Go to Shangjing with Me

While Nandu Base was thrown into turmoil for an entire day by Chu Han's arrival, several people sat scattered across benches beside the road leading to Shangjing Base. Someone nearby was even smiling as they served tea and water.

To avoid the zombies in the cities, enterprising people had set up all sorts of money-making ventures along the roads. Crude teahouses, restaurants, and inns provided for travelers' needs, mostly serving independent hunters, and their prices were steep.

"I say, the stuff you sell at this teahouse is too limited." A man who clearly looked extraordinary spoke to the teahouse owner. "How about placing an order with me? I can head into the city and bring you back a batch of premium goods."

"How could a humble man like me afford to hire someone like you? One look at you tells me you're a powerful hunter." The teahouse owner sat on a rock, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "I set up my stall here because I've got some guts, and because I'm a first-order New Human myself. I sell ordinary goods that you can afford, and I'm happy staying here. But if the goods become valuable and scarce, I'm afraid I'll get robbed!"

"That makes sense!" A fierce-looking man beside them, with bulging eyes and a vicious expression, immediately chimed in. "Those of us still traveling in the apocalypse are all walking on knife edges. What wouldn't we do? No one would rob you over this plain tea and simple food, but anything else is hard to say. Don't bring a fatal disaster on yourself."

"Exactly, exactly." Startled by the man's intimidating appearance, the teahouse owner repeatedly agreed.

Mercer, who had been sitting silently in a corner, continued eating barely edible cold rice and drinking cloudy water, uninterested in the