Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

Chapter 1569 - 890: _2



Chapter 1569 - 890: _2

Xiao Ding stared blankly at the dagger in Dapao’s hand, subconsciously lowering his hands and clamping his legs together."Brother Pao, let’s talk next time, next time. You go ahead and focus on your work."

"Alright then."

Dapao seemed not entirely satisfied, then sneered and looked at the others.

In front of the car.

The driver and co-driver exchanged glances, neither of them looking pleased.

"Later, see if we can swap cars with Brother Ma and the others; I’m not familiar with this one."

"Yeah, me neither."

Sometimes, just watching an interrogation can be torturous.

Because Dapao’s way of interrogation always gives the viewers a sense of substitution.

Not from the perspective of the aggressor or interrogator, but from the perspective of the person being tortured.

...

Along the way, it was like autumn winds sweeping away fallen leaves.

Ju Tianrui and Dong Tai were driving four infantry fighting vehicles ahead.

In the sky, Third Uncle and others conducted reconnaissance. Once the traces of the Southeast Asians were discovered, they immediately reported and launched an attack.

With the coordination between Third Uncle in the sky and Ju Tianrui on the ground, progress was smooth.

From Gui City all the way to Kun City, here and there, they encountered three or four groups of Southeast Asians.

The result of the battles was undeniable—all were annihilated.

On the transport vehicle, the confiscated weapons were piled up like a small hill, and the medical vehicle had two new lightly injured personnel.

Kun Province, Qu City.

Another one-sided fierce battle ended.

Ju Tianrui hurried to where Li Yu was, next to the armored RV.

"Director Li, a large number of survivors were found here. Two old men say they want to see you. I initially refused them, but they insisted on seeing you."

"Old men?"

"Not really old men, around fifty, they seem to have some status among the survivors. It looks like this group of survivors is a bunch of university students, the old men might be professors."

"Let them come over."

"Alright."

Seeing Li Yu agree, Ju Tianrui quickly picked up the walkie-talkie: "Let them come over."

A few minutes later, after checking and examining the two old men, a few people escorted them over.

Li Yu scrutinized these two old men.

The two old men looked rather disheveled, their eyes full of exhaustion.

One of the old men, despite being dirty all over, had the air of a scholarly type, obviously a learned person.

The other old man looked much more ordinary, and if he weren’t standing next to the other old man, Li Yu might even think he was no different from the other survivors.

As he sized up the two old men, the two old men were also observing Li Yu.

The two old men exchanged a glance, and finally, the old man with the scholarly air spoke: "Are you the leader of this group?"

"Yes."

"Are you with the Government?"

"No."

"Then why do you look like it? And where did you get this equipment?"

"Not telling you."

"Why can’t you say?"

"Too complicated to explain."

Hearing Li Yu’s response, the old man was caught off guard and didn’t know how to continue questioning.

And Li Yu didn’t have any particularly good tone or attitude towards this old man either.

Damn! Asking questions nonstop as if this were before Doomsday.

Why should I?

Answering you is out of respect for the elderly, not an obligation, especially since I’ve saved their lives; they owe me a debt of gratitude.

Shouldn’t they express their thanks first?!!

The scholarly old man, upon hearing Li Yu’s answer, immediately lowered his gaze, deeply disappointed.

Initially, upon seeing Li Yu and his group attacking and leaving the damned Southeast Asians with no survivors, he was inspired, thinking they were Government people.

But he was disappointed to learn that Li Yu and his group weren’t Government people.

Inexplicably, he suddenly felt a lack of confidence.

Li Yu didn’t question him further, just kept staring at him. He only gave them two minutes, and once the two minutes were up, he’d naturally have them leave.

Just then, the ordinary-looking old man suddenly nudged the scholarly old man beside him and spoke:

"No matter who you are, we thank you for saving us! Thank you, without you, our students would probably all have been taken to Lao Country."

The scholarly old man, hearing what the other old man said, came to his senses and said to Li Yu: "We thank you. Where are you headed next?"

Damn, more questions.

I haven’t even started questioning you yet.

But upon hearing the ordinary-looking old man mention the word "students," Li Yu’s eyes lit up.

The Big Camphor Tree Base is currently lacking high-quality personnel.

If these two old men are teachers, their students are at least university students, right?

So he asked: "Students? From what school?"

The ordinary-looking old man sighed and replied:

"We are from Yun University. After the zombie outbreak, we survived at school with some graduate and doctoral students. Recently, we heard the Southeast Asians were coming to burn and loot, so we ran east.

Originally, we thought of avoiding the main road and taking the back roads, but unfortunate as we were, we ran into those Lao Country people last evening.

If it weren’t for you, we’d likely have been taken to Lao Country, unable to survive.

We thank you again!"

After saying this, he bowed to Li Yu.

His attitude was very sincere.

Li Yu’s eyes sparkled with interest.

985, 211 university graduate students.

Not bad!

He had already experienced the benefits of high-end talents, with An Ya, Bai Jie, and Meng Yu all being graduate students from top universities.

If it weren’t for An Ya, the Big Camphor Tree Base’s agriculture wouldn’t have developed to this scale.

Though Grandpa and the others knew about farming, these agricultural graduate students were all-rounders.

If it weren’t for Bai Jie, the Big Camphor Tree Base wouldn’t have the enhanced version of the Zombie Attraction Potion.

If it weren’t for He Bing, there wouldn’t be mobile switch blades now.

If it weren’t for Kong Shuang, many of the soaps and aviation kerosene, among other things used in the base now, wouldn’t exist.

...

So Li Yu didn’t remain seated; he stood up, even helping the old man up in the process.

The previously impatient expression vanished, and now with a big smile, he said to the two old men:

"I’m humbled, truly."

Then he asked the first question:

"May I ask what fields you specialize in?"

The scholarly old man understood the situation now too.

He became modest, proactively answering Li Yu’s question: "I studied physics and know some languages too."

Then he pointed to the other old man beside him and said: "He’s an agricultural professor, taught by xxx"

When Li Yu heard the name of the mentor, his eyes widened.

That person is the most amazing agricultural giant, revered in the ancient world.

At this moment, the ordinarily looking old man seemed to shine in Li Yu’s eyes.

Very bright indeed!

In Doomsday, what matters most?

Food!

Having a top agricultural professor, what does that mean?

Li Yu was excited, he couldn’t help but be excited.

An Ya is already so remarkable, let alone a person who had learned under that person!!

The ordinary-looking old man, slightly shaking his head, modestly said:

"Old Zhang, don’t flatter me."

Then pointing to the scholarly man, he said to Li Yu: "He knows seven languages, including Burmese, which might help you."


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