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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nFan Jianqiang, this person.

nLike his name, this person was a little… perverted!

nHonestly speaking, if it wasn’t for the harmonious society which saved him, he would have killed this scum back in China.

nThis guy was a senior executive in their company and was the boss’s relative. He strutted around arrogantly usually and liked to bully everyone he saw.

nEspecially when newly recruited handsome guys.

nYes, you didn’t hear wrong. This guy wasn’t playing by the rules.

nThe company did high-quality lingerie designs and there were many beautiful female employees, but this fellow did not like women and preferred men. Wasn’t that infuriating!

nOf course, there was nothing wrong with this in the first place. The problem was that Fan Jianqiang was not honest.

nHe always liked to rely on his authority to touch the new male interns.

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nUnfortunately, Lin Ye had just graduated from university back then. His specialization was unpopular so he was met with obstacles everywhere.

nAfter a few companies, he came to this company and interned for three months. Perhaps because of his looks, Lin Ye was successfully converted into permanent staff.

nSigning a contract, working, and getting a promotion. He thought this would be his path to smoothly reach the peak of his life.

nIn the end, at a business venture, Fan Jianqiang wanted to take advantage of him. How could Lin Ye tolerate that with that temper of his?

nHe exploded on the spot.

nHe picked up a bottle of red wine and split Fan Jianqiang’s head open. Secondly, a kick to cut off his bloodline.

nThirdly, he beat him up with his fists.

nFan Jianqiang was seriously injured, and a few of his ribs were broken.

nAfter that, Lin Ye was held accountable for everything. He paid a lot of medical fees and was almost thrown into jail.

nFortunately, the higher-ups of the company didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and suppressed the news in the end.

nBut after this conflict, the feud was formed.

nHe wanted to quit, but Fan Jianqiang was unwilling to let go and still bore a grudge.

nThe contract was still in Fan Jianqiang’s hands. If he breached the contract, he would have to pay a large amount of compensation.

nAs a result, Lin Ye suffered years of vicious beatings by society.

nDuring this time, perhaps because he decked him too hard the previous time, Fan Jianqiang did not dare to touch him. However, he constantly made things difficult for him at work.

nLowering his job and salary was the first step. He had to serve tea and water to his clients, clean the office, and buy breakfast for his colleagues.

nAt the company meeting, he was never included in the list of outstanding employees to commend and reward.

nIf the company’s performance was affected, he would definitely be the scapegoat.

nThere were also various company ventures. He would always take the ugly role and was responsible for making everyone happy. He also received all kinds of sarcastic insults every day.

nFor the sake of living, he endured it.

nIf it followed the original plan, there was still half a year until the contract expired.

nBefore he resigned, he wanted to settle scores with this bastard and definitely give him a beating.

nBut before he could settle this score, the entire world transmigrated.

nHe had been too busy these two days, so he didn’t think about this at all. Who would have thought that the little rabbit would deliver himself to his doorstep?

nAt the same time, in a territory hundreds of kilometers away near a mountain pass.

nA middle-aged man with a big belly held his Civilization Archive. He was anxious like an ant on a hot pan and kept muttering.

n“Lin Ye, Lin Ye… Although China is rich in resources and there are countless people with the same name, who knew about luck’s game? If it was true, with that brat’s tiger-like personality, I can fool him easily.”

n“Moreover, I, Fan Jianqiang, am only 41 years old. I’m in my prime and still have a lot of good times to enjoy. No matter what the price is, I want to live!”

nA ruthless glint flashed across the eyes of the man called Fan Jianqiang.

nRoar—

nRight at this moment, a large number of zombies’ roars came from outside the territory, as if a small-scale battle had occurred.

nA moment later, more than ten native workers and rangers escaped miserably with injuries.

n“My lord, the ambush failed. You took too much risk yesterday. You shouldn’t have snatched the bronze treasure chest. The Level 2 zombies guarding the treasure chest have surrounded us for an entire day with their zombie minions. It seems that they won’t retreat until we are all dead.”

nThe leader of the rangers looked fatigued and there was a hint of displeasure in his voice.

n“You still dare to blame me? If it weren’t for you useless people who can’t even defeat a Level 2 Swift Zombie, would I have been stuck in my territory and unable to leave? Why don’t you reflect on your own mistakes when you meet with problems? You actually dare to find trouble with your lord. Do you want to die?”

nFan Jianqiang had a bad temper, to begin with. He grabbed the ranger leader’s collar and bellowed.

nAfter losing his temper, the rangers and native workers dared not to say anything.

nAfter a while, a native worker’s stomach growled and he said timidly, “My lord, we haven’t eaten for half a day. Can you give us something to eat? Otherwise, we won’t have the strength to work.”

nAt the mention of food, the rangers looked at Fan Jianqiang.

nOther than the initial recruitment fee, the only requirement they had when they were recruited was food and lodging.

nBut this lord was too stingy.

nAll the living supplies were locked in the bunker. They were only given a little bit every meal and could not eat till they were full.

nAnd this lord still wanted them to work overtime to kill zombies.

nThey were really unlucky to have followed such a lord.

n“Eat? Eat my ass. You will only have the right to eat when you kill the zombies outside. You’re useless and only want to eat. Won’t you die eating too much? All of you have no loyalty to give and your combat ability is trash. Serves you right for being discriminated against in the underworld. You were all born with inferior characteristics. Bleh.”

nFan Jianqiang cursed angrily. He spat five times a second as if he wanted to vent all his anger on these underworld natives.

nMoments later, a green virtual number appeared above every native worker and ranger.

nLoyalty -1, Loyalty -1, Loyalty -1, Loyalty -1…

n“Friendly hint that all your rangers detest your bad attitude. Their loyalty has dropped to 40%.”

n“Friendly hint that all your native workers loathe your bad attitude. Their loyalty has dropped to 45%.”

n“Friendly hint that if loyalty decreases to 30%. All your rangers and native workers will betray you.”

n“Dammit!”

nUpon seeing this, Fan Jianqiang’s originally dark and oily face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He looked at the rangers and native workers with a gloomy expression.

nAfter staring at them for a moment, he suddenly smiled kindly. “Everyone, don’t be angry. I’m just joking with you. Um, don’t you want to eat? That’s easy to solve. Let’s go, Ranger One. Follow me to the bunker to get the supplies. I’ll give you all you need to eat.”

n“Really?” Ranger One couldn’t believe it.

nWhy did his attitude change like that of a monkey? His cat-slit eyes were ever-changing and he was too unpredictable.

n“Boss, I’m hungry too. Hurry up and go.”

n“That’s right. Without food, it’s difficult to even walk, much less kill zombies.”

nHis other lackeys looked eager.

n“Alright.” Ranger One gritted his teeth and nodded, following Fan Jianqiang into the bunker.

nSoon, a scream was heard.

nFan Jianqiang had a ferocious expression on his face as he backstabbed the ranger. With a swing of his axe, he killed Ranger One, who was carrying food.

n“Boss!”

n“My lord, what are you doing?!!”

n“You killed Ranger One!”

nThe others were shocked.

nThe scene of Fan Jianqiang’s face being splattered with blood was reflected in their eyes. At his feet was the corpse of Ranger One.

nUnable to vent his anger, he kicked the corpse and turned around, carrying his Class 2 blue tier axe as he walked out.

nHis expression was fierce as he glared at the native workers and rangers and cursed, “You bastards, I’ve already given you all face. I reprimanded a little and you guys dared to lower your loyalty. Do you really think I don’t dare to kill you? If there’s a next time, I’ll kill all of you and recruit a new batch of people!”

nAfter this threat, the decrease in loyalty really stopped.

nOf course, it did not increase either.

n“Hmph, a bunch of cowards!” Fan Jianqiang said disdainfully.

nHe tore open a bag of bread and ate it in front of everyone.

nThe native workers and rangers swallowed hard.

n“Bastards, don’t say that I didn’t give you a chance. Eat half a meal first. Whoever can kill a zombie will get the remaining half.”

nAs soon as he finished speaking, he kicked the treasure chest which contained a few buns out of the bunker, and scattered them all over the ground.

nTumble————

nThe native workers and rangers gritted their teeth even though they were unwilling.

nBut what could they do?

nThey could only pick up the dust-coated steamed bun from the ground with a humiliated expression and eat it silently.

n“That’s more like it. A servant should act like one.”

nSeeing this, Fan Jianqiang revealed a proud expression.

nAfter dealing with his people, his gaze landed on the Civilization Archive’s chat channel.

nSeeing that Lin Ye did not reply for a long time, Fan Jianqiang continued to @ him crazily.

n“Lin Ye, are you there? If you are, answer quickly! I’m your boss, Fan Jianqiang! Fan Fan…”

n“Fan my ass!”

nLin Ye, who was far away at the Haunted House, almost threw up his dinner.

n“If you continue being so disgusting, I’ll block you.”

nAs if sensing Lin Ye’s impatience, Fan Jianqiang did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. He quickly lowered his voice and smiled apologetically.

n“Just a joke, just a joke. Lin Ye, was that you on the world channel just now? Tell me more.”

nLin Ye’s face was cold. “It’s me.”

nFan Jianqiang was shocked.

nWas it really him? What dog ** luck!

nThen, he was overjoyed. There was finally someone strong near him. Wasn’t there f*cking hope now?

n“That’s great. Brother Lin Ye, quickly think of a way to save me. I’m so scared. These damn zombies are like a plague. They surround the outside my territory every day and don’t leave. I’m so f*cking tired of them.”

n“Lin Ye, listen to me. I will definitely not let you work for nothing. I’ve heard a lot of reliable information these two days. As long as we can survive for a month, we will be able to return to China. If you help me tide through this crisis, our grudges can be written off. I promise to give you a promotion and a raise!”

n“Also, didn’t you lack money? You’re almost at the age where you can get a wife. The property prices at Chang’an are so high. With your salary, how long will it take for you to afford a house? Your parents are only working-class people. You definitely don’t want them to spend their retirement money to buy a house for you.”

n“Look, how about this? Come and help me, I have three unused apartments under my name. You can choose any of them…”

n“Ahem, you don’t have to choose. I’ll give them all to you! If you’re worried, I can use the Civilization Archive to record a video. I won’t lie to you!”

nWho were you trying to fool!

nNot long ago, even the national son-in-law, Qian Bocong, had said that there were no shortcuts. How could Fan Jianqiang have a better background than Old Qian?

nLin Ye sneered in his heart but appeared calm on the surface.

n“Oh? What information channel? Where did you hear it from?”

nOh?

nSeeing that Lin Ye had taken the bait, Fan Jianqiang’s eyes lit up.

nIndeed, he was still young and would smile once he received some benefits.

nHe was as easy to deal with as the cheap slaves outside. Hmph!

n“Don’t worry about that. I promise that the information isn’t fake.”

nIsn’t fake…

nAs if I would believe you!

nIf I don’t kill you this time, I’ll take your surname.

nLin Ye pursed his lips. “I can help you. Take a photo of your surroundings and send me the rough directions. It’s best if there’s a landmark or something.”

nFan Jianqiang said warily, “Lin Ye, I’m telling you first, don’t take revenge on me. Let’s leave a way out so that we can meet again in the future.”

nIn the future?

nDo you still want a future?

nYou must die before sunset!

nI said it!

nLin Ye’s attitude was firm. “It’s up to you whether you want to give it to me or not. I’m busy and don’t have time to waste with you.”

nAfter that, he was about to hang up.

nFan Jianqiang was scared silly. At this moment, he only had Lin Ye to rely on amongst his acquaintances.

nAt midnight, the protection mechanism would disappear and the zombies outside were enough to cut him into pieces.

nAs for the information channel, it was all nonsense. If he had any news, he would have long fled.

n“Don’t, don’t do that. I’ll take a photo. I’ll take the photo right now.”

nFan Jianqiang replied and quickly used his Civilization Archive to take photos of his territory.

nIn the end, he even took a few photos of Goat Horn Mountain opposite his territory and sent them all to Lin Ye.

nFan Jianqiang: “That’s all I have. Lin Ye, you have to be fast. I think our territories are quite near. Hurry up. Even if you can’t find me, survival games like this will usually have a trading market sooner or later. When the time comes, you have to send me more money and weapons. I can buy them from you with China’s currency.”

nSure, he was an expert. He could even make an accurate guess that there would be a trading market.

nLin Ye narrowed his eyes and replied on the surface.

nHe turned off his private channel and blacklisted Fan Jianqiang.

nLooking at the information in his hands, the corners of Lin Ye’s mouth curled into a cold smile.

nJust wait. I’ll ‘save’ you soon.

n“My lord? Your smile is very scary.” Zhang Bao’er shivered.

n“Don’t spout nonsense. How can a kind person like me look frightening?”

nA bright smile appeared on Lin Ye’s face. He teased her a little before turning to shout at Dong Wei, “Ah Wei, are you done filming? Hurry up and upload it. I want to complete the 1 million likes mission as soon as possible and start the market trade.”

n“The introduction and content part of it has already been filmed. All that’s missing is the word ‘panchilaine’!” Dong Wei spoke with an awkward-sounding accent.

nLin Ye was stunned.

n“What the hell?” He frowned.

n“Punchline! My lord, you probably never watched hip-hop back in China. The teachers in the show like to say it like that. Before I transmigrated, that was a popular saying across the internet.”

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nSeeing Lin Ye’s unfriendly expression, Dong Wei quickly explained, “Ahem, in Chinese, it’s just the finishing touch.”

n“Don’t you have a more cultured way of speaking… China is vast and profound with deep cultural roots. There’s always more for you to learn. Why must you learn from the dregs of other races?”

nLin Ye glared at him and urged, “Hurry up, what else do you need? After you’re done, we are going to clean up the next Haunted House. Time is tight, and the mission is important.”

n“Open the treasure chests then. The Lord’s European King talent is exceptional. Every time he opens a treasure chest, it will be a huge hit. That should be the most important finishing touch. At the end of the video, have a short message. Tell everyone that they have benefits that they can get. Those who like the video will have the chance to obtain equipment of various levels or Zombie Souls after the market opens,” Dong Wei said.

n“There’s a reward function? Why didn’t I know about that?” Lin Ye was surprised.

n“Just making it up. No one would know anyway. Let’s get through this mission first.” Dong Wei chuckled.

n“Not bad, Ah Wei. How scheming. I think more and more highly of you.”

nLin Ye patted his shoulder heavily. The pain made him grimace, especially his butt that had just been bitten by a zombie. The wound almost split open.

nTerrified, he hurriedly went to Priest Gran to cast his Sacred Healing.

nLin Ye did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, he took out ten bronze treasure chests from the Civilization Archive’s treasure chest page..

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