At Chen Luo's base, the members killed zombies every day and searched for supplies along the way. They brought back substantial hauls each day.
But consumption was high too. Rice alone accounted for more than two tons a day.
He also needed to organize expeditions from time to time to train his members and gather more supplies before the zombies evolved to level four.
Chen Luo asked, "How many people do you have?"
Lei Hao said, a little embarrassed, "Only six hundred, but they're all level three, and two are level four."
Chen Luo wasn't surprised. These days, level twos were as useless as level ones had been before.
Every member of Chen Luo's group had reached level three over a month ago. New recruits weren't even allowed in unless they were elites among level threes.
Chen Luo asked with another smile, "Then what share do you want?"
Naturally, whoever contributed more and had greater strength deserved the larger share. If Lei Hao asked for an even split, then goodbye-Chen Luo would go by himself.
Lei Hao had already prepared his answer and replied without hesitation, "Brother Chen Luo, you have more people and will contribute more. Although I'm providing the location, I only want thirty percent."
Chen Luo immediately said, "Deal."
Chen Luo wasn't one to haggle over every little thing. Thirty percent wasn't much.
As for whether Lei Hao had come with ulterior motives, Chen Luo had nothing to fear. Besides, didn't he have Rice?
Lei Hao sincerely wanted to cooperate. He wasn't setting a trap.
Chen Luo and Lei Hao agreed to set out the following morning.
Lei Hao left satisfied.
Chen Luo was all smiles as he picked up the large rooster Lei Hao had left behind.
This rooster was far shrewder than Little Red. It