice President Xu, please take a seat in the front, we’ve prepared everything."

Xu Haishui nodded and walked ahead, followed by Miao Luo and all the members of the Dongsheng Co-governance.

After entering from the main lobby, there was a large banquet hall inside. Before the Apocalypse, this place had been used for weddings, but now, the hall only had a long table in the center, covered with a red cloth, and on top of the cloth were various exquisite dishes. The setting was simply arranged to somewhat resemble a banquet.

But this was after the apocalypse, and nobody would fret about informality, for people’s values had transformed significantly from those before the Apocalypse. Instead of the opulence that the upper class enjoyed before, people now valued more what was on the table.

In troubled times, a grain of rice was as precious as gold, let alone in the apocalypse?

Xu Haishui walked around the table, eyeing the dishes appreciatively.

"My goodness, this is quite the spread," Xu Haishui thought to himself after a while. The offerings on the table could compare to banquets before the Apocalypse, nothing was missing, and most of the ingredients were rarities even then. But now, during the apocalypse, they were brought out, showing extreme care, reflecting that the man named Miao Luo must have held a high social status before the apocalypse.

But in such a world, why would one bring out dishes that could support a hundred people for a lifetime—made from ingredients worth loads of Yajin—if not to seek a favor?

A glint passed through Xu Haishui’s eyes as he nodded at Miao Luo and said, "Very well, let’s sit."

"Please, take a seat!" Miao Luo, still with that radiant smile that showed no hint of gloom, pulled out the chair at the head of the table for Xu Haishui.

Xu Haishui unapologetically sat down, followed by Miao Luo and the rest.

As they settled, the soldiers accompanying them sealed the entrance. The Peace Party soldiers showed no courtesy, fiercely ordering all the Dongsheng Co-governance soldiers out.

"What are you doing?"

"There’s an important meeting inside. You all need to leave."

"What about you?"

"That’s none of your business."

The sergeant from the Peace Party was firm, the vigor of a Level 5 New Human vibrated in him, his eyes constantly filled with a fierce aura, ready to explode at any moment.

Feeling intimidated, the Dongsheng Co-governance eyeballed the robust Peace Party soldiers, who clearly had experienced numerous battles. Merely standing there, they involuntarily exuded an aura of lethality.

Helplessly, he looked towards Miao Luo, who clearly was aware of what was happening but seemed not to care, still smiling and talking with Xu Haishui. After a while, he finally turned around and casually said, "Go out. We won’t face any issues here. This is the territory of the overlord of South China, Li Henian. We come bearing sincerity. If something were to happen here, it would surely be disrespectful to Li Henian, right?"

"Of course, here, no one would dare harm you," Xu Haishui responded casually.

Then, Miao Luo continued to chat casually with Xu Haishui, discussing trivial and amusing tales about people with him, including stories about those who had come with him to the Central District and some interesting anecdotes from his childhood.

These stories were inconsequential, but what was terrifying was that Xu Haishui began to enjoy them. Miao Luo was very adept at hitting the humorous notes in each part of the stories, making one unable to resist exploring what other funny incidents might occur.

Listening to Miao Luo’s babble, laughter occasionally erupted from those around, even the surrounding Peace Party soldiers were influenced by the laughter on the faces of the people, trying to contain their own laughter.

Xu Haishui laughed along with the others, possibly due to the influence of the zombies, and soon found the stories dull, his smile gradually fading.

Picking up a piece of food from the last dish he had not tried yet with his chopsticks, he chewed it for a moment, his brow imperceptibly furrowed—no one knew how many times Xu Haishui had frowned in those brief ten minutes.

In Xu Haishui’s heart, these so-called delicate and precious dishes were just so-so. In his mind, those memories explained that the chefs had used their utmost abilities to bring out the original flavors of these precious ingredients, so the seasoning was always meticulously selected. However, Xu Haishui’s taste buds, similar to those of Tang Ye and Ah Fu, could detect the flavors humans could, but in their mouths, these flavors were drastically diminished.

Thus, when Tang Ye and his party ate human food, they found it rather bland; they even felt like they were chewing wax.

That’s why, when Tang Ye and his group ate, they preferred strongly flavored food—either extremely sour, extremely salty, or extremely spicy!

No matter how spicy, sour, or salty, in the mouths of zombies, these tastes would be diluted considerably, allowing them to taste the delights only humans could appreciate.

Here, the exquisite dishes Xu Haishui tasted were remarkably bland, so he felt they were not very impressive.

After finishing all the food, Xu Haishui snorted, abruptly interrupting Miao Luo’s conversation.

"Mayor Miao," Xu Haishui put down his chopsticks and called out, drawing the attention of Miao Luo quickly.

"Vice President, what is it? If you’re not satisfied with the dishes, rest assured...".

Before Miao Luo could finish, Xu Haishui interrupted him again.

"That’s enough, Mayor Miao. I don’t think I have that much interest in hearing so many stories. Let’s get to the point."