Chapter 43 Huo Yuan Leads a Team to the Door: Wanwan, I'll Risk My Life to Pay Your Rent

The air defense alarm in the Central Control Room was still shrieking piercingly.

Lin Xingwan's eyes turned cold, and she flipped her wrist with lightning speed.

"Click!"

A cold, heavy compound heavy crossbow was instantly gripped in her palm.

The steel and carbon fiber crossbow bolt was already loaded, glinting with a chilling light.

She stared at the raider convoy on the big screen, her thumb resting lightly on the trigger.

Just as she prepared to lock onto the burly man holding the machine gun, a sudden change occurred in the footage at the edge of the screen.

Amidst the flying yellow sand and distorted heat waves, three pitch-black heavy armored vehicles, welded with exaggerated anti-collision steel spikes, roared out from the corner of the mountain road like frenzied ancient beasts!

They moved with extreme speed, carrying a violent momentum that threatened to crush everything in their path.

"Bang—!"

With a deafening boom, the lead black armored vehicle didn't even hit the brakes.

It slammed directly into the rear of the raiders' george patton!

Sparks flew everywhere!

The immense impact sent the several-ton SUV flying instantly.

The burly man holding the machine gun hadn't even reacted before his entire body was thrown out through the sunroof.

Like a broken sack, he slammed heavily onto the sixty-plus degree scorching asphalt road, not even letting out a scream.

"Who is that!"

The remaining raiders were terrified, frantically turning their guns.

But the black armored vehicles didn't give them a chance to catch their breath.

The sunroofs on the vehicle roofs popped open, and several large-caliber heavy machine guns emerged simultaneously.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat!"

A dense net of gunfire instantly covered the raiders' convoy, turning them into riddled honeycombs.

The battle ended within thirty seconds, clean and efficient.

Lin Xingwan watched the surveillance, raising an eyebrow.

The camera zoomed in.

On the doors of those three black armored vehicles, a dark red, dripping fang logo was clearly printed.

"Sky Wolf."

Lin Xingwan chuckled, loosened her finger, and returned the heavy crossbow to the quiver on her back.

She turned to look at Huo Yuan beside her.

"Your people?"

Huo Yuan had his hands in his pockets, his cold, hard face showing no surprise.

"I told you, I've been gathering them these past few days."

He walked to the control console and pressed the button to disarm the alarm.

"I saw you were having fun earlier, so I didn't rush to tell you."

"Let's go, time to greet our guests."

Lin Xingwan pursed her lips and followed him toward the blast-proof outer door on the first floor of The Fortress.

"Rumble—"

The one-meter-thick titanium alloy door slid slowly to both sides, accompanied by a dull mechanical sound.

Outside the door, those three armored vehicles were already parked steadily on the open ground in front of the gate.

The car doors pushed open.

A suffocating, sixty-five-degree scorching heat wave, mixed with a thick smell of blood, instantly poured in wildly!

Lin Xingwan frowned as she was choked by the hot wind.

Huo Yuan, however, walked out without the slightest hesitation, stepping directly into this living hell.

Even in such lethal high temperatures, this man wore only a black tactical vest, his muscular lines bulging.

The wild, extremely dangerous aura radiating from him was even hotter than the temperature.

From the armored vehicles, ten men wearing full combat gear and soaked in sweat jumped down in unison.

Each of them was equipped with heavy firepower and carried a heavy black briefcase in their hands.

These were the core confidants of the Sky Wolf Squad, each one a tough character who had rolled out of piles of dead bodies.

"Boss!"

Lu Ting pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, which were obscured by sweat, and stepped forward quickly.

"We encountered some tails on the road, which delayed us a bit."

"We've emptied out our stash, and the brothers have all been brought here in one piece."

Huo Yuan nodded and took the heavy metal box handed over by Lu Ting.

He turned around and, stepping on the scorching ground, walked step by step toward Lin Xingwan, who was standing in the shadows of the doorway.

"Bang."

Huo Yuan unceremoniously dropped the metal box at Lin Xingwan's feet.

The lid popped open.

Inside, fifty bright yellow gold bars were neatly stacked.

Next to them were several boxes of armor-piercing incendiary rounds that were impossible to get on the market.

In The Apocalypse, this stuff was worth more than gold.

Lin Xingwan looked down at the box, then raised her head, her gaze colliding with the depths of Huo Yuan's eyes.

Huo Yuan did not back down, his eyes burning like fire, carrying a near-paranoid fanaticism.

"Wanwan."

His voice was hoarse, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.

"I said I would pay your rent with my life."

"Now, I have brought my life, and the lives of my brothers, to fulfill my promise."

This straightforward and barbaric confession, set against the backdrop of the smell of blood, was filled with extreme tension.

Lin Xingwan didn't speak.

She stared at Huo Yuan for two seconds.

Suddenly, she smiled brilliantly.

That smile was so bright that even the poisonous sun of The Apocalypse paled in comparison.

"Fine."

Lin Xingwan generously stepped back half a step, turning to the side to clear the way into the door.

"Verification passed."

"Take your people and get in here to enjoy the air conditioning."

Huo Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile, and he waved at his subordinates behind him.

"Go inside."

The ten desperate men had long been roasted to the point of dehydration by the high temperature outside.

Carrying the heavy supply boxes, they rushed into the gate of The Fortress impatiently.

Just as they stepped over the threshold, "Hiss—!"

Qin Hao, the sniper walking in the front, gasped sharply.

Immediately after, everyone stopped in their tracks in unison.

Like they had been hit by a freezing spell, they stood there dumbfounded.

"W-what the hell?"

Ah Qiang, the most hot-tempered one, almost dropped the gun in his hand.

He touched the goosebumps on his arm in disbelief.

Cold air!

What was blowing down from the ceiling was real, genuine cold air with the fresh scent of a forest!

The indoor central air conditioning was precisely maintaining the temperature at 26 degrees Celsius.

Outside the door was a sixty-five-degree hell, where corpses were even roasting on the asphalt road.

Inside the door, the air was fresh, the lights were bright, and the marble floor was polished to a shine.

The hell was this a shelter? This was simply the Jade Emperor's Lingxiao Palace!

"B-boss."

Lu Ting swallowed his dry saliva, a layer of white fog forming on his glasses lenses.

"Are you sure we are escaping in The Apocalypse, and not here for a vacation in the Maldives?"

This group of men who licked blood on the edge of a knife had never blinked in the face of a hail of bullets.

At this moment, however, they were so shocked by this constant 26-degree Underground City that they couldn't speak.

Lin Xingwan watched their inexperienced appearance, the corners of her mouth curling slightly.

"There is iced cola and watermelon in the fridge. The second floor below ground on the left is your camping area."

"Go get it yourselves, don't be polite."

Hearing the words "iced cola," the eyes of this group of men instantly turned green, and they cheered like hungry wolves.

"Thank you, Big Sister-in-law!"

"Big Sister-in-law is mighty!"

A group of people carrying boxes rushed toward the living area in a flash.

In the hall, only Lin Xingwan and Huo Yuan were left.

The heavy blast-proof door slowly closed behind them, completely isolating the last trace of heat.

Huo Yuan didn't look at those excited subordinates.

His gaze, from beginning to end, fell only on Lin Xingwan.

In this absurd, cruel, and morally bankrupt world, the woman in front of him was his only anchor.

Huo Yuan took a step forward, just about to speak.

At the end of the corridor, a pig-like scream suddenly came.

Qian Duoduo, holding a tablet and sweating profusely, scrambled out of the server room.

"Boss! It's bad! Something big happened!"

He ran too fast, slipped, and fell face-first onto the smooth marble floor, sliding to Lin Xingwan's feet.

Lin Xingwan frowned slightly and kicked his chubby leg.

"Has the sky fallen?"

Qian Duoduo couldn't care about the pain, scrambled up using his hands and feet, and shoved the tablet in front of Lin Xingwan.

His fat face was filled with extreme panic.

"The sky hasn't fallen, but this is even more terrifying than the sky falling!"

He pointed to an encrypted radio frequency band that had just been intercepted on the screen.

"Boss, I just cracked the communication channel of the provincial official shelter!"

"They have an outbreak of a super infectious disease!"

"The sixty-plus degree high temperature evaporated all the corpses underground, and the air is full of lethal flesh-eating bacteria!"

Qian Duoduo's voice trembled like a leaf in the wind.

"And, according to their radar scanning route..."

He swallowed his saliva and raised his head with a pale face.

"There are thousands of virus-infected lunatics, crawling up the mountain road toward us!"