Chapter 8

The Tulip Inn, situated at the intersection of the outer and inner rings, is close to the most bustling market in the Sixth District and the most secure militia base.

The .50 caliber twin-barreled anti-aircraft machine gun on the roof, which emits a chilling cold, may somewhat detract from the luxurious decor, but it undoubtedly showcases the inn's strength. After all, in this lawless wasteland, safety is paramount.

The fact that an anti-aircraft machine gun can be installed on the roof clearly indicates that the inn has the backing of the Sixth District's authorities.

The guests here are either wealthy or influential, and security is naturally a top priority. According to Sun Jiao, if someone enters your room without permission, you have the right to kill them without asking for a reason.

The reason for choosing to stay here is, of course, to conveniently deal with that "tail."

Sitting on the expensive leather sofa, Jiang Chen picked up a slice of orange from the fruit can with a toothpick and, amidst two swallowing sounds, put it in his mouth.

In the past, he would have never eaten canned food, not knowing how much sweetener or preservatives were added. However, since he had been eating junk food for days, for the sake of his health, Jiang Chen had to consider supplementing his diet with vitamins from fruit cans.

"Don't look at me like that, I'll leave some for you," Jiang Chen rolled his eyes at Sun Jiao's blatant gaze and nodded toward the person on the ground who was also swallowing.

"Why don't we resolve this issue early and have dinner together?"

Hu Lei, tied up and thrown on the ground, felt a murderous gaze from behind and shivered. Looking at the man sitting on the sofa with a smile, he felt a deep-seated fear.

A gun was pressed against the back of his head, and cold sweat dripped from Hu Lei's forehead.

"I, I really... You must have the wrong person! I, I really didn't..."

Sun Jiao mercilessly hit him in the face with the butt of the gun and then stepped on his head, saying fiercely.

"I'm not asking if you were following us, but who sent you?" Sun Jiao narrowed her eyes, slowed her tone, and lightly flicked the charging switch of the Sirius, which emitted a faint hum.

That was a voice like a venomous snake, even Jiang Chen, who was sitting comfortably on the sofa, couldn't help but shrink his neck. This was the first time he had seen her so domineering... or maybe not.

When Sun Jiao brought him back tied up, he woke up and insisted he knew nothing, revealing no useful information except his name. He claimed he was just a refugee living in the slums.

But would a refugee appear here? This is the bustling area of the Sixth District.

"I really don't know anything! You, you're using private punishment! The Sixth District's guards won't let you off!" Hu Lei shouted wildly, his eyes wide, even naively threatening Jiang Chen.

Very naive and very stupid.

If not for his trust in Sun Jiao's abilities, Jiang Chen might have believed he was an ordinary person.

"You have ten seconds to think. Of course, to encourage you to remember something, I'll blow off one of your balls every ten seconds." Sun Jiao said coldly, kicking Hu Lei over.

"No! No!" Hu Lei screamed like a pig being slaughtered, his eyes filled with terror, trying to back away from her.

"9"

"I, I really don't know anything! Miss, Miss, please spare me..."

"7" Sun Jiao picked up a steel bar without a word.

"I, I..."

"1" Sun Jiao raised her hand.

"Ah ah ah ah!"

"Wait a moment." Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.

Sun Jiao stopped her hand, but the steel bar still hung in the air.

A sour smell filled the room, and Jiang Chen wrinkled his nose, looking at Hu Lei, who was convulsing on the ground, with a hint of disdain.

He hadn't even been hit yet, and he had already peed his pants. If he wanted to be as defiant as others, couldn't he at least hold out until the end?

However, when Sun Jiao said she would blow off his balls, Jiang Chen also felt a pain in his groin. This move was indeed terrifying for men.

"I don't like solving problems through violence." Jiang Chen said, biting a toothpick and smiling at Hu Lei.

Hu Lei, as if seeing a lifeline, crawled to Jiang Chen and bowed frantically.

"Thank you, big brother! I, I really..."

"But if you continue to pretend, I don't mind giving my assistant some ideas, like pressing a starving mutant dog onto your crotch. I think it would enjoy gnawing very much."

Jiang Chen's cold words froze Hu Lei's smile, turning it into an even uglier expression.

When he said that, Jiang Chen involuntarily shuddered.

Damn, he even felt pain himself. Jiang Chen cursed inwardly but showed no expression on his face.

"Of course, I prefer transactions. After all, I am essentially a businessman. If you are willing to cooperate, this will be yours."

A crystal particle emitting a pale purple glow was placed in front of Hu Lei, and his eyes, filled with fear, gradually turned greedy.

A sub-crystal containing 100 energy points is undoubtedly a huge sum in this wasteland.

"Of course, you can lie, like telling me some fabricated story. But if I were you, I wouldn't do that. Can your boss give you this much? I can, as long as you work for me in the future."

Jiang Chen watched the changes in Hu Lei's expression with satisfaction, knowing that the carrot and stick strategy had worked.

The rest was easy. Jiang Chen easily obtained the information he wanted from Hu Lei.

The Ash Golem Mercenary Group mainly engages in human trafficking and raiding survivors, occasionally providing security services to specific customers. The group's headquarters is in the Songjiang Experimental Primary School, where they have set up a relatively stable defense using the school's walls. They targeted Jiang Chen by chance. The convoy sent by the Ash Golem Mercenary Group to trade in the Sixth District was led by Captain Zhou Guoping, who glimpsed Jiang Chen taking a can from his backpack and then saw him being invited into the VIP room, which sparked his greed.

Of course, Zhou Guoping, who could lead a trade convoy, was not a simple-minded person. It was impossible to act in the Sixth District, as breaking the rules would result in severe consequences, as the pile of bodies outside the market, drenched in formaldehyde, clearly showed. Moreover, the Ash Golem Mercenary Group needed to trade with the Sixth District for essential supplies, and no one dared to offend such a powerful force.

However, acting outside the district was fine. The rules of the Sixth District did not extend beyond the iron gate.

Seeing the bulging backpacks on Jiang Chen and Sun Jiao's backs, Zhou Guoping felt a surge of excitement but remained cautious. Many forces traded in the Sixth District, and if he kicked the wrong hornet's nest, even the boss might not be able to save him. Knowing the complexity of the situation, Zhou Guoping did not rush to plan an ambush but first sent a subordinate to follow the two. One reason was to prevent them from escaping, and the other was to gauge their strength and whether they had any powerful backing.

When he saw Jiang Chen get vaccinated and then go to the weapon shop to replenish bullets and explosives, Zhou Guoping was overjoyed. It seemed the two were just common lone wanderers in the wasteland. If they belonged to a more powerful organization, they wouldn't choose to exchange sub-crystals for bullets; they would have their own production lines for these consumables.

For example, in the Sixth District, the vast slums were not just for housing the poor. The factories, which occupied a quarter of the district's area, contained production lines scavenged from various places, some of which had been improved to adapt to the efficient new energy sub-crystals. They melted scrap metal to make bullets, processed the proteins and fats of mutant creatures into nutritional supplements, and used controlled tower farms to cultivate luxury items like fruits and vegetables. To survive in the wasteland, production had to be restored, and the leadership of the Sixth District understood this well.

Supermarkets in the entire Wanghai City had been emptied decades ago.

Since he confirmed that the two were just lone wanderers, Zhou Guoping began to contact the Ash Golem Mercenary Group's headquarters and intensified his surveillance. This fat sheep was several times fatter than any he had encountered before. Although the woman made Zhou Guoping feel a bit uneasy, he was determined to get the "huge sum" on them!

Listening quietly to Hu Lei's confession, Jiang Chen stroked his chin, deep in thought.

"Heh, heh, boss. Don't you think it's time to give me that, uh, that sub-crystal..." Hu Lei smiled at Jiang Chen, his eyes greedily focused on the sub-crystal.

100 energy points! Enough to last him a lifetime.

One energy unit of sub-crystal could be exchanged for 10 nutritional supplements, or even better, he could live luxuriously for over a month at the most famous pleasure palace in the wasteland, the New Sharp Hotel! Hu Lei's heart was filled with uncontrollable joy, even though the sub-crystal was still in Jiang Chen's hand.

Since the man still needed him, he wouldn't die, and he would get many more benefits. Hu Lei fantasized about a future of luxury, lying in the arms of a blonde maid, drinking...

His small eyes gradually focused on the black gun barrel.

"Ah... fool." Jiang Chen sighed and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Blood splattered everywhere, mixed with white residue. Watching the smoke from the gun barrel, Jiang Chen's hand trembled slightly.

Although he was mentally prepared, and the man was a criminal with countless lives on his hands, seeing his skull crack under his gun still made his heart tremble.

Hu Lei's silence and insistence that he knew nothing was not out of fear of the Ash Golem Mercenary Group. If he wanted to hide, no one could find him. It was impossible to issue a wanted notice in the wasteland, even for a giant like the Sixth District, let alone the Ash Golem Mercenary Group. As long as he left the area, he didn't need to worry about retaliation for betrayal.

He insisted on not talking because human life was too cheap... He feared that once he confessed, he would be executed.

But in extreme fear, when he heard Jiang Chen's offer, which seemed like a lifeline, he spilled everything.

The small thug named Hu Lei thought he could really make a deal with Jiang Chen, become a spy for him in the Ash Golem Mercenary Group, and make some money. Ha, loyalty? It didn't exist in the wasteland. Everyone was crazy to survive, let alone a thug like him...

However, his plans were in vain. The moment he revealed the information, his value was gone.

Ha, what did Jiang Chen have to gain from the mercenary group? Could it bring him more benefits?

So, executing the spy directly was a wiser choice. Jiang Chen didn't need to worry about the others finding him.

Blood splattered on Sun Jiao as well. She didn't show much surprise, as she had seen such levels of violence before. She just shrugged and said,

"I said, blood is hard to wash off... And, you could have left this to me."

The gentle tone in her words touched Jiang Chen.

Taking a deep breath to calm the agitation from killing, Jiang Chen turned off the safety and threw the gun aside.

"You have to get used to it."

Sun Jiao smiled, put the gun aside, and stepped over the body, approaching Jiang Chen.

Straddling his legs, she hugged him. This bold move surprised and excited Jiang Chen. The softness pressing against his chest dispelled his inner struggle with a single touch.

"You'll stay, right?"

Her slightly dry but still beautiful red lips whispered in his ear.

"You, you know?" That was Jiang Chen's biggest secret, one he couldn't reveal. Embracing the woman in front of him, he asked with a complex tone.

"Women are very sensitive." Sun Jiao's voice carried a hint of a smile, "You don't belong here, but... I hope you don't leave me."

"Absolutely not." Jiang Chen's voice was light but firm.

He had made this decision long ago.

At first, Jiang Chen only planned to get a large amount of gold and return to the modern world to live a life of luxury.

But now, it seemed he couldn't claim to be unconnected to this world... Jiang Chen thought with a sigh.

With ties, it was impossible to leave easily. Perhaps in the future, he could find a way to bring Sun Jiao to the modern world? After all, this place was no place for humans.

"I believe you."

Those words came from the heart.

"If it weren't for the strong smell of blood, I would have taken you right here." The emotion and joy turned into a burning flame in his abdomen, and Jiang Chen whispered fiercely in Sun Jiao's ear.

"True, I want to take a shower first."

"But I don't want to let go." Jiang Chen grinned and playfully slapped her elastic buttocks, listening to the soft moan in his ear with satisfaction.

"Then carry me to the shower," she lightly bit his earlobe in retaliation, her long, muscular legs tightening around his, and she whispered seductively, "Let me see if the gene agent has made your muscles a bit stronger."

A low growl and a surprised cry.

Shirts, jeans, and underwear scattered on the ground...

Luxurious water splashed down, creating a splashing sound on the smooth tiles. Water droplets mixed with sweat slid down, tracing erotic paths amidst the sounds of impact and moans.

(10,000 words omitted, easy to imagine for those with a vivid imagination.)

Accompanied by a high-pitched cry and a heavy growl...

Panting heavily, Jiang Chen supported her hot thighs and slowly placed her on the ground.

"It seems the gene agent isn't fake; my feet barely touched the ground." After a while, Sun Jiao panted, coming down from the high. She playfully poked Jiang Chen's chest with her finger and rolled her eyes at him.

Her once flat chest had grown with muscle. However, the gene agent directly enhanced muscle strength, not appearance, so while Jiang Chen's body didn't look much different, his explosive power and endurance were far beyond those of the weak modern man he used to be.

"Satisfied? My princess?" Jiang Chen lightly hugged her slender waist and wanted to pat her irresistible buttocks.

"Call me princess sister." Sun Jiao playfully dodged his hand, wrapped herself in a towel, and said, "It's time to get serious."

"Have dinner together?" Jiang Chen smiled and took a towel.

"Of course. But before that, we need to deal with the unlucky guy outside."

Watching Sun Jiao's back as she left the bathroom, Jiang Chen touched his nose with a bitter smile.

Having intimate moments next to a dead body was a bit too crazy.

He would have to restrain himself, he would have to restrain himself...

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