Fernando immediately understood the meaning behind Trujillo's words, and a vicious, crazed grin appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"The Star-Level Shelter is not easy to provoke. You all saw that just now."
"The consequence of offending Li Chen could be the annihilation of your entire army."
"The risk is enormous."
He did not immediately agree to Trujillo's terms, instead speaking with a meaningful undertone.
"You will receive ample food and drinking water, along with anything else you want."
"As long as it is something we can currently provide and still have left over."
Trujillo truly deserved to be called the highest Decision Maker of the White-Headed Sam Empire Shelter.
Trujillo now intended to use the methods once employed by the ancestors of those people from the John Empire, who had once been their big brother...
And were now their little brother.
To deal with the Star-Level Shelter.
"Do you think this move of mine is a little too despicable and shameless?"
After leaving Hua Ju Laboratory Headquarters, while continuing their search for and pursuit of the Third Generation Mutated Zombie.
Trujillo turned around with an amused look and glanced at his Deputy Commander, Keao Gibson, before asking.
"You mean?"
Keao Gibson shook his head, looking puzzled.
Trujillo's expression immediately darkened slightly.
This guy's brain seemed to be working worse and worse...
They needed to get back and undergo examination and treatment as soon as possible!
With that thought, Trujillo narrowed his eyes.
"I mean the matter of making elixirs for those survivors in the Dragon Nation."
Trujillo emphasized.
"Oh... So that is what you meant."
"I do not think you did anything wrong. This decision was even wise."
Keao Gibson nodded in sudden realization and promptly replied.
Hearing that, Trujillo frowned slightly again.
This old guy's answer sounded