The Squad

"Since you have the ability to go deep into the Street of the Living Dead, why didn't you bring that so-called Living Corpse King back for us to see in person?"

Parick crossed his legs, assuming a comfortable posture as he sat back in his boss's chair, looking down at the other person with a condescending gaze.

Seeing that the general manager still intended to question him to the end, Xia Leng put on a somewhat impatient look.

"You know that we Apocalypse Hunters all have decent danger-sensing abilities. That Living Corpse King is very powerful, and I'm no match for it. However, since it looks like you still don't quite believe me, I can go look for other mercenary companies, and that way you won't have to worry about being framed or deceived by me."

Xia Leng feigned getting up to leave, and this action instantly made Parick's pupils dilate slightly!

No one had ever dared to pull such an unreasonable stunt in front of him. Although he didn't like his subordinates acting all sycophantic toward him, he didn't like people disrespecting him either.

If any other subordinate had pulled such a rude stunt in front of him, their end would certainly be no more comfortable than being thrown into a furnace.

However, compared to the temptation of a new type of evolved creature like the Living Corpse King-which he had never understood before-and his first favorable impression of this indifferent man, it still allowed Parick's about-to-erupt emotions to calm down.

"Hahaha, you're interesting, much more interesting than anyone else I've seen. I like your straightforward personality. Coincidentally, two squads just returned to the base after completing a mission; you can just take those guys to hunt down that Living Corpse King for me!"

Parick stood up and straightened his slightly wrinkled white shirt, then picked up the phone on the mahogany desk and dialed a number, concisely and clearly beginning to deploy the hunting squad.

Meanwhile, Xia Leng had his back to the general manager behind him, a trace of imperceptible craftiness flashing within his pupils. His first objective had already been achieved, and his second goal was to find a way to extract information about the Land of Corpse Cold from this company...

"The personnel have all been arranged and are standing by at the entrance. Do you want to set off now, or rest for a while?" Parick hung up the phone, sat back down, and asked Xia Leng with a smile.

"Let's set off now, because there's no telling when the sun will go down again, or when it will rise once more."

Xia Leng responded indifferently. With the Blacklight Virus blessing him, even after the battle from his previous venture deep into the Street of the Living Dead, he still didn't feel any fatigue at all.

Just as he was about to walk out of this office, Parick called out to Xia Leng one last time, "Since you're looking out for our company like this, what kind of generous reward do you want?"

"Let's talk about it after I manage to survive and come back."

As soon as Xia Leng walked out of the general manager's office, he saw Butler Jonathan standing at the doorway, eyes tightly closed, hands crossed over his chest, seemingly praying for something.

The moment he heard the movement of the door opening and closing, however, it instantly gave him a start. He snapped his eyes wide open to look, and his financial backer was standing right before him safe and sound, his expression still carrying that same indifferent look.

"You're out?! How did it go? Did Lord Parick believe what you said??"

Jonathan hurried up to ask nervously, since this also concerned his own life.

"I don't know. The outcome depends on whether we can capture that Living Corpse King. Are you coming with me?"

Xia Leng turned his head, casting a cold glance at the butler beside him who had mastered the ways of worldly sophistication to an extreme degree.

"Ahem, i... it's fine, I still have a lot of work to busy myself with here at the Fortress, I can't get away..."

The moment Jonathan heard that he had to step out of the safe Fortress and head toward that terrifying, gloomy street, he was so scared that he hurriedly found an excuse to refuse.

"By the way, what are these rooms next door for, and why are they connected together with your boss's office?"

Xia Leng seized the opportunity while the other person's nerves were in a state of high tension to casually ask this important question.

"These rooms? Oh, aside from being the general manager of this Fortress, our boss Parick also serves as a consultant for the company's Scientific Research Team. As for what they're researching, people in lower classes like us have no qualification to know."

Jonathan answered truthfully. In truth, he had no interest in knowing either; he understood the principle that the less you knew, the better off you were.

Afterward, Xia Leng took the elevator back down to the ground floor together with the butler.

After parting ways with the butler, he walked on his own toward the Fortress gates. Parick had said that the two mercenary squads going with him to the commercial street of the living dead were standing by at the gates.

Stepping out of the isolated Fortress, Xia Leng saw two fully armed squads of mercenaries standing before the copper walls and iron ramparts under the blazing sun, among whom were quite a few Baptized One members exclaiming a formidable aura.

Moreover, across a short distance, he heard that some soldiers in the squad had already begun grumbling.

"Damn it, I just came back from a mission, and now they're immediately arranging dirty work for us. The company is really squeezing its employees dry!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let the captain hear you. With his temper, he'll strip your clothes off and throw you out under the sun..."

Listening to the various complaints coming from the squad with his acute senses, Xia Leng walked closer unconcernedly.

"You're the important person Lord Parick mentioned?"

Right at that moment, a massive brute blocked Xia Leng's path, asking him with an arrogant tone.

Raising his head to look, Xia Leng saw another strength-type Apocalypse Warrior standing nearly two meters tall with a fierce expression all over his face. His strength hovered somewhere between the second and third stages, and he was very likely about to break through to the third phase.

"Mn, you must be Captain Philip. We can set off now."

Xia Leng replied indifferently, then walked right around him, giving this self-important Apocalypse Warrior a snub right at the start...

"You bastard!"

Philip was stunned, then grew somewhat angry. He couldn't detect the aura of a Baptized One's identity from the other person, yet the guy dared to ignore him like this-could he possibly be a brain-enhanced intellect?

However, he didn't go straight to cause trouble for Xia Leng either, because since general manager Parick had spoken of him with such importance, he must definitely have some extraordinary strong points.

Therefore, petty-minded as he was, he silently bottled up this displeasure...

"Hello, I'm Gilbert, captain of the Falcon Squad. I heard that you're an Apocalypse Hunter just like me?"

Then, another man exuding a special aura walked over with a smile. Compared to the first one, Philip, he was exceedingly gentlemanly.

Xia Leng looked at him: a dark-complexioned face, hawk-like sharp eyes, and an outstretched arm that wasn't overly bulky but packed with streamlined muscle lines. At a single glance, he could tell that the other person was an agility-enhanced hunter, so he too reached out his hand to shake the other's.

"Hello. Can we set off now?"

Xia Leng's tone remained just as flat, though compared to his past behavior, uttering a greeting already counted as quite a rare feat...

"Hahaha, I figured you'd be an agility-enhanced hunter too, being in such a rush. Well then, let's set off right now. Philip, have your squad start the vehicles, and let's go on a satisfying hunt once again!"

Afterward, Xia Leng heard several deafening engine roars erupt from behind him!