Kingdom of Corrosion
Chapter 950 - 411 Library Base_3

Chapter 950: Chapter 411 Library Base_3

Blood Meng: "Little brother, I’m with you on this, well said. My place is still missing a lazybones who only enjoys eating, drinking, and having fun. Interested?"

Lin Wu grinned: "Sister, my stomach is quite good. When it fails one day, I’ll come to you for a free meal." Translation: Brother’s got money now, so get lost. When I’m worthless, I’ll surely come begging for support.

Blood Meng laughed: "I’m afraid it won’t be your turn by then."

Nightmare reported: "There are two field agents chatting by the window on the second floor of the library."

Maya asked: "Nightmare?"

Nightmare: "No, strange, where has that bastard gone? As long as we deal with Nightmare, the robbery gang should lose the idea of expanding outward."

Lin Wu: "I never understand this point. Expanding outward, pillaging everywhere, committing arson and murder, it doesn’t seem to benefit Nightmare much."

Nightmare explained: "That’s because you don’t understand Nightmare. Take a mission as an example, taking a letter to City B, Blood Meng and I would deliver it in the safest, most secure, and secretive way. But it’s different for Nightmare, delivering the letter isn’t his goal, his goal is to kill everyone who targets the letter. His murderous robberies are just because he enjoys killing and robbing, it’s not really related to his own interests."

Nightmare: "But he also knows he needs to complete the task of delivering the letter. His killing and robbing fatten up the library base, which in turn provides him with more resources, making him bolder. Let’s put it this way, he starts by stepping on ants and will go all the way to stepping on God until he is killed or defeated by some creature."

But the bearded man didn’t accept Nightmare’s view, from Lin Wu and their conversation, he basically understood the situations of Nightmare and Starlight. He believes that the threat from Starlight is incomparable to Nightmare’s; a strategist’s value far exceeds that of a fighter. Still holding this thought, the bearded man adhered to the agreement, refraining from pulling the trigger on Starlight.

The library base was not active during the day, but after sunset, everyone came out. Several clerical staff started cooking in a makeshift shed on the side of the library, others were playing in a nearby small pool, and some were drinking tea and chatting nearby, looking like a period of rest for everyone.

However, it was not the same for the field agents, 12 of whom were divided into two groups, undergoing training in the small square of the library. One group trained physical strength, running in circles, doing push-ups, pull-ups, climbing ropes. The other group practiced combat skills, imagining zombies as their enemies.

Even for the robbery gang, they were reluctant to waste too many bullets on zombies.

At 7:30 p.m., the streetlights around the library lit up, officially dinner time. Everyone got their plates and utensils, lined up at the shed to get food, finding places to eat casually, some entered the first floor of the library to eat while sitting, some sat on the ground and ate while chatting with friends.

At this time, except for Maya and the little girl on duty, the bearded man and Nightmare also went to the sunroom, with only one goal: to look for Nightmare.

"Did this bastard know we were coming?" Nightmare said: "Not showing up during the day, not attending practice, and not even seen at mealtime."

Maya said: "He definitely hasn’t spotted us, but something is indeed off. Is Nightmare the type to hide indoors?"

"Never heard so."

Maya: "Then there’s a big possibility: he’s either sick or injured. Let’s look for someone delivering meals."

Nightmare: "We just saw him selecting newcomers last night, and didn’t see any field agents injured today."

Maya: "They have motorcycles. If someone is injured or feeling unwell, they could directly drive back to the library base first."