I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 1371 - 1366: Always Hard to Accept

Chapter 1371: Chapter 1366: Always Hard to Accept

After a good while, this senior member of the Lone Gold Club finally managed to control the involuntary trembling of his entire body. He suppressed the desire in his heart to possess the person in the photo, whose beauty not only evoked a strong possessive desire but also instilled fear in him.

He wasn’t sure how the person with that face had survived till now, but owning her could be a good thing — only till someone found out, at which point it would instantly turn into an unimaginable disaster!

He admitted to himself that he didn’t have the ability to securely hide such a person!

Perhaps soon, the original entities in the research institution will all be eliminated, and all order enforcers would become entities that could drive people mad!

Hiss~ Inhale~

Taking a deep breath, he looked towards Song Muyuan standing in front of him, his gaze somewhat complicated.

"How about it?"

"Beyond my expectations, this indeed is a big deal."

"And what about my price?"

"That can be discussed, but you must ensure that only the two of us know about this sister of yours, you understand."

"I understand."

"Then I’m relieved."

"So, when will the transaction take place?"

"Wait a moment, thirteen thousand Yajin is too much, I don’t have that much right now, I need to contact the headquarters."

"That’s fine."

While transferring a few photos from Song Li’s phone to his own via Bluetooth connection, he spoke to Song Muyuan who nodded and then sat patiently on the sofa nearby as indicated by the senior member of the Lone Gold Club.

The man walked out, glanced at the tent where Song Muyuan was staying, and then summoned several members of the Lone Gold Club. It was unclear what he said to them, but then he walked towards a large tent not far away. There weren’t many people in this tent, and the setup inside was simple with a few couches for resting, next to which were several computers. He approached one of the computers, turned it on rapidly, clicked open a folder and then the computer interface changed to blue with a text box in the middle of the screen.

He quickly typed a long password on the computer keyboard and, with the press of the Enter key, the content on the screen changed once again — it was just a communication software.

This software was developed independently by the Lone Gold Club, and only used by senior members of the club for remote communication about important matters. Backend data was all controlled by the Lone Gold Club to maximally prevent information leaks.

After connecting the phone to the computer, he saved the few images that Song Muyuan had transferred to him into the computer, then opened a contact.

[Deputy, I’ve located an S-class target.]

[...]

The person on the other end did not reply for a long time, and the man sitting in front of the computer waited quietly. About two or three minutes later, the computer emitted a "beep beep" sound as if to remind him of something.

[Was it the person themselves selling or someone else’s directive?]

[Someone else’s directive.]

[Did you verify the information? Many are watching us, you should be clear—first check the background of the seller to ensure it’s safe.]

[I’ve already contacted someone to check this information.]

[What’s the name?]

[Song Li.]

[If there’s no problem, then go ahead and take it.]

[But deputy, the other party quoted thirteen thousand Yajin.]

[That much? Made of gold?]

[Maybe, we can take this on.]

[Do you think it’s worth it? Thirteen thousand Yajin isn’t possible, at most two thousand, just a bunch of pink skulls – do you really think they’re that precious?]

As the conversation continued, the texts sent by the deputy started to carry a hint of sarcasm.

The senior member of the Lone Gold Club had just typed a reply but wasn’t able to send it when another message came through from the opposite side.

He asked, [Do you have a photo of the target?]

Seeing this message, he immediately deleted the text he had just typed and replied, [Yes.]

Without hesitation, he clicked open the file, sent the saved pictures from the computer to the other side, and then securely deleted those pictures from the computer.

Beep beep~

As the photos were sent, the recipient suddenly fell silent, and the man sitting in front of the computer couldn’t contain the turmoil in his heart, opening up the pictures to admire the person in them.

Just a few data photos, really ordinary items, but the person in them turned these photos into rare treasures in an instant; every view incited uncontrollable excitement.

In the communication interface, he didn’t receive a message from the deputy for a long time; it seemed that the moment he sent those photos, the deputy had vanished into thin air.

He didn’t know how much time had passed while looking at the photo, this senior member of the Lone Gold Club didn’t sense the passage of time; when he finally checked the time displayed under the computer, seven or eight minutes had passed by, the deputy seemed to have just come to his senses and replied.

[Have the person named Song Li wait, definitely do not let him leave. In a bit, I will apply to transfer twenty thousand Yajin to your account, I will come to you in person.]

Seeing this message, he knew that the photos he had sent had successfully caught the attention of the deputy, who was now personally coming over, and even though it was conveyed through text, he could still feel an urgency in those words.

[I understand.]

After replying these three words, this high-ranking member of the Lone Gold Club closed the communication software, staring at the desktop of the computer, feeling a bit melancholic and deeply hurt. All these emotions stemmed from the person in the photos, beautiful things that don’t belong to oneself always leave one feeling unsatisfied, but such is the apocalypse, holding onto things you can’t protect only brings disaster upon oneself.

Over at Song Muyuan’s side, perhaps due to the instruction of that senior member of the Lone Gold Club, many members brought food to his tent, treating him well with delicious meals, and he too acted convincingly, enduring the disgust as if he hadn’t eaten in eight generations, devouring all the food presented by the Lone Gold Club, and after finishing even told the members in front of him, "This is the most satisfying meal I’ve had in the apocalypse."

Before long, a few cars appeared outside Clear Water Plaza, and the people lined up outside were pushed aside by Lone Gold Club members armed with weapons, allowing the vehicles to enter smoothly.

The cars stopped, and a not-so-tall man with a peculiar face — broad at the bottom and narrow at the top, sporting a small mustache, which looked quite comical from afar — alighted.

As soon as this man descended, the surrounding Lone Gold Club members immediately gathered around.