You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

From such a distance, is it really worth it to create counterfeit currency to spend?

At first blush, it seems unlikely.

Unless Li Wanhao's power has grown strong enough to influence the entire Jiangbei District, then the currency system he has established could indeed be used beyond his own control area.

Just like a corporation.

Big Beard and Hou Shubin exchanged glances and couldn't help but chuckle.

Just like their corporation?

How could that be possible?

The key reason the corporation could expand so rapidly in the city center was thanks to those zombie employees.

It was their presence that allowed Zhang Ye to quickly accumulate supplies in the early stages.

After all, for the zombie employees, those supermarkets and malls posed almost no danger at all.

If they needed anything, they simply took them along to carry it out.

But now it was different.

Not only were the increasing number of mutant zombies and Mutant Beasts preying on zombies, but even the most common low-level zombies on the streets seemed to be, intentionally or not, alienating those companions who had been recruited by the corporation.

Therefore, the task of collecting supplies from the outside was gradually shifted to the human soldiers of the Combat Department.

They relied on the weapons and equipment provided by the corporation to clear out zombies and obtain supplies.

Did Li Wanhao have the strength to do this?

"So, can those playing cards be used here as well?"

Big Beard finally decided to clear things up, since anything bizarre seemed possible these days.

If Zhang Ye could start from scratch, who could say there wouldn't be a second person who could do the same?

His worries were indeed confirmed.

Wang Wei nodded and directly replied, "Yes."

"But only a few people will accept them, like the Peng family brothers and some drug peddlers who often move around outside."

"Drug peddlers?"

"You have drug peddlers here?"

Hou Shubin immediately leaned in curiously, then squeezed his eyes shut and whispered, "Do you have 'that' kind of medicine?"

Big Beard furrowed his brow but didn't intervene.

He had finished asking what he wanted to know.

Leaving the two, who were discussing some kind of blue pills, aside, he immediately ran to the corner and picked up a walkie-talkie. Read exclusive chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

Static crackled from the speaker for less than half a minute before someone on the other side picked up.

"Beard?"

Upon hearing this voice, Big Beard's face flashed with excitement, and he quickly covered his mouth and replied:

"Yes, it's me."

"Brother Gou, I've already asked someone about it."

"There seems to be quite a few survivors in Jiangbei, there's someone named Li Wanhao..."

He repeated everything Wang Wei had said word for word, and then appeared to nod continually as if he was receiving some instructions.

Meanwhile, on the bridgehead facing Jiangbei District, a modified jeep was parked.

The wide body of the jeep was almost beyond recognition of its original color.

The metal plates welded onto it were like patches on clothing, with edges where blood and bits of flesh still hung.

Two men sat inside the vehicle, one of whom was holding a walkie-talkie and speaking.

"Beard."

"Keep an eye on this matter."

"If necessary, sweeten the deal and ask the Peng family brothers about this Li Wanhao."

"Contact me as soon as there's new information."

"That's all, over and out."

As soon as Tian Gou put down the walkie-talkie, the man with short hair beside him immediately asked, "Brother Gou, is there news from over there?"

The speaker was none other than Zhang Wei, the vice-manager of the Market Intelligence Department.

They had been waiting here for an hour.

At last, they had received some news.

"There is some."

"You might not believe what I'm about to say."

"Apparently, there's someone here named Li Wanhao who has also established a currency system."

Zhang Wei had only casually asked a question, but upon hearing the answer, he immediately turned around in surprise and said, "What?"

"Impossible, right?"

"Did they get it wrong?"

Tian Gou shook his head and then told him everything Big Beard had said on the walkie-talkie.

The car quickly fell into silence.

No one knew how much time had passed.

"Brother Gou, what do we do now?"

"Still go according to the plan?"

The two of them had actually come to gather intelligence about Jiangbei District, but their target was those survivor enclaves other than the Peng family brothers.

Since it was a mission personally arranged by Zhang Ye, they almost set off the moment they received the order.

They left only half an hour after the car that brought Peng Yue back.

Zhang Ye's order was simple.

It was for Tian Gou and Zhang Wei to secretly investigate the situation of the Peng family brothers and the distribution of power in their area.

According to Big Beard, the Peng family brothers also had several dozen men under them.

Their strength was considered quite good.

Apart from their own brothers, there seemed to be someone with the surname Chen, who was probably about as strong.

In Zhang Ye's view, these two groups might just be the largest settlement in Jiangbei District.

Sorting them out would mean sorting out the whole of Jiangbei District.

Tian Gou had thought the same initially.

After all, several enclaves had been found recently in the old city district, and the largest had only a little more than thirty survivors.

By comparison, Peng Yue from Jiangbei District certainly seemed formidable.

But now it was clear that Zhang Ye's judgment was off.

Peng Yue wasn't the strongest.

If the information Big Beard had received was correct, then compared to Li Wanhao, Peng Yue was simply a giant.

Any survivor's power that needed to implement a currency system would have at least several hundred people.

If you included those affiliated forces, there would probably be even more.

However, this intelligence was ultimately just what Big Beard had heard from one person. Whether it was true or false still needed further verification.

Tian Gou thought about it and already had an idea in his mind.

"Let's stick to the original plan for now."

"First, find that person."

After speaking, he started the jeep beneath him and headed directly toward the northern suburban area after crossing the bridgehead.

The roads were also full of car accidents, and some of the paths were completely blocked.

A ten-minute drive took them over half an hour.

Finally, they arrived at their destination.

"Brother Gou."

"Is this the place?"

"I think I already see someone."

The two didn't drive the car directly to the destination but stopped about a hundred meters away from the target location at an intersection.

Footsteps quickly approached from outside the window; they were from several zombies wandering around here.

The zombies were attracted by the noise from the car.

Thud, thud.

The knocking sound lasted for a few moments and then stopped.

The jeep, after being turned off, was no different from the cold cans on the street in the eyes of these zombies.

Tian Gou looked at the several zombies outside that had lost their target and nodded.

Then he said softly,

"Let's check out the situation outside first."

"No rush."

After speaking, he fell silent, while Zhang Wei was responsible for guarding the surroundings of their car to prevent any ill-intentioned survivors from sneaking up on them from behind.

The two of them just sat quietly in the car and observed for an afternoon.

Until the sky in the distance grew dim.

"Let's go."

"Go in and take a look."