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A robust man stepped out of the crowd, arms crossed, looking down at Lu Hao with disdain.
"If you had a gun, I might be worried. But without one, what do you have to fight me with?" He was well-fed and cared for by his underlings, and he didn't have to worry about food. His daily training was solely for the purpose of being ready to strike at a crucial moment.
He remembered when he first arrived at the Refugee Zone, single-handedly taking down five refugees—one against five! Now, he faced only one person. Even if Lu Hao held a cutlass, what did it matter? He could still wield a wooden stick! Taking care of this kid would be a piece of cake.
With that thought, his confidence swelled. He looked down at Lu Hao from his elevated position and sneered slightly. "Kid, if you surrender now and clear the way, I might consider sparing your life. But if you resist..." His eyes narrowed, his expression turning fierce. "I'll just kill you!"
Lu Hao remained expressionless. Inside him, the effects of the drug were slowly fading; he might not last much longer. The robust man's underlings saw this and handed him a wooden stick before stepping back to give them space.
"Hahaha, boss, take him out!" they cheered on their leader. "You killed so many of our brothers; there's no way you're leaving here alive today!" Their shouts grew louder, especially from a thin woman who was the most vocal among them.
"Kid, once we finish you off, we'll go after that Night guy too! Hahaha!"
Lu Hao swallowed hard, staring resolutely at the robust man in front of him, bracing himself for what was to come.
Just then!
Bang!
A distant gunshot rang out. A Mark III that Lu Hao knew all too well flew in from afar and struck the robust man squarely in the head.
The robust man maintained his pose with arms crossed and a mocking expression until he fell straight to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The entire area fell into an eerie silence. The expressions on the faces of his underlings froze in shock, especially the thin woman whose face twisted in disbelief.
Even further away, some refugees lounging around and munching on dry bread were stunned into silence, their bread dropping to the ground.
Thud, thud, thud.
A series of clear footsteps approached from the distance, causing everyone to turn their heads.
A handsome figure emerged—neatly dressed and casually twirling a Mark III in his hand while whistling as he walked toward them.
"How's it going? I hope I'm not late," Ye Wumeng said casually as he tucked the Mark III into his waistband and addressed Lu Hao.
"How did you manage that, Store Manager?" Lu Hao shifted his throat, fully aware that the distance from Anlius Apothecary to here could not possibly be covered in just a few minutes.
How did the Store Manager accomplish this?
Seemingly reading Lu Hao's thoughts, Ye Wumeng snapped his fingers, and a loud rumbling noise erupted from behind him.
Suddenly, a massive machine, towering at one meter and stretching over ten meters long, appeared before them. It had eight wheels beneath it, supporting a large metal box, and on top of that box was a transparent glass cube.
What on earth is this?
"Thank you for allowing the mechanical freight vehicle to give me a lift," Ye Wumeng said with a smile as he turned to the enormous machine.
With a click, one side of the transparent cube lifted open, and two individuals dressed in standard uniforms from Bonfire Group stepped out. They placed their hands over their left chests and spoke in unison.
"To fulfill our duty."
Seeing this, Lu Hao hurried over to Ye Wumeng, puzzled. "Store Manager, who are they?"
"They're from Bonfire Group's Receiver team. I arranged for them to come collect the goods yesterday," Ye Wumeng replied with a chuckle.
In truth, he had indeed planned to sprint all the way to You Cai Department Store. However, despite his impressive physical abilities, he couldn't cover that distance in such a short time.
As luck would have it, the Receiver team happened to arrive just in time. With their investigator's authorization, they were able to witness him racing at full speed and managed to catch up.
"Hey, the boss is dead. Are we still going to rob this store?" one of the thugs asked nervously.
"Rob? Are you crazy? Run!"
The thugs finally realized what was happening and scattered like birds fleeing from danger, blending into the crowd of refugees until they vanished.
"You did well. I'll reward you when you finish your shift tonight," Ye Wumeng said as he patted Lu Hao on the shoulder. He then turned to the now-dismounted Receivers and pointed towards You Cai Department Store.
"Follow me."
The Receivers nodded; one of them raised a Mechanical Glove and waved it at the freight vehicle behind them.
With a rumble, the freight vehicle emitted a series of sounds as its front lights illuminated. It slowly moved to the designated spot indicated by the Receivers and came to a stop facing You Cai Department Store. A metal ramp gradually lowered from its side, and then four large robotic devices resembling oversized vacuum cleaners rushed out and entered the shop.
"What is this?"
"Oh, that's the Angke Multi-Functional Medium Freight Robot II. In simple terms, it's just a little gadget designed specifically for moving things," one of the Receivers patiently explained to Ye Wumeng.
Thirty minutes later.
A blue light curtain appeared in front of Ye Wumeng, projected by the Mechanical Glove. It displayed a clear breakdown of what he had exchanged and how many points were used for each item. Everything was straightforward; there were no issues.
"Well then, Investigator Ye, you can spend your points here on-site or contact the Bonfire Group for online exchanges through the Mechanical Glove after you return. However, online exchanges via the Mechanical Glove might take a bit longer, as your cargo will be queued for transport."
"Of course, I want to exchange immediately," Ye Wumeng said without hesitation.
"This is the exchange detail. The list of exchanged items will be transmitted directly to my glove."
Looking at the long list of items on the Mechanical Glove, Ye Wumeng quickly found the option for corpses and checked all of them without a second thought.
The Receiver, who initially thought he might snag a few small items, was nearly shocked to death upon seeing the information on the glove. He hurriedly asked, "Investigator Ye, did you accidentally select something? I see your order includes all of the Undead corpses currently available from the Bonfire Group!"
It's important to note that while Undead corpses aren't particularly valuable—some might even consider them useless—buying out all of the Bonfire Group's stock at once is still a significant amount!
"That's right, all of them," Ye Wumeng affirmed decisively; after all, these were his lifelines!
Seeing this, the Receiver didn't try to stop him. He couldn't understand this newly appointed investigator at all.
Since Ye Wumeng had confirmed his choice, there was nothing more to be done. The exchange points were deducted instantly; what was once a substantial amount dwindled down to just fifteen thousand points in one go. The Receiver could only sigh at Ye Wumeng's extravagance.
With fifteen thousand left, Ye Wumeng continued to browse through the exchange details when suddenly something caught his eye and made him brighten up.
"Yes, you!"
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