Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 100 - The King Covers the Tiger 100_1

Chapter 100: The King Covers the Tiger 100_1

Chapter 100: The King Covers the Tiger 100_1

“What is a hero?” Duge interrupted everyone and suddenly stood up, “Sacrifice oneself for justice, step forward in the face of danger. Selfless and altruistic, sacrificing for others… What do you mean by having me hide behind? You look down on me, Brother Hu?”

The loyalty of people like Gu Kun surprised Zhang Zhenkui, but Qi Feihu’s recklessness also gave them a headache. You’re just a thug, what kind of hero are you trying to be?

With the current situation, isn’t it the best choice for you, with your deterrence, to command from the rear?

Zhang Zhenkui frowned slightly, had he overestimated him?

Was everything he had done before just blind luck?

Zhang Zhenkui hesitated for a moment, then decided to still use his extensive life experience to persuade Duge to stay behind: “Chairman Qi, now is not the time to play the hero…”

“Manager Zhang, no need to say more,” Duge waved his hand, cutting him off again, “In this moment of crisis, I must lead by example to truly command respect.” He slammed his pistol down on the table with a smack, “Besides, who among them can fight like me?”

Zhang Zhenkui: “But…”

Duge said: “No buts, this trip not only involves going out, but we also need to expand the market for the company and pull in business. Without me, who among these people would negotiate deals?”

Searching for resources is searching for resources, what the fuck is negotiating business?

Looking at the obstinate Duge, Zhang Zhenkui subconsciously clutched his heart, feeling that his judgment about Duge yesterday had been completely blind.

What group effect?

What domestication?

This son of a bitch was just a clueless thug, a piece of crap that can’t be molded…

If it weren’t for the newly established Charity Unlimited Company stabilizing the order in the underground garage, Zhang Zhenkui would have felt like slamming his files down and walking away, never dealing with this brute again.

But he couldn’t leave, he had to be responsible for cleaning up after Duge, at least to prevent chaos from arising in the garage.

…

Impulsive, reckless!

Going about things in a random, hit-or-miss fashion.

He really had thought too much.

Yao Tong didn’t feel there was anything wrong with his behavior just now, and as he watched the raging Duge, he started to think about how he could kill him legitimately while looking for supplies, so he could smoothly take over his position.

“Chairman Qi really has loyalty.” Moved beyond measure by Duge’s insistence on going out with them, Gu Kun and the others re-embraced their thug nature, slapping their chests and saying, “Brother Hu, rest assured, with the brothers here, we absolutely won’t let you lose a single hair.”

“Alright, that settles it,” Duge declared with a sweep of his hand, “Tomorrow, the business department and the marketing department will come out with me to expand the market. Tonight we feast, outfit ourselves with all sorts of weapons. Manager Gu, you figure out the combat formations and such, make sure there’s good coordination between each other;

Logistics, be ready to receive the supplies;

Information department is working overtime tonight, turn on the radios, tune into several channels, get a sense of what’s happening outside;

After we head out, security is in charge of maintaining warehouse order, fending off mutant animals and others from breaking in;

Technical team, get ready to study these mutant animals, see how to process them so humans can mutate like them, this is the core of the company, it must be done well. The company’s just been established, everyone’s going to have to work hard…”

Commands were issued orderly, aside from the seemingly far-fetched idea of processing mutant animals so humans could mutate too, the rest was quite credible.

…

That evening.

The warehouse was bustling.

About fifty young and strong people from the business and marketing departments gathered together.

They were selecting all kinds of weapons in the warehouse, sharpening and retrofitting them, including kitchen knives, rolling pins, baseball bats, crowbars, steel pipes, and so on.

Their expressions dreary, they kept their heads down, unwilling to talk much.

Anyone who had survived here had seen the power of the mutant animals and naturally knew that this trip was akin to a suicide mission.

No one wanted to go.

But with a thug like Qi Feihu leading the charge, they really couldn’t find an excuse not to follow…

Zhang Zhenkui watched the hunting party and understood Duge’s intentions once more. Under these circumstances, if Qi Feihu didn’t take the lead, the young people in the warehouse might indeed fail to unite.

Indeed.

He had thought too simply.

Bravery and strategy.

If Qi Feihu survived this ordeal, he could really make something of himself!

…

Duge, of course, knew that Zhang Zhenkui’s proposal was the right one.

He was now the core of the underground garage group; if something happened to him, the garage would be finished.

Both reason and emotion suggested that staying behind to oversee the garage was the best option.

But if he wanted to grow, he had to meet the key requirements: he couldn’t rely on kindness for now, so he had to develop trade.

When his growth was at stake, he had to handle it personally.

Moreover, not to use the loyalty to recruit a few subordinates would be a disservice to such a flagrantly powerful skill.

The difficulty of the keywords had increased, and Duge no longer wanted to flip the table.

All he wanted now was to squeeze himself into the top ten so he could qualify for the next simulation…

…

Duge was a person who pursued maximum efficiency in his activities and had seen the benefits of loyalty.

When it was time for the second meal, it was natural to trade “Brother Hu the Great Benefactor” for loyalty.

The people in the garage were not cautious about Duge; they simply expressed their stance. Everyone happily sold their loyalty over a meal.

…

That evening.

With Duge’s consent, Yao Tong found some underwear to wear over his pants, walking around the warehouse like a lunatic, beginning his unique growth.

However.

His growth was not going smoothly, as there were always curious and energetic children chasing after him, imitating his behavior.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he could not kill the children, so he had to rack his brains to change his attire and gestures, to make himself stand out…

While showcasing his uniqueness, he was also observing the people in the garage, searching for the person stalking him, including Qi Feihu.

The seed of suspicion had been planted. No matter how much he tried to convince himself, he would still have doubts.

But the snoring from Duge’s room began not long after, and Yao Tong quickly shifted his attention away from him.

As the attributes of the participants in the simulation increased, their sleep gradually decreased. Qi Feihu made such a ruckus but fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow; he probably wasn’t a contestant…

…

A quiet night passed.

The next day.

The price for breakfast was reverted to “Brother Hu the Great Benefactor.”

During the trade, Duge checked his ranking. He had moved up twenty places, currently at 160th, but the total number of people in the simulation had dropped to just over five hundred, which was a much faster rate of elimination than the previous simulation.

He sighed. Even with keywords in the End World, survival was not easy.

And with a keyword like trade, rapid growth required expanding the scale of trade and increasing the number of trading partners.

Merely making small deals in the warehouse, he probably wouldn’t even make it to the top ten by the end of the simulation…

…

“Chairman Qi, a large refugee shelter has been established in West Forest City. The military is said to be maintaining order there, calling on all surviving refugees to converge there and build a new home together,” Han Xuecai from the information department reported enthusiastically to Duge about yesterday’s monitoring.

The people nearby perked up their ears, excitedly asking, “Old Han, is that true?”

“Is the government in charge there?”

“Hurry up and tell us, what’s the situation with that shelter?”

…

Compared to the Charity Unlimited Company established by Duge, a large and organized shelter was obviously more likely to make these survivors feel a sense of belonging, especially after hearing that there was a military order there, which made them even more long for it.

“Don’t get too happy too soon,” Duge huffed, throwing cold water on their excitement. “I ask you, how far is West Forest City from us?”

“Over eight hundred li,” Han Xuecai said after a moment’s hesitation.

“If they have a military force, why don’t they go out and gather refugees instead of having the refugees actively go there?” Duge said, “Over eight hundred li, think about the risk on the way, how many will die. Don’t they know that?”

“Maybe they can’t manage it all!” someone muttered softly.

“If they can’t manage, they should tell everyone to hide in place, store more food, and wait for their rescue instead of letting refugees risk their lives to go there,” Duge said. “That shelter obviously wants to use this method to attract more people, to expand their team, to serve them. They don’t care how many people die on the way. In the End World, people are everything, don’t think too highly of them.”

With those words, everyone fell silent.

“Let’s focus on surviving first. In this chaotic world, there aren’t many kind-hearted and conscientious people like me anymore.” Duge laughed softly, shaking his head and grabbing a child nearby, “Little guy, do you think I’m kind? If you say the right thing, I’ll give you a piece of chocolate!”

The child, frightened at first by being grabbed by Duge, saw the chocolate in his hand and blinked a few times, saying in a milky voice, “Brother Hu is the kindest.”

“Good boy, let me tell you a principle, don’t judge a book by its cover. Some people who look ugly and fierce aren’t necessarily bad,” Duge said with a smile as he ruffled the boy’s head, stuffing the chocolate into his hand, “Remember what I said. When Brother Hu comes back, I’ll bring you more chocolate.”

After sending the child away, Duge looked up, “Anything else?”

“Besides gathering refugees, they also kept broadcasting a code – ‘The King Covers the Tiger,'” Han Xuecai said.

Duge was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Yao Tong, who was wearing his underwear inside out and sporting a ponytail sticking straight up, and laughed, “Yao Tong, it seems they have some of your kind there!”

Yao Tong’s face darkened, and he couldn’t help but curse, “Fuck!”

Duge chuckled and then asked, “Anything else?”

“A shelter in a bunker in Linjiang City also broadcast the same code, ‘The King Covers the Tiger,’ while also spreading information about the Heavenly Demon. The characteristics are exactly as Yao Tong described. They’re warning everyone to be careful and vigilant. The danger of the Heavenly Demon is no less than that of mutant animals, and if they are found, they should be killed on the spot while they are still weak,” Han Xuecai said, glancing at Yao Tong, “They said everyone should be careful, the Heavenly Demon’s threat is not minor.”

“Fuck!”

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Yao Tong cursed again, his mouth twitching, then turned to Duge, “Brother Hu, other Heavenly Demons might be harmful, but I’m different. I’ve already signed a contract with you, harmful to no one, no, beneficial without harm!”