I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 826 - 823: Only Acknowledge Yajin, Not People

Chapter 826: Chapter 823: Only Acknowledge Yajin, Not People

That is to say, he exchanged the old butler’s life for such an outcome!

The actions of the Peace Party also indicated that his Lu family could no longer survive in the United District.

But all these were insignificant compared to the fact that Lu Jiachang already knew of the old butler’s death; this most loyal person was his greatest loss!

After all, loyal people were hard to come by, and in this apocalyptic world, those who were absolutely loyal to oneself were even rarer; the apocalypse meant there was no room for loyalty, which showed how precious it was.

Once a ruler confirmed someone’s absolute loyalty, then what followed didn’t depend on how strong the person was; even if they were ordinary, they could be put to great use!

What those in power often wanted in this post-apocalyptic world was not a subordinate of unmatched prowess, but a person in whom they had absolute trust!

Now, Lu Jiachang had lost such a person, but he was not a fool. Knowing that leaving the United District by helicopter at this time would definitely attract the Peace Party’s attention, he ordered his subordinates to fly away in the helicopter, while he drove away from Yulin District, not leaving the United District directly.

To drive away from the human Sanctuary Zone was nothing short of seeking death!

Thus, he arrived at the Mercenary Guild Building nearby the Yulin District. The Mercenary Guild Building was very close to the Yulin District, so every word broadcasted from Hatred could be heard by Lu Jiachang without missing a single one.

Since there was no place for the Lu family in the United District anymore, how could he survive here?

However, it was just as well, for since the Peace Party was hell-bent on exterminating him, there was no need for him to hold back.

After a while, Lu Jiachang silently cleared away the bits of the notebook in his hand, opened the door to the compartment, and stepped out. Outside was a counter, and behind it sat a squat middle-aged man who squinted as soon as he saw Lu Jiachang, his face grinning like a chrysanthemum.

"Lu... oh, that’s wrong, I should say, esteemed guest, what can I do for you?"

Looking at the middle-aged man’s face, Lu Jiachang’s face twitched, but since he was wearing a mask, the squat middle-aged man in front of him did not see his expression.

The man’s smile was insincere, and his hand inadvertently reached out towards Lu Jiachang. Lu Jiachang understood the implication; even though he was angry, he had no choice at the moment. The Peace Party was likely already on the hunt for him outside, so if he wanted to continue living in the United District, he had to rely on this middle-aged man—who only loved Yajin. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to hide in this place.

Moreover, the Yesteryear Association’s establishment had consumed quite a bit of Red City committee’s foundation. Money? He still had plenty, and it was more than just a lot!

Therefore, Lu Jiachang burst into hearty laughter, taking several Yajin coins from his pocket and generously stuffing them into the other man’s hand.

Upon seeing this, the squat middle-aged man appeared even more pleased.

"Boss is so generous!"

"Hahaha, you flatter me," Lu Jiachang replied, likewise laughing. After the laughter, however, his voice turned serious. He looked around to ensure no one was eavesdropping and suddenly leaned close to the squat middle-aged man’s ear, whispering mysteriously, "Uncle Lei, I have a deal for you. Are you interested?"

Seeing him speak like this, the squat middle-aged man’s interest perked up, and he asked with a smile, "What deal? Just tell me!"

While saying this, he pointed to the sign hanging above his head, which read, "We only recognize Yajin, not people."

Yet to his surprise, Lu Jiachang’s tone suddenly became awkward.

"This... The thing is, my deal is a bit... I’m not sure if Uncle Lei dares to... However, Uncle Lei, rest assured on one thing, the Yajin is fully prepared!"

"Hey, what are you talking about? Who could resist money? As long as the money is right, everything is fine. There’s nothing we in the Mercenary Guild won’t dare to take on, just speak up! There are no outsiders here"

"Well... OK then."

Lu Jiachang hesitated for a moment; from his tone, who would have guessed he was actually pretending?

"Shall I just say it then?"

"Speak, speak, speak, and quit dawdling!"

The impatient squat middle-aged man, Uncle Lei, leaned in closer as Lu Jiachang’s mouth opened and closed, whispering something into Uncle Lei’s ear.

A few seconds later, Uncle Lei’s face changed dramatically, and he sharply turned to look at Lu Jiachang.

"What! You..."

"Ah, don’t get excited, don’t get excited; I’m giving you this much..."

Lu Jiachang quickly covered Uncle Lei’s mouth and gestured a six with his hand!

Calming down, Uncle Lei asked hesitantly, "Sixty thousand?"

Lu Jiachang shook his head, pointing upward, adding, "For something this heavy, how could it be just that little?"

"You...you’re talking about six..."

"Ah, we’re all clever here, no need to say it out loud; this amount is for you guys."

As Uncle Lei was about to blurt out the number, Lu Jiachang forcefully covered his mouth again, preventing the last two digits from being uttered, and then made a cross with his fingers, its meaning clear to Uncle Lei.

Woo-woo!

Uncle Lei whimpered twice, signaling Lu Jiachang to let go, which made Lu Jiachang smile and lower his hand.

"So, what do you say, Uncle Lei, are you in for this deal? After this, the Mercenary Guild is set to make a clean profit of over a hundred thousand Yajin."

"This is indeed tough to manage..." Uncle Lei appeared hesitant, and seeing that expression, Lu Jiachang frowned, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

If Uncle Lei didn’t accept his deal, Lu Jiachang would have to eliminate him on the spot for his own safety!

Fortunately, Uncle Lei’s hesitant expression quickly shifted to something ferocious.

"Damn it, fortune favors the bold. Lu... Boss, we at the Mercenary Guild will take on your contract!"

Lu Jiachang’s expression relaxed upon hearing Uncle Lei’s words, and he burst out laughing.

Six hundred thousand Yajin was an astronomical amount in the post-apocalyptic world, sufficient to buy nearly two Mercenary Guilds. Faced with such a large sum, Uncle Lei simply couldn’t let it slip through his fingers.

Even if he couldn’t handle such a massive order alone, he would still get a substantial cut.

Uncle Lei’s laughter became contagious, and he too began to chuckle.

"Rest assured, Boss Lu. I’ll issue the task right away and guarantee to get it done for you!"

"Hmm? Guarantee? Are you sure? This mission can’t be seen by the Peace Party’s spies; otherwise, Uncle Lei, you should know the consequences."

"I haven’t gone senile; of course, I know. I’ll post it on the secret mission board, which only A-Grade bounty hunters can access."

"Is that really going to work?"

"Don’t worry, Boss. We know everything about A-Grade and above bounty hunters. No one is a spy for the Peace Party, and if there is, hmph, as soon as they take on the mission and the party investigates, they’re dead. If they don’t accept, they won’t make it out of the VIP Reception Room!"