Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Zhang Su grasped the saber in his hand, unlocked room 202, and pushed the door open. As it opened, voices came from inside.

"Does everyone on Celestial Horse Island usually get up this early? Making a racket before six o’clock!"

Wu Baokang snored loudly, but in reality, he was a light sleeper. As soon as Zhang Su and the others clomped up the stairs, he woke up and grumbled when he heard the door open.

Click, Zhang Su turned on the light, and the blinding brightness made Wu Baokang raise his hand to shield his eyes.

"What the hell, you couldn’t say something before turning on the lights..."

"Stop whining, the situation is not as you described. You’re not going anywhere. Come on!"

Zhang Su took out some plastic cable ties and a roll of steel wire from his bag.

"What do you mean? Why are you tying me up?"

Wu Baokang blinked his dry eyes, with gunk still at the corners, looking puzzled at Zhang Su. When he saw what was in Zhang Su’s hands, he immediately understood and snapped awake, instinctively pulling his hands back.

"Didn’t you tell me you’d report back by tomorrow at the latest, and then Liao Youzhi would decide on further actions based on the situation? But your boss Liao Youzhi notified the other three groups at five o’clock to get ready to attack. Can you explain this, why?"

Zhang Su’s face went cold, and his expression was very stern.

"What?!"

Wu Baokang was stunned, his face cartoonishly dumbfounded, and he quickly shook his head. Seeing Zhang Su looking like he was ready to kill, he knew it wasn’t a joke and quickly said, "No way, absolutely no way! Liao Youzhi is always thorough in his planning and wouldn’t change it easily. Where did you get this information? Someone’s tricking you!"

Zhang Su would doubt any sources of information, but he wouldn’t doubt the info from Li Zongkai unless Li Zongkai himself was deceived—an unlikely but possible scenario that didn’t stop him from getting ready for a fight.

"Someone deceived me? My information is indisputable; it seems Liao Youzhi has fooled you. Your boss plans to ditch you guys, doesn’t he?"

Zhang Su began to provoke.

"Impossible, impossible... Oh no..."

Wu Baokang’s expression changed multiple times as he mulled over the situation in his mind, unable to make sense of it. He pulled angrily at his hair.

"Come on, you’re a valuable hostage now. I promised earlier not to kill you, and I keep my promises. But you’d better hope Liao Youzhi has some loyalty left, and when it counts, can’t bear to shoot you. Otherwise, you’re dead meat..."

Zhang Su shook the rope in his hand.

"There’s definitely something wrong here; I absolutely didn’t deceive you!"

Wu Baokang had no options; he couldn’t fight and couldn’t outrun them. With no choice left, he extended his hands and turned his head to the side. This time, he didn’t try any tricks. After being caught a few times yesterday, he was well aware of the gap between him and Zhang Su and wouldn’t try anything foolish again.

In a few moves, Zhang Su tightly bound Wu Baokang’s arms, with fine steel wire around his wrists, hemp rope at his elbows, and even cable ties on his fingers...

"Ha ha..."

Wu Baokang tilted his head, looked at his arm, and let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Feels like I’m a pig ready for slaughter at New Year. King Yama, do you really have so little confidence you need to tie me up like a pig?"

Zhang Su, satisfied, tugged at the knots, pulling Wu Baokang out as he said, "Quit blabbering, no one’s got the time to babysit you!"

Once outside the room, Wu Baokang looked down the corridor and saw other captives standing tied up. Worse than him, their upper bodies were trussed up with ten loops of rope, almost like dumplings. The guards even held burlap sacks, looking like they planned to cover their heads.

Before long, Zhang Su brought the ten hostages to Little Lucky, noticing everyone had gathered in the courtyard instead of waiting in the restaurant.

"Buddy, are you planning to negotiate with Liao Youzhi by bringing these guys?"

Zhao Dezhu, who had been squatting in a corner smoking, jumped to Zhang Su’s side to ask about the situation, having seen the large group arrive.

The others also looked toward Zhang Su. They had gathered quickly but didn’t know the exact purpose yet.

"Liao Youzhi notified Civilization Guardian and the Little Eagle Association to attack us at 5 a.m.!"

One line from Zhang Su instantly quieted the scene.

At that moment, Wu Daqiang entered the courtyard carrying a signal transmitter, seeing the tense atmosphere nodded to people quietly and moved aside. During this, he made eye contact with Wu Baokang, both showing complex emotions.

"Brother Su, Gong Chengming assured us that the Survivor Alliance isn’t interested in the north, yet here they come to attack us. Got to give them a lesson!"

Qi Xiaoshuai was the first to speak, sniffing as he had caught a cold from getting out of his warm bed in the early morning.

"A lesson? Heh..."

Lu Yubo chuckled sinisterly, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the ten hostages, saying coldly, "The Yama Corps name wasn’t just for show. If they dare come, we’ll send them on their way!"

"Quiet, listen to me."

Zhang Su raised his hand to gather everyone’s attention on himself, speaking deeply, "Given the situation, there’re secrets I need to tell you. Li Zongkai—Old Li, who stormed the Wenhua Road Barracks with us—is one of us!"

"Old Li didn’t know Celestial Horse Island was my place, so he agreed to team with Liao Youzhi against us. Similarly, I wasn’t aware Old Li was with the Civilization Guardian. We almost attacked our own people..."

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Besides the few who already knew, the rest were shocked by this bombshell. Even though they trusted Zhang Su greatly, some couldn’t help but doubt. They only confirmed it was true upon seeing Wu Daqiang’s indifferent demeanor.

Not just the Celestial Horse Island folks but also Wu Baokang and the five from the Apocalypse Corps were stunned by such unexpected revelations. It was astonishing.

This chaos added yet another variable to an already chaotic situation, leaving the future uncertain for everyone.

"Didn’t expect that the renowned Civilization Guardian is profoundly linked to Celestial Horse Island. Unbelievable, just unbelievable. This is getting more chaotic, ever more chaotic... Hahaha!"

Wu Baokang suddenly laughed, realizing that Liao Youzhi had seriously gathered intel, but lacked this information entirely!

"Didn’t you hear my brother says he and Old Li knew nothing about each other’s matters, let alone your boss. You’re really dimwitted!"

Zhao Dezhu seized the chance to scold Wu Baokang, after being severely cursed before gagging him last night.

Wu Baokang ignored Zhao Dezhu, rolling his eyes skyward, muttering under his breath, impossible for anyone to hear clearly, but this fearless attitude sparked Zhao Dezhu’s anger.

Zhang Su didn’t mind the chaos; after all, chaos is a ladder to ascend!

"The Civilization Guardian is just one aspect. There’s another matter!"

Zhang Su’s eyes scanned the Apocalypse Corps captives, speaking casually: "Liao Youzhi doesn’t simply want to take the northern sector; his plan, according to Wu Baokang, is to use the confusion to eliminate the other three factions and dominate the northern part of Qin City himself!"

"Ah?"

The leader of the Apocalypse Corps, a tall skinny man, turned pale, incredulously staring at Wu Baokang. Seeing Wu’s contemptuous expression, he realized Zhang Su wasn’t lying to sow discord; it was true!

"You, Survivor Alliance, are disgraceful! Promising to share the territory, yet stabbing us in the back. Liao Youzhi’s deceitful, vile, shameless!"

The tall skinny man cursed, spittle flying.

Unperturbed by the rant, the five Survivor Alliance members remained indifferent. Since time immemorial, victors write history. Especially in this devouring world, who cares about honor and loyalty...

"Quiet!"

Zhang Su glared at the still-cursing tall skinny man.

"Yes!"

The tall skinny man immediately silenced, standing ready, "King Yama, I’m Fan Dahai, Knight of Light from the Apocalypse Corps, willing to fight the Survivor Alliance!"

"Pfft..."

Before Zhang Su could respond, Lu Yubo couldn’t help but laugh, "Really? You? A Knight of Light? Are you joking?"

"Cough cough..."

Yuwen coughed lightly, maintaining earnestness, "The Knight of Light, Lamorak among the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, one of the three strongest knights, is rumored to be unmatched with a spear."

Yuwen’s explanation gave everyone a clearer picture of the Knight of Light. Looking at the scrawny man’s superficial toughness, they thought he sullied the light and degraded the knight. They were puzzled why the Apocalypse Corps leader gave him such a title. A real head-scratcher.

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