The End of the Extreme Dao: I Planted a Sacred Tree and Gained Immortality

Chapter 107 Contradiction (3K subscription required)
Huo Ying avoided the crowd who were washing, went around the construction site from the side, and came to the iron house of Zhang and his son.

The tin house is not soundproof and the sounds inside can be heard clearly.

"We are passing by here and have no ill intentions. We just want to rest for a while before heading to XN City. I didn't expect you to have so much charcoal here. If possible, we would like to exchange some with you."

The room was silent for a long time before Zhang Famao asked tentatively, "How much do you want to exchange?"

The person who spoke laughed: "Aren't you curious about what we exchanged for?"

Zhang Famao's voice was bitter: "Do we have any choice?"

"Actually, there are. My name is Zhou Wenping, and I'm a soldier from the Lianhai City Investigation Team. This is my comrade Meng Zhijun." Zhou Wenping said solemnly, "There have been huge changes in the sea. Lianhai City has been destroyed by monsters from the sea, and the monsters are still spreading to the city. We must get to XN City alive and pass on this information."

"We need weapons, food and gasoline on the road, so we can't exchange them with you." Zhou Wenping said, "But there are five sets of combat uniforms for the investigation team in the car. They are moisture-proof, waterproof, cold-proof and wear-resistant. If you agree, I would like to exchange these five sets of combat uniforms with you for charcoal."

Zhang Famao breathed a sigh of relief, he thought the people in front of him would snatch it.

"It seems you agree." Zhou Wenping nodded with satisfaction. "The denser the population, the more rain ghosts there are. Five sets of combat uniforms in exchange for two-thirds of your charcoal. Alternatively, you can bring all the charcoal and go with us. When we arrive in XN City, I promise to arrange an address for you."

Zhang Famao's eyelids twitched. It turned out that it was still a robbery, but it was just said in a nice way.

Zhang Zhanhong's eyes turned red and he glanced at Zhang Famao secretly.

Zhang Famao held down Zhang Zhanhong. He saw Meng Zhijun noticed Zhang Zhanhong's little move and approached Zhang Zhanhong without leaving any trace. He hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Meng Zhijun, saying, "Switch, switch, of course we will switch. The child is impulsive, don't argue with him."

Then, Zhang Famao scolded Zhang Zhanhong: "Zhanhong, the people in front of us are warriors who have risked their lives for humanity. What are you planning at this time? Hurry up and help load the charcoal onto the truck."

Zhang Zhanhong stiffened his neck, somewhat unwilling to accept the defeat, but when he saw the pleading look in his father's eyes, he sighed and with red eyes he started to pack up the charcoal.

"Meng, come back." Zhou Wenping called Meng Zhijun in a fake voice, and then patted Zhang Famo's shoulder: "This is an emergency. I know it's not easy for you. You are a good father."

Zhang Famao laughed dryly and bent down to tidy up. Those who were qualified to lead the team out of the city were all level three infected people, and there were two of them at once. Zhang Famao and Zhang Zhanhong were just ordinary people. Even if they had Yangshi weapons, they would only die if they resisted.

The two men loaded the charcoal into boxes and carried out one box each. Outside next to the armored vehicle, the people had already washed up, their clothes sticking to their bodies. When they saw Zhang and his son coming out with the charcoal, no one offered to help.

Zhang Famao pretended to look around casually, and he found that the people who got off the car were all wearing clothes of good quality, especially the women, each of them had a good figure and was beautiful.

Then, Zhang Famao lowered his head even more. It was obvious that these were family members of senior officials of Lianhai City, or they were senior officials themselves, otherwise they would not have been escorted out by two level three infected people.

Zhang Zhanhong looked unhappy, but seeing that his father chose to endure it, he didn't want to fail, so he stiffened his neck and opened the car door. The next second, a foul smell came out. Zhang Zhanhong retched and couldn't help but say, "Fuck, this is so disgusting."

"What are you talking about!" Zhang Zhanhong's voice was very low, but it was still heard by a woman who was nearby. Instantly, the woman got angry and rushed to Zhang Zhanhong, pointed her finger at his nose and said, "You have a long nose and you are so mean. If you don't like it, clean the car for me now, right now!"

"Don't, don't be impulsive." Zhang Famao hurriedly pulled Zhang Zhanhong back, then nodded and bowed continuously, then looked at Zhou Wenping for help.

Zhou Wenping frowned, walked over, stretched out his hand, and made a downward motion to signal the woman to stop making noise. Then he looked at the carriage and said to Zhang Famo and Zhang Zhanhong, "Indeed, the carriage is a bit dirty. You guys should be good people. We are escorting important people. Please help clean the carriage again."

Zhang Famao's breathing stagnated, and he pulled Zhang Zhanhong again: "Okay, okay, isn't it just washing a car? These rough jobs are easy to do."

Pushing Zhang Zhanhong behind him, Zhang Famao suddenly pulled out a piece of charcoal with a spike from the wooden box, grabbed the woman's hair, and pressed the spike hard on the woman's neck, even piercing into her skin, and blood flowed out immediately.

"He's an important person, right? Cao, we are the only ones who are worthless!" Zhang Famo's eyes were red. "You two are so close to each other, you have no intention of letting me and my son go, right? Believe it or not, I will kill him now."

Zhang Zhanhong was stunned. Seeing his father explode, he subconsciously wanted to take action as well.

But Zhang Famo kicked Zhang Zhanhong hard, causing him to slide far away in the rain: "Hurry, run, Cao, run far away, stay alive, and give me another grandson!"

Zhang Famo shouted at Zhang Zhanhong, his expression became ferocious, and he stared at Zhou Wenping and Meng Zhijun cautiously: "It's not easy for you to report that an important person is dead. Let my son go, and I won't kill her. Otherwise, we will all forget it."

"Wait, there's no need to be so extreme."

A tall middle-aged man stood out from the crowd. "You, don't come near me!" Zhang Famao was now full of hostility towards everyone.

"My name is An Zaixin, and I'm an academician of the Lianhai Municipal Research Institute. You can listen to me." An Zaixin raised his hands to indicate that he was safe. He then stood between Zhang Famo and Zhou Wenping and said to Zhang Famo, "You are so excited. Even if your son runs away, you will die. There is no need to be like this."

As he spoke, An Zaixin shouted to the crowd, "An Yu, go and help that little brother up."

Among the women, a tall and young-looking girl ran out.

Before Zhang Zhanhong left, An Yu ran to Zhang Zhanhong and pulled him up.

"Don't touch my son!" Zhang Famao was shocked and subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Zhanhong.

An Zaixin moved. He swung his hand and a stone knocked the wooden spike out of Zhang Famao's hand. Then he rushed to Zhang Famao, pushed the hostage woman away, and then handcuffed Zhang Famao's hands behind his back.

The situation was the same on Zhang Zhanhong's side. With the help of An Yu, Zhang Zhanhong was about to stand up, but An Yu suddenly increased his strength, and Zhang Zhanhong's arm was twisted behind his back. An Yu also subdued Zhang Zhanhong.

"Okay, let's go, don't stay here anymore."

An Zaixin did not continue to attack, but just pushed hard, causing Zhang Famao to stagger. An Yu also used the inch force to swing his hand, and the Zhang father and son staggered and were pushed together.

"Old Zhou, Old Meng, forget it. As long as we have the charcoal, don't be impulsive. Let's all live well..." An Zaixin stood in the path that Zhou Wenping and Meng Zhijun would take when they rushed towards Zhang Famao and his son, and tried to smooth things over with a smile.

"Cao, my neck is bleeding, why do you just let it go! My husband died from an infectious disease outbreak caused by his research on weird things, and my son became a level 3 infected person and followed the investigation team through life and death. An Zaixin, you were not the one who got stabbed just now, why do you just let it go! Meng Zhijun, Zhou Wenping, go ahead, kill these two bastards!"

The woman finally came to her senses, then screamed like crazy without any reaction. If An Zaixin hadn't deliberately diverted Zhang Famao's attention, Zhang Famao would have died with her regardless of whether Zhang Zhanhong could escape or not.

"Are you crazy? The end of the world has come and you have lost your humanity?" An Zaixin was a little angry.

"Academician An, he hurt someone after all." Meng Zhijun took a step forward. He did not look at An Zaixin, but stared at Zhang Famao from a distance. But the next second, Meng Zhijun raised his head and looked at an abandoned wall in the construction site.

On the wall, a man dressed in armor was leaning there, staring at the farce happening between the few people.

What shocked Meng Zhijun the most was that he didn't even notice when the armored man arrived. If he hadn't felt that the armored man was deliberately releasing murderous intent towards him, he might never have discovered it.

"Brother!" Zhang Zhanhong shouted excitedly.

Zhang Famao also wanted to shout like Zhang Zhanhong, but his voice suddenly got stuck in his throat. He understood that Huo Ying stood up on purpose.

In the doomsday, Huo Ying could have clearly stayed out of it, but he still stood up for them. Even though the other party was an investigation team and even though they had two combat-type infected people, Huo Ying still chose to help them.

"Level 3 infected person?" Zhou Wenping narrowed his eyes.

Meng Zhijun also hesitated, took a step back without leaving a trace, and stood beside Zhou Wenping. He never expected that in such an ordinary small town, there would be a level 3 infected person staying here.

Zhou Wenping glanced at Meng Zhijun, and the two of them exchanged glances in tacit understanding.

As well-trained soldiers of the investigation team, they are still wearing combat equipment. They are confident that they can kill wild infected people of the same level, but being able to kill does not mean they will not get hurt. They are soldiers from Lianhai City, and when they arrive in XN City, they are likely to be ostracized. Only if both of them preserve their strength can they be valued and get adequate treatment.

"Academician An, what you said makes sense. Let's forget it this time." Zhou Wenping waved his hand, indicating that Zhang Famao and his son could leave.

The woman who was stabbed by Zhang Famao secretly glanced at Huo Ying. She was able to survive until now. Being arrogant does not mean being stupid. She dared to yell at Zhang and his son, two ordinary people, but she dared not say anything when facing a level three infected person.

Not daring to argue anymore, the woman lowered her head and quietly shrank back into the crowd.

"Son, let's go." Zhang Famao breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Zhang Zhanhong.

"Wait." Huo Ying suddenly asked, "Have you finished making my weapon?"

(End of this chapter)