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At this moment, within the New Continent, the Underground Passage sprawled like a spider web, bustling with soldiers making a swift retreat. The passageways were undergoing further destruction, and the self-destruct devices of the entire rocket launch base were set to detonate shortly.
No one dared to speak; anyone who had the audacity to chatter had already been silenced by a bullet. The army moved at an astonishing pace, heading towards the palace of the new sovereign.
Indeed, they had restored the identity of the emperor. Jin Fatty had successfully turned back time to become the emperor of the Great Goryeo Kingdom, commanding an army of no more than ten thousand and a populace of around two hundred thousand—these were the ones he had fought hard to save.
The surface had been completely abandoned, relying solely on military supplies. In this post-apocalyptic world, they could finally put to use the food acquired through extortion and other means.
Seventy miles away stood the palace, resembling a grand edifice with its ancient architecture. It looked strikingly similar to a traditional Chinese palace, almost as if it had been directly copied. This area was a scenic spot, accessible to ordinary people.
However, his palace now lay underground, offering greater security than the surface. All protective measures had reached levels sufficient to survive a nuclear war, with expenditures that were incalculable; the entire underground had transformed into a nation of its own.
Jin Fatty sat on his dragon throne, enjoying the service of beautiful women. Two stunning ladies knelt before him, their faces streaked with tears.
They looked familiar; upon closer inspection, it was easy to recognize them.
These were two K-Pop stars, quite famous in their homeland. However, when the apocalypse struck, they lacked any armed forces and were quickly overwhelmed. It was only later that Hope Group's troops gradually reclaimed lost territories.
Yet danger continued to loom around them. Jin Fatty would not allow them any respite.
Now, all supplies had begun to be transported into Jin Fatty's domain and subsequently into the underground shelter, where everything was completely isolated. Almost no one knew where they would be hidden.
Information gradually fell into Zheng Yifan's hands. A total of seventeen underground fortresses had been identified by Jin Fatty's subordinates. This was merely a preliminary discovery; those inside were likely ordinary citizens, while those who had turned into zombies did not enter these shelters.
The majority were survivors, but among them were numerous warlords; very few could still heed Jin Fatty's commands.
Zheng Yifan simply looked at the information above and confirmed the next step of the plan.
Berry needed to arrange the next steps, bringing out as many Survivors as possible. Those who couldn't be brought out would be dealt with on the spot; there was no need for sympathy.
They had been brainwashed too severely for Zheng Yifan and his team to handle easily.
Ruthless measures seemed unavoidable.
"Are you still worried about the ambush?" Huang Mengni quietly approached Zheng Yifan from behind, gently massaging his shoulders.
The warm touch was incredibly soothing, making Zheng Yifan truly feel the woman's tenderness.
"It's nothing. It's all manageable. My main concern is that they might harm ordinary Survivors. The entire territory of Goryeo is actually under our control; it's just that they are all underground, making it quite difficult to bring them up and clean them out."
Zheng Yifan shook his head helplessly. These people were too despicable; once they burrowed underground, it was really hard to flush them out, and eliminating them posed a significant challenge.
More importantly, if he wanted to kill them, it would actually be easy. There had to be ventilation ducts underground. These ducts could be located using scientific methods, but if poison gas were released, it would certainly lead to everyone dying down there.
What Zheng Yifan needed were living people. He wasn't a butcher.
There were many more troubling matters at hand. He could only take preventive measures, hoping they would hold out until their food ran out.
Zheng Yifan needed to cut off their water and electricity supplies and then wait patiently.
There was absolutely no problem in leaving these tasks to Berry.
What he needed to focus on now was far more complicated, as he had to worry about the issues brought on by the apocalypse.
Quietly, it was nice to enjoy the tenderness of the real world.
"Hey! Boss, it's time to collect the fees!" Suddenly, a voice rang out from the doorway, sounding quite audacious.
Zheng Yifan turned around in anger. Hope Group had no guts to collect money from Huang Mengni. What on earth did these people want?
"They're here!" Huang Mengni shouted loudly, then turned to Zheng Yifan and said, "Wait a moment. I'll go pay the fees."
Huang Mengni's voice was loud. However, Zheng Yifan was seething with rage. What was going on? Were they trying to collect protection money on his turf? Did they even ask him?
It was simply outrageous; no one dared to mess with Hope Group.
"When did this happen?" Zheng Yifan strode over, visibly displeased.
Huang Mengni quickly grabbed Zheng Yifan's arm.
"Yifan, these people are from the Sanitation Union. They are responsible for cleaning the storefronts and maintaining the street environment; everyone is part of a voluntary organization. It's just that this guy is acting cocky because his relative is a director in the union. Just bear with it for now," Huang Mengni urged as she held onto Zheng Yifan.
She still wanted to enjoy her previous life and didn't want Zheng Yifan to disrupt her simple life as Boss.
Zheng Yifan's anger subsided somewhat; as long as they weren't collecting protection money, it was fine. Although he wasn't sure how much the Cleaning fees were.
But since it was a union, it meant that it was an organization formed by all the merchants together.
There might be instances of larger stores bullying customers, but there would definitely be no predatory charging like thugs.
Zheng Yifan noticed that the guy across from him received two yuan in fees and then started circling around Huang Mengni with a look of disdain on his face, his hands behaving inappropriately as if he were about to make an unwanted advance.
Huang Mengni seemed a bit angry, her smiling face almost turning red.
"If you don't want to get beaten up, then get lost!" Zheng Yifan's expression turned cold, his voice sounding as if it came from hell.
The few people collecting fees felt a chill run through them, as if their blood had frozen.
Without any reaction, they quickly turned their heads in fear to look at Zheng Yifan, who was quietly sipping coffee.
Zheng Yifan appeared quite calm while drinking his coffee. The heart-shaped pattern on top of the cup almost made them wet their pants.
Damn it, could the rumors be true?
There had been whispers among them that the boss of this café was a high-ranking member of Hope Group. They must not offend him.
However, it had been such a long time, and they had never shortchanged him by even a penny. After all, other members of Hope Group enjoyed free services!
But now it seemed they were nothing but a joke; he probably didn't care about such a small amount of money at all. (To be continued)
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