Chapter 92 - Chapter 92: Chapter 83 She is my fiancee_l

Chapter 92: Chapter 83 She is my fiancee_l

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The hall had an unpleasant disinfectant smell that Wang Tao couldn’t avoid even with a mask on.

“Mr. Chen, would you like a drink of water?”

Cao Xin held a chipped kettle and a cup that was hard to tell whether it was yellow or white, asking Wang Tao.

“No, thanks.”

Wang Tao looked around the hall.

The hall’s decor was very old-fashioned, resembling a style from thirty years ago, with clothes piled up everywhere, seeming to make beds that the four of them slept on.

The hall was rectangular, with everyone situated at the end where the light was better, while the other end was dark and hard to see.

“You guys are pretty amazing, managing to live so comfortably in the post-apocalypse.”

Wang Tao said with a hint of indifference.

These four, including Seventh Brother Yang who had been taught a lesson earlier, were all at full HP, which was rather good for the post-apocalyptic world. After all, even within Shuize Base, there were many who were not at full HP.

“Ahaha, just good luck, just good luck! But all our food is gone, and I have been worrying about where to find more food…”

Cao Xin rubbed his bald head, looking very troubled.

Wang Tao gave Cao Xin a deep look.

Was he afraid Wang Tao would take his food? That meant they probably still had plenty of food, right?

Suddenly, Cao Xin stiffened.

Even though Wang Tao’s eyes behind the yellow-tinted glasses were a bit blurry and not very clear, Cao Xin felt as if he were being eyed by a predator, his blood almost freezing in his veins!

That feeling… it was like the zombie he had encountered earlier!

Cao Xin had survived this long in the post-apocalyptic world thanks largely to his sixth sense. He could feel that the person in front of him was very dangerous—perhaps even more so than any he had encountered before!

Wang Tao withdrew his gaze.

He walked over to the window and parted the blinds. From here, he could see part of the square where the zombies he killed earlier were still lying.

“Cough, I happened to see Mr. Chen in action earlier, and I must say, it was a sight to behold! At that moment, I thought it would be a great honor to have Mr. Chen visit us. And look at this coincidence!”

Cao Xin hastily started to flatter.

Upon hearing this, Seventh Brother Yang nearly claimed it was he who had brought Mr. Chen up. But when he saw their leader suddenly turn and glare fiercely at him, a chill ran down his spine.

Oh no, the boss was lying!

Seventh Brother Yang inwardly lamented, knowing he’d have a rough time once Mr. Chen left.

Wang Tao, fully aware that the man was buttering him up, couldn’t deny that it felt good. He had never experienced this before. No wonder there were always one or two sycophants around those in high positions on television.

Of course, no matter what he thought internally, Wang Tao’s expression remained unchanged. After years of fighting his way through the world, he had mastered the art of composure.

“Then I’ll take a look around here, if you don’t mind?”

Wang Tao suddenly said.

“… Of course not! I’ll show you around!”

Cao Xin’s face twisted into a smile more pained than crying, and then he personally led the way.

Wang Tao followed behind Cao Xin at a leisurely pace, observing the surroundings while asking somewhat casually:

“What happened downstairs? Why is it so destroyed?”

Mentioning this, a flash of terror crossed Cao Xin’s face.

“Mr. Chen, you don’t know, but half a month ago, a super terrifying zombie appeared in the mall! That thing, it seemed about three or four meters tall, all muscle! It smashed whatever it saw, nearly bringing down the entire mall! If it hadn’t been lured away by something it saw, we would have been done for…” “Three or four meters tall…”

Wang Tao’s expression suddenly became serious.

A zombie of that size was frightening; the biggest he had encountered before was a Terrorizer, also known as Big Hammer Zombie. They were just over two meters tall and already quite imposing to Wang Tao.

A zombie three or four meters tall… Wang Tao couldn’t even imagine how big that was.

Wang Tao glanced at Cao Xin again. His terrified look didn’t seem feigned, and there was no need to lie about such things, especially with the obvious destruction on the first floor.

“Well, you guys are pretty lucky then,”

Wang Tao remarked.

“That we are, our luck has been pretty good to have survived until now,”

Cao Xin said with a hint of pride.

But when he noticed where Wang Tao’s gaze was focused, his expression became awkward once more.

“You four have quite the appetite, huh? Claiming your food is running out when you have so much left?”

Looking at the dirty piles of rice, snacks, and other food items, Wang Tao spoke with a hint of mockery.

“Cough cough, it’s just being prepared, just being prepared!”

Cao Xin, seeing that Wang Tao kept eyeing his food, had a pained expression but tried to sound magnanimous:

“Mr. Chen, coming across each other is fate, and meeting in the post-apocalypse is a great kismet! I see you didn’t bring much with you, so you must be out scavenging for supplies, right? Let’s not talk about anything else, just pick a bag and take it! Consider it a token of my friendship, from Cao Xin to you!”

Wang Tao looked at him with some surprise.

This man, he knew how to act appropriately!

Since he was being so sensible, Wang Tao couldn’t refuse his kindness.

“You, pick a bag.”

Wang Tao directed Seventh Brother Yang.

Seventh Brother Yang immediately felt a murderous gaze turn towards him..