Chapter 742 You... are you sure you’re not joking?

Chapter 742 You... are you sure you're not joking?

After the meeting dispersed, everyone went their separate ways.

Whether it was building a school or an underground fortress, more manpower was always needed.

Walker becoming the head of the inspection team was good news for the entire base.

"Walker, thanks for earlier!" Samuel looked at Walker and smiled. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known how to wrap things up just now."

Walker grinned, "When dealing with those reactionary forces, iron-fisted measures are necessary. I can handle the dirty work that you can't."

Samuel replied, "That's fine! But try to kill less. It's not easy to train skilled people these days."

"I know my limits," Walker said. "I won't kill unless absolutely necessary."

Listening to that...

Well, it was probably best just to listen.

Finally, Samuel's gaze landed on William. He asked, "William, if Walker hadn't intervened just now, could you have dodged that bullet?"

"It wouldn't have hit me anyway, so why dodge?" William responded confidently.

Samuel gritted his teeth, "What I mean is, if Walker hadn't acted and Ivan had aimed and fired, could you have dodged it then?"

Talking to William was really exhausting!

Did he need everything spelled out clearly?

"I wouldn't need to dodge that either," William replied with the same confidence and as if it were obvious.

Hit him?

How could that be possible?

Samuel had thrown so many knives before and never managed to hit him. Was it because Samuel was just bad?

Even for an S-rank fighter, with a target distance of 15 feet, missing 100% of the shots seemed unlikely.

William's agility and dodge stats weren't just high,they were exceptional.

As long as he wishes, anyone who attacks him from a distance will miss by just a bit, as if tracing an outline around his body.

"No problem, but I'll need a house," William said. "Consider it payment for the information I provide. What do you think?"

"A house?" Samuel's mouth twitched, "Don't just talk about a house, I'd give you my life if you asked!"

"What would I do with your life?" William replied dryly, "I just need a place to live. It doesn't have to be big, but it must have a kitchen."

"No problem!" Samuel truly felt this was a small price to pay. If William could indeed provide information on the mutated creatures, he would agree to any terms.

"Then let's go!" William didn't waste any more words and followed Samuel out of the meeting room.

Walker was stunned. How could William possibly know about all the habits of the mutated creatures?

He understood the significance of what William had said.

To revive human civilization, a united human effort was necessary. With this information, they would have more leverage against the mutated creatures.

"You've kept it well hidden!" Walker had always sensed that William had secrets. Initially, he thought William was just concealing his strength, but he hadn't expected this.

But if William knew this information, did it also mean that William's true strength was formidable?

Otherwise, how could he know all this?

Walker followed behind, not asking further questions.

No matter what William was hiding, as long as his actions were beneficial for saving the world, it was all good.

The deeper the secret, the better!

That's what Walker thought.

William followed Samuel into the base's research institute, and soon Samuel had arranged a computer for William.

"Here we go! This is the information on mutated creatures that we've collected and organized. See if there's anything you'd like to add." Samuel didn't fully believe William knew all about the mutated creatures just from a few words. Asking him to add information was also a way to test him.

Some statements, with just a little thought, could reveal their truth or falsehood.

William sat in front of the computer and smiled, "What? Don't believe me?"

Samuel didn't feel awkward at all and chuckled, "How could I not believe you? Let's get started!"

While they were talking, an elderly man wearing thick glasses approached and asked, "Samuel, who allowed you to use my computer? Bringing unrelated people into the research institute, what are you thinking?"