[Brother, just let me stay at your place, I'm just a weak girl, I won't do anything to you. Plus, I'm a doctor and, oh yeah, I know how to do massages too. Just give me some food and that's it.]

Seeing that Wang Hao didn't reply, Sun Yaoyao continued to plead coyly.

She really wanted to stay at Wang Hao's place.

Even though Wang Hao's support meant she wouldn't go hungry, her quality of life had significantly declined.

The power had been cut off, and even taking a shower was troublesome.

Being pampered all her life, she couldn't take it anymore.

[Aren't you afraid I might do something to you?]

Wang Hao asked with a chuckle.

[It's the end of the world now, who cares about that stuff? Lots of beauties would be willing to sleep with you just for a bite to eat!

Besides, you've got such a nice voice, you must be handsome too, and so gentle. Yaoyao really likes you.]

Sun Yaoyao activated her "green tea" mode.

Even the three Zhou brothers were lost in her cries of "brother, brother."

Wang Hao was a young man full of vigor, and he hadn't had any for quite some time.

The thought was definitely there.

[Just wait a couple of days, the toxic fog has just cleared up, it's still a bit dangerous! Plus, you need to talk to your cousin to get her approval first, right?]

Rejected?

"Damn! Is this guy still a man or what?"

Zhou the Second spat angrily.

He declined a cute girl delivered right to his door.

"Eunuch! This bastard must be a dead eunuch."

Zhou the Third was also irritated beyond belief.

Only Boss Zhou's eyes flickered.

Just this bit of self-control made Wang Hao quite a character in his eyes.

[Alright then! I'll go work on my cousin, talk later, brother.]

Sun Yaoyao ended the conversation in disappointment.

"Take a shower, get some sleep, check the prompts tomorrow."

Wang Hao stretched lazily.

Although with his current strength in close combat, he wasn't afraid of anyone like Lin Yuennan, he still adhered to caution.

He didn't immediately agree to let Sun Yaoyao come over.

Better to wait and see the prompts first.

Above all, he was worried that Sun Yaoyao was a big fatty.

"Beep beep beep beep"

Just as Wang Hao was getting up to head to the bathroom, an alarm sounded from his tablet.

Wang Hao initially didn't pay it much mind.

Since there were rotting corpses in the courtyard, it occasionally attracted Ghouls.

But, to be safe, he picked up the tablet to check the surveillance footage.

What he saw surprised him completely.

People!

Not Ghouls, not zombies, real living humans, and quite a few of them.

There seemed to be about twenty or more.

Zooming in, there were men, women, young and old among them, but he didn't seem to recognize any of them.

Yet their purpose seemed clear, they were heading straight for his villa.

They were all gathered at the villa's gate.

Leading them seemed to be an elderly man with white hair. He stood at the front, though his hair was graying, his back was straight and he had a strong presence.

He exuded an air of authority from head to toe.

"Excuse me, is the owner of Villa 12, Wang Hao, here?"

The old man's voice was firm and powerful.

"I'm Wang Hao, who are you? And what do you plan to do with so many people?"

Wang Hao asked neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The old man's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He quickly pinpointed the location of the voice and turned his head to look at the camera on his left.

A gentle smile spread across his face:

"Young friend Wang Hao, I am Wu Zicheng."

Wang Hao:...

The old man:...

The crowd:...

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a nauseating stench with it.

The old man's mouth twitched; he forced another gentle smile and gave a bow:

"I am Wu Zicheng."

"Okay, so?"

Wang Hao was a bit puzzled.

He wondered if the old man was senile.

He'd already introduced himself, why do it again?

Wu Zicheng:...

"Kid, Master Wu is a grandmaster of traditional Chinese painting. Haven't you heard of him? Don't you watch the news?"

A fair-skinned young man couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.

His attitude was extremely arrogant and conceited.

With that, Wang Hao did recall a bit.

Wu Zicheng did seem to be quite famous.

He heard that Wu was almost eighty.

But looking at him now, he looked no more than around sixty.

Goodness, these rich people really know how to take care of themselves!

"Uh... so?"

Wang Hao still didn't quite get what they meant.

"You!"

The fair-skinned young man flared up, snapping:

"Kid, Master Wu has come to visit you, shouldn't you come out to greet him? Isn't it right to host him properly?

This is Master Wu! He is..."

"Hey, Xiaoli, it's all just a bunch of empty titles, not worth mentioning."

Wu Zicheng stopped the fair-skinned young man and turned back to the camera with a gentle demeanor:

"Young friend Wang Hao, we've come this time actually to ask if you could lend us some food. We're all residents of Blue Sky Villa District, and since you seem well-off, perhaps you could share some food with us? Of course, we won't take it for free. Antiques, gold bars, designer watches... you name it, even if you want me to paint for you personally."

Now Wang Hao understood completely.

So they were here to "borrow food."

These wealthy folks did have some brains, knowing that money had turned into waste paper now.

Even the numbers in the bank accounts had reset to zero.

So they didn't mention money.

Antiques and gold bars still hold some value.

Especially gold bars, antiques in times of peace, gold in times of turmoil.

This natural currency shows its value during wartime.

But it's not wartime now!

It's the apocalypse!

Food comes first.

"Elder Wu, do you think these things are of much use now?"

Wang Hao asked with a hint of amusement.

"Well...."

Wu Zicheng went silent, his face somewhat embarrassed.

These things indeed weren't very useful now.

The others also looked a bit disheartened.

Most of these people were the upper class, possessing massive wealth and extensive networks.

Even in wartime, they could live quite well.

But now in the apocalypse, everything they had turned to nothing.

"How can they be useless? Gold bars and antiques will never lose their value. And having Master Wu paint for you is an unimaginable honor!

Master Wu's previous auctioned painting opportunity fetched a price of 50 million."

The fair-skinned young man continued to clamour.

Typical~~

Good cop, bad cop routine.

"If you find them valuable, keep them. Anyway, I don't need them. Anything else? If not, I'm going to sleep."

Wang Hao's voice took on a hint of anger.

What's with this nonsense?

Acting so high and mighty!

"Young friend, don't be angry. Xiaoli is too young to understand."

Wu Zicheng quickly chimed in to mediate.

"Young friend! To be honest, I know many people in the military and political circles, and most of the people here have some connections or backgrounds.

Now that the fog has lifted, places are building safe zones. If you can just provide us with some food, enough to keep us from starving, once things stabilize, we can take you to a safe zone. We guarantee we'll repay you handsomely then."

Wu Zicheng offered a condition that was hard for most to refuse.

No matter how strong your fortress is, it can't compare to a safe zone.

Plus, society will be rebuilt in the safe zones, and people still need interaction and commerce.

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