Chapter 793: Terror Is About to Descend

“Yezi, I... I need to tell you something...”

Iron Lion said awkwardly.

He had spent all of last night thinking it over, and in the end, he had decided to come clean to Chen Ye.

After all, in Iron Lion’s eyes, Chen Ye was someone he could trust. He might keep it from anyone else, but he shouldn’t hide it from Yezi.

Chen Ye set down the cup in his hand, his expression quite relaxed.

He had just asked his long-legged secretary, Lai Baiwei, about the repairs on the Monster Pickup Truck. Things were going smoothly on Gong Yong’s end, and the riot had been successfully quelled. As for the new team member he had just taken in, that chubby, adorable little girl... she was also cultivating the Ideal Grain Seeds.

Well, she was a little on the chubby side.

But at least she was still cute, and she wasn’t all that ugly, either.

Captain Chu Che had been even busier lately. Chen Ye could hardly ever catch sight of him.

Wei Butong had already made a name for himself in Xi City.

But the news that occasionally came in about that guy always gave Chen Ye a strangely familiar feeling.

Whenever he heard about Wei Butong’s exploits, Chief Seat Chen Ye would get the urge to dig his toes into the ground.

Everything was developing in a positive direction.

If things kept going like this, there was a chance Xi City might survive.

Of course, that chance was very slim.

So Chen Ye hadn’t paid the slightest attention to the conflicted look on Iron Lion’s face.

Even if he had noticed, he wouldn’t have cared.

What could that simple-minded oaf Iron Lion possibly have to worry about?

“What is it? Go ahead, take your time!”

Seeing that Chen Ye seemed to be in a good mood, Iron Lion gritted his teeth and said, “Well, it’s about Huahua...”

Chen Ye paused, but still smiled. “You mean Huahua? What about her? Is it something personal, or something to do with her convoy?”

Squinty Eyes and Huahua were both Superhumans from the same small convoy.

Neither of their convoys had many people, and both were quite weak.

He had heard before that larger convoys bullied smaller ones.

Huahua and Squinty Eyes had joined Guard Team Thirteen in search of protection.

So Chen Ye had sent You Hu to make a special visit to the convoys of Huahua and Squinty Eyes. It had worked very well. He hadn’t heard of anyone bullying their convoy since.

“It’s about Huahua...”

Then Iron Lion repeated the gist of what Huahua and Squinty Eyes had said behind his back during an earlier mission.

At the time, Huahua thought Iron Lion looked a bit dim and simple-minded, so she hadn’t thought much of it when she discussed with Squinty Eyes how she couldn’t cultivate the Ideal Grain Seeds.

Besides, Huahua had spoken very quietly. And in the end, she had even asked Iron Lion not to tell anyone.

Iron Lion had agreed.

But now...

Huahua had never imagined that someone as honest as Iron Lion would sell her out at a time like this.

Iron Lion’s reasoning was simple: you could deceive anyone, but you shouldn’t deceive your teammates.

When Chen Ye heard what Iron Lion had to say, he didn’t think much of it at first.

Then his face grew darker and darker...

Until, at last...

By the time Iron Lion finished, Chen Ye’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

“Lai Baiwei, go fetch that damn fat Huahua!”

Lai Baiwei, standing nearby, shuddered in fright. Her face went pale as she hurried away, even forgetting to sway her hips.

A moment ago, she had still been adorable Huahua. Now, in Chen Ye’s mouth,

adorable Huahua had become damn fat Huahua.

Well...

That’s men for you. So very realistic...

When Huahua arrived at the Chief Seat’s office on the sixth floor of Building One, she saw Iron Lion looking full of guilt.

The bad feeling in Huahua’s heart grew stronger.

You big oaf, with those thick eyebrows and honest eyes. How could you do something like this?

Next, Fat Huahua was hit by a storm of abuse from Chen Ye.

“How can a chubby little girl like you be a Botanist and still end up in such a sorry state?”

“You’re a Botanist Sequence Superhuman, and you still can’t cultivate Ideal Grain Seeds?”

“You’re just as useless as Gong Yong. The two of you are a pair of useless idiots!”

“What use do I have for a Botanist who can’t cultivate Ideal Grain Seeds?”

“Have you no shame? No shame at all?”

Huahua felt wronged, too.

Chief Seat, you used to call me “Huahua” so affectionately. You even said I was adorably chubby.

How did I end up as damn fat Huahua?

Well, at least the Chief Seat still had a conscience.

He hadn’t kicked me out of Guard Team One.

When you looked at it that way, I had made it through this ordeal just fine. Woohoo...

Even as she weathered the Chief Seat’s storm of abuse,

the great weight in Fat Huahua’s heart finally lifted.

...

Who was the busiest person in all of Guard Team Thirteen?

It wasn’t Chief Seat Chen Ye, nor was it Second Captain Jiang Rou.

It was Iron Lion.

Chen Ye’s daily life was simple and monotonous.

Every night, after practicing the Blood Moon First Set of Broadcast Calisthenics once, he still couldn’t fall asleep. When he woke up in the morning, he would go to the Chief Seat’s office in Building One and sit there for a while.

Whenever someone came to him with a problem, Chen Ye would irresponsibly say, “Go find the deputy captain!”

Every day, the words Lai Baiwei heard most often were, “Go find the deputy captain!”

Iron Lion might not be very bright, but he remembered every single thing Chen Ye had told him not to do.

As a rule, so long as he didn’t touch the things Chen Ye had forbidden, even the worst situation wouldn’t turn out that badly.

Chen Ye’s Supernatural Power had recovered more than halfway. He planned to go into the Hundred-Ghost Prison tonight and see what was going on with that thing.

It had been so long, but Hundred-Ghost Eater still showed, “Advancement in progress...”

Meanwhile, more convoys had arrived in Xi City.

Shun'an Residential Community was full, too.

Hou Junji had already arranged for the newcomers to move into a fourth residential community.

Apparently, the fourth community was nearly full as well.

The base was drawing closer and closer to a population of ten thousand.

The streets of Xi City had also grown livelier.

Every day, people headed toward Sunset Avenue. After all, it was the most scenic spot in all of Xi City.

Of course, the area around Haosheng Hotel was still deserted.

Even if it meant taking a detour, people weren’t very willing to go near the place.

The red banner still hung from the fifth floor, with the words “Save Me” on it, red as blood.

Haosheng Hotel had become Xi City’s first urban legend.

But in places that had yet to draw anyone’s attention, even more terrifying tales were spreading.

The events that had been drowned out by the riot were slowly coming to light.

It was Shun'an Residential Community again. Something had happened there, something no one knew how to describe.