Chapter 34: Warrior Team

"What?"

Zhuang Shuai's voice abruptly rose by several decibels. "He wants me to pretend to be a lunatic? No way, no way. I'm so handsome and suave. How could I do such a thing? "

Xiang Rongshan replied, "It's Master's orders!"

Zhuang Shuai shook his head like a rattle. "Master has given me a new lease on life, and I wouldn't even frown if he wants me to die. But I really can't do such a thing."

To make himself more convincing, Zhuang Shuai paused for a moment before adding, "Moreover, Sixth Brother is no match for Jiang He. Wouldn't I be asking for a beating if I went?

If you ask me, our guy is a lunatic, and the Thunder Dojo shouldn't bother with him. It wouldn't look good if we win, and it would be embarrassing if we lose!"

Zhuang Shuai was right.

Still …

This matter was not as simple as he had thought.

Xiang Rongshan did not explain further, and merely said calmly, "It's Master's orders. He even said … I'll shave your head if you don't go!"

Zhuang Shuai was dumbstruck.

To him, this was a 'trump card'.

Xiang Rongshan then said, "I've already helped you with your admission procedures. I'll arrange for your 'uncle' to bring you there after work starts …"

Soon.

Zhuang Shuai met his 'uncle'.

It was a bald, middle-aged man with a plump figure.

He was rather famous in Wu City, and was a rather successful businessman.

"Senior Brother actually knows someone like him?"

He was puzzled.

Zhuang Shuai arrived at Anning Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center.

After his' uncle 'paid a considerable sum for his' treatment ', Zhuang Shuai was admitted to a VIP ward on the fourth floor of the hospital.

He changed into a psychiatric gown.

Zhuang Shuai took a stroll around the fourth floor before running back to his ward and secretly dialing Xiang Rongshan's number.

"Hello!"

"Eldest Senior Brother … Could you be mistaken?"

"Didn't you say that Jiang He and I would be in the same ward?"

"Why don't I see him?"

…

Meanwhile.

Around fifty kilometers away from Wu City.

Inside Ruined City.

Inside a dilapidated building.

Jiang He was sitting beside a window on the fifth floor, grilling a chicken drumstick.

"I used to feel good watching survival videos in the wild. Those people could use the environment to build shelters and get food … I didn't expect it to be so hard!"

Speaking of food, there was the big rooster there.

But that thing couldn't be cooked on a fire.

It took Jiang He almost an hour to bleed the chicken, pluck its feathers, and clean its innards.

Then, he found some dried branches.

Then, made a fire.

After that he grilled the meat.

From start to finish, it took him nearly two hours to complete the task.

It was already 8 o 'clock in the morning. Golden sunlight shone down from the sky and covered the ruined city.

Many parts of the original street were buried by the collapsed ruins. The green plants on the street had become very tenacious under the nourishment of the "spiritual energy". They broke out of the ground from the ruins and grew green.

However, these cars had long decayed and turned into rusty iron frames.

A few ferocious beasts were wandering around the streets.

Gradually, the aroma of the roasted chicken spread out.

The color of the massive drumstick began to change, and the oil on it sizzled as it was grilled over the fire. Jiang He sniffed it and could not help sighing. "No wonder the shops in the city that sell Feral ingredients are all selling them at sky-high prices … I didn't bring any seasoning, and it smells so good even when I'm just grilling it dry?"

"I don't have any experience this time … When I come to the wilderness in the future, I'll have to bring my daily necessities."

What onion, ginger, and garlic?

Chili powder, cumin, all sorts of spices, a barbecue grill, and the like. Cooking porridge, roasting meat, and brewing tea in the wilderness would be very satisfying.

Roar!

Suddenly.

A ferocious beast roared.

Jiang He looked out the window to find that the Ferals strolling nearby seemed to have sniffed the aroma of his barbecue, becoming restless and slowly encircling him.

"Are they … attracted by the aroma of my barbecue?"

Jiang He was about to jump out of the broken window to gain some 'strength' when …Bang!

The sound of a gunshot rang out in the empty city ruins.

A canine Feral standing on top of a ruined building exploded in a cloud of blood and fell to the ground with a thud. The remaining Ferals appeared frightened, and all of them scattered and fled.

After all, Ferals were much smarter than normal beasts.

The stronger a Feral was, the higher its intelligence.

Legend had it that Feral Kings could even speak human language.

Even if these Ferals were weaker rank-one and rank-two Ferals, they knew how to seek fortune and avoid calamity.

Jiang He's face twitched as he turned towards the source of the gunshot to find several modified heavy pickup trucks slowly driving in from the distant street.

There was a figure standing on one of the trucks.

That person was holding a large sniper rifle and laughing out loud. "Got it! Stop the truck, captain, I'll go take a look!"

From the sound of it …It sounded like a woman?

"Is that …"

"A martial artist party?"

Jiang He frowned.

His prey …

Had been scared away!

Still, it was fine.

He could have a quiet breakfast of grilled meat.

After all, Ferals were the most abundant in the wildlands. He could hunt down another batch and kill them after he had his fill.

The woman who was holding the large sniper leapt off the truck and quickly arrived before the canine corpse.

She was less than a hundred meters away from Jiang He, and a martial artist's vision would allow her to see clearly from such a short distance.

She was wearing a black combat suit and had short hair. She was holding a Barrett heavy sniper rifle with a rather exaggerated design, and appeared quite valiant and formidable!

As if sensing Jiang He's gaze, the woman looked up and made a friendly gesture at him.

Hmmm …

Was that a greeting?

Jiang He waved back in return.

The woman then whipped out a dagger and quickly harvested the valuable materials from the canine Feral's corpse.

At the same time, the pickup trucks drove up to them as well.

Because there was a collapsed building in front of them blocking the road, the people in the car got out one after another. There were a total of eleven people, both men and women. Most of them were wearing combat uniforms, and some of the key parts of these combat uniforms were made of a new type of alloy, which had extremely strong defense.

"Captain, someone's upstairs."

After the female martial artist finished collecting the Feral materials, she looked up at where Jiang He was.

Jiang He was sitting by the window in the first place.

In addition, the window was broken.

The smoke from his barbecue was constantly coming out. Unless one was blind, there were probably not many people who could not see it at such a close distance.

The leader of the martial artist party was a bald man with a burly build and an alloy staff slung over his back. He looked up at Jiang He, and his face twitched when he found that Jiang He was alone, and exclaimed in surprise, "He's alone?"

"A lone warrior who doesn't even wear a combat uniform and dares to live and cook in the wilderness … This person must be extremely confident in his own strength. He's definitely an expert!"

That captain said, "Those who come here to train are practically all our Wu City's martial artists … Let's go up and pay them a visit."

(End of Chapter)