Dimensional Store System In Apocalypse

'Wow... Just look at how impressive is the security of this place...' Zhang Qin Feng sarcastically praised the armed forces of the presidential palace while making his way deeper into the building.

By relying on the Luna Device on his wrist, it gave him a clear surrounding on what everyone was doing.

It took him less than fifteen minutes to break into the building where the president's bedroom is located. After making sure that there were no other people hidden outside and inside the room, Zhang Qin Feng breaks in.

The electronic key made by Victor was helpful in this situation. It took him less and ten seconds to get into the room and hide until the target returns.

After waiting for fifteen or so minutes, the president finally returned from his shady dinner party with the investor for this country. If Zhang Qin Feng really had to comment about something, it would be this president's memory.

Right after he came back to his room, the president immediately locked his room and kicked his woman outside before using some mechanism to reveal a safe behind the wardrobe.

It was a 24-digit combination safe with a biometric fingerprint requirement. Furthermore, the keypad changed continuously to make remembering the password difficult.

But for Zhang Qin Feng, with Stein's help, it was a simple matter. All he needs is to chop the president's hand to bypass the fingerprint requirement.

After keeping a little over twenty gold metal bars into the safe, he proceeds to lock it. Using another pulley mechanism situated behind the wardrobe, the entire thing returned to how it was before this.

He was prepared to get a shower after that. But before he could make a noise, Zhang Qin Feng appeared from the darkness and gave him a shot using the gentlest setting available.

The president was immediately paralyzed from the shot and twitching on the spot like an electrocuted zombie. He was then tossed over to the bed by Zhang Qin Feng before the latter sat by his side.

"I'm no hero, but I'm no demon either. This is just business, president." Zhang Qin Feng said as he sat before the president with a suppressed Delta-Model Pistol pointing at his chest.

"I'll pull the trigger if you shout. Do you get me?" Zhang Qin Feng asked.

The president was frightened to the point he almost peed in his pants. Luckily, the paralyzing effect is still kicking. But if he were to be given another shock, he would lose control over that for sure.

"I'll give you two choices here. Appoint someone else to become a president and leave with all the shady money you have there, or become my puppet president."

"If you choose the second option, I'm sure you won't have trouble as long you follow what I want you to do," he added. In fact, Zhang Qin Feng doesn't even need all this. Still, after a few previous experiences, along with the changes in mentality from the post-apocalypse, this made him judge people more differently.

He wanted to see how this corrupt president would react and choose from the choice he gave him. Zhang Qin Feng would prefer that this president take the second option. This would allow him to gain control over this entire island effortlessly.

But the option where the president chooses to appoint another candidate as president and leave with what he has is good anyway. If he eventually decided to do this, Zhang Qin Feng could easily select a more obedient puppet with a better reputation.

The president soon regained control over his body after the paralyzing effect was gone. Looking at his expression made Zhang Qin Feng wonder how much have this guy gone through to sit comfortably in this position.

He might be corrupted, but that's a must. Unlike the life of a plebian, where emotions, temper, brotherhood, and friendship can be used as a wager, a politician's life is more complicated.

Appeasing the masses doesn't work like expected, especially when people are given the freedom of speech. Sometimes, a means of dictatorship has to be used to ensure the country doesn't go out of control.

"Pup... Puppet..." the president struggled to speak, but he could still answer precisely. Surprisingly, the president has actually chosen the second option and not the first. His choice made Zhang Qin Feng somewhat curious.

"Oh? Why would you choose the second option?" Zhang Qin Feng asked. He put the Delta-Model pistol away and stepped aside from the bed. He suddenly has the urge to test him further to see what this corrupt president has in his mind.

If he dared to make a loud noise or call for the guards, Zhang Qin Feng could simply dispose of all of them, although that means there'll be a little more work to do.

"Because you need me to do something for you, correct? Instead of going out there and risking my life, why not I follow someone if that can secure my position and wealth?" the president answered. He gradually gains back his freedom over his body.

"I'll allow you to ask one question before you start doing what I want from tomorrow." Zhang Qin Feng sat on the director's chair and placed both of his legs on the table. His crudeness was shown on purpose to see what reaction this guy would have.

And it seems that he doesn't mind Zhang Qin Feng taking his seat at all. In fact, he does look at ease like he just handed out a difficult assignment to someone else.

"What... What kind of aim do you have by controlling this country from the shadow? Do you have some beef to do with Dongcheng and the Han Country?" he asked.

"Nope. You overthink. As I told you, this is just business. I am here to invest in this government, and I'm sure you can roughly guess what I want you to do. Just assume that I am here to make you look like a good president." Zhang Qin Feng chuckled.

Even he had an urge to laugh at himself for speaking something so ironic.

"How do I address you... Boss?" the president asked.

"Feng. Just call me Feng would do." Zhang Qin Feng smiled.

"I will. As for my name... Please call me Jason. Jason Deng." the puppet president introduced himself.