Chapter 82

"Commander, don't underestimate yourselves. To be honest, it's precisely because you are survivors that I need you. Your world is far too unfriendly, and the airborne virus is extremely dangerous. My subordinates and I cannot be sure if we are immune to this virus. Therefore, we cannot go to your world. However, your world has excellent material and scientific development, and due to this disaster, a large amount of resources have been abandoned. It's a pity, and I am very interested in these resources. So I need someone to help me collect them. I know you might have doubts, like how a few of you can help me collect resources. It's actually very simple. You just need to bring that metal badge to the resources, and I will take care of the rest. Do you understand?"

Zhang Hao spoke slowly, as he had no choice. Although he had tried his best to improve his English, such a long speech required careful consideration.

Beep. At this moment, the computer beside the survivor named Terry suddenly made a clear sound. Terry and the other survivors immediately became tense.

"Not good, a Night Demon has entered the warning zone," Terry said in a low voice.

"Alright, it seems your luck isn't very good. Well, you could also say your luck is very good, as you've met me. Since it's inconvenient to communicate like this, and I understand you might not feel at ease unless you see it for yourselves, take your necessary items and walk through the portal. You can come to my side and enjoy an absolutely safe environment."

Zhang Hao heard the survivors' voices and saw their tense expressions, especially the pale and ashen faces of the young girl and the children, which made him feel a bit sympathetic. Clearly, surviving in a world like "I Am Legend" was not easy.

The portal quickly expanded, and the water-like light halo flickered with a faint glow, looking particularly magnificent and mysterious.

"Mike, Joe, you two go first," Gray indicated. A young white soldier and a black soldier in his thirties nodded, holding their guns and walking towards the portal. The survivors watched as the two disappeared into the portal.

In the ancient and exquisite hall, Zhang Hao sat in a large chair, watching the two soldiers in military uniforms cautiously surveying the surroundings. The environment clearly surprised them, making their expressions somewhat strange.

"I don't like having guns pointed at me. Also, I think it's best if you greet them first; it seems those monsters have already discovered your position," Zhang Hao, dressed in a splendid royal outfit, appeared very mysterious to the two soldiers.

The young white soldier quickly lowered his gun and came to Zhang Hao's side, looking at the screen. The speakers were already transmitting the sound of the walls being hit and the children's suppressed cries. "Gray, it's Joe. It's very safe here."

In the other world, Gray and a few men, including Linda, were holding their guns, tense and on guard. The roars of the Night Demons and the sounds of them hitting the walls and doors made everyone extremely uneasy.

The survivors knew how terrifying these Night Demons were, with their strength and speed far exceeding human limits. Even firearms were only moderately effective, as it was hard to ensure a hit.

Hearing Joe's voice, Gray quickly shouted, "Linda, take Jenny and the children through first. Terry, we'll cover the rear. Leave everything else behind and get out of here."

Police officer Linda quickly pulled Jenny and the two children through the portal, and the others quickly followed. At this moment, a Night Demon had already broken through the window and jumped in. Gray and Terry's rifles quickly began firing. Bullets flew, sparks flashed, and the warehouse became lively.

Fortunately, the portal was large enough, and Gray and Terry managed to retreat into it in time, while the Night Demons were blocked by the portal.

"Oh, shit. Almost got a claw from that monster," Terry said, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead after entering the hall. He then had the leisure to look around. The ancient and elegant Eastern palace-style architecture surprised these survivors, and Zhang Hao's appearance was also unexpected.

An Eastern man in ancient attire with short hair was speaking relatively fluent English, and more surprisingly, he was from another world and had some knowledge of their modern world. This combination made everyone feel a bit strange, unsure of what to say or how to communicate with him.

"These creatures are truly ugly and vicious. However, aside from their inability to withstand sunlight, in other aspects, except for their lack of intelligence, their physical attributes far surpass ordinary humans," Zhang Hao said, looking at the Night Demons on the screen.

However, the Night Demons were clearly dissatisfied with the disappearance of their prey. After discovering that the portal was indestructible, they quickly destroyed the cameras and other equipment in a fit of rage.

Zhang Hao didn't mind and closed the portal. He turned around and looked at the survivors, who still had a look of confusion on their faces.

"Alright, everyone, welcome to a safe and stable world. You can call this world Kaiyuan. We can discuss other matters later. I see you haven't rested well recently. Perhaps you need a room to have a good sleep before we talk about other things."

Zhang Hao's gaze swept over the weary and weathered faces of the survivors.

Kaiyuan, of course, was not a random name. Zhang Hao might rule many worlds in the future, so he needed to distinguish between them. The Three Kingdoms world was his starting point, and calling it Kaiyuan was quite appropriate. Of course, whether the name was a bit derivative, we won't discuss that.

"However, before that, you need to hand over your firearms. This is my world, and I don't want you to cause any trouble. There is no danger here. You don't need to carry firearms, and the order here will ensure your safety."

"Hand over the weapons. No, that's impossible. I will never give up my gun!" At this moment, a middle-aged white man, still tense and sweating, seemed to be triggered and reflexively aimed his revolver at Zhang Hao.

"Martin, put down the gun," Gray said with a cold and hard expression.

"Hey, I remember I said I don't like having guns pointed at me," Zhang Hao's eyes narrowed slightly. He indeed didn't like it.

Moreover, he needed to subdue these survivors. This wasn't a free and equal America, and Zhang Hao didn't want anyone to defy him in this world.

Additionally, Zhang Hao needed the survivors to help him collect resources, but this wasn't a partnership. He was providing them with a job, and the main and secondary roles must be clear. This was a good opportunity to establish his authority.

The atmosphere became tense, and the survivors were at a loss. Their eyes darted between Zhang Hao and Martin. Suddenly, everyone felt a blur, and Zhang Hao's figure seemed to instantly appear in front of Martin.

The tall and fat Martin was already lifted by Zhang Hao's single hand, his neck being choked, and the revolver in his hand had somehow ended up in Zhang Hao's hand.

Immediately, some survivors instinctively aimed their guns at Zhang Hao.

"I don't like repeating myself," Zhang Hao's gaze swept around, and the cold and stern look made several survivors quickly lower their guns.

"Hey, buddy, relax. Martin has just been too tense lately; he didn't mean to provoke you."

The black man, Moore, raised his hands with a smile, but he clearly hadn't understood the current situation.

"Relax? Do you think I'm afraid of what you might do with these guns?" Zhang Hao's gaze swept over everyone, especially the obvious military personnel. Their guns weren't aimed at him, but they could quickly attack him if something went wrong.

Zhang Hao's lips curled. In such a serious moment, the image of Fire Cloud Evil God suddenly popped into his mind, but it was a good idea.

He opened the safety of the revolver and, under the shocked and strange gazes of the survivors, pointed it at his own head. Without giving them time to react, he pulled the trigger.