Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

Inside Oil City.

Standing on the wall with a telescope, Xiao Jun took in the general situation and was extremely satisfied.

He said to the gunners, ”Shunzi, Hua Meng, you did a good job! Those shots were damn accurate!”

Dong Tai was also holding a telescope and saw two vehicles coming from the distance.

One of them was very familiar—that was the car Chen Er often drove over in.

”Brother Xiao, they’re coming again.”

”Yeah, that drone just now got hit by a bullet. I’m guessing they’re bringing it back.” Xiao Jun calculated for a moment and said.

Sure enough.

Chen Er and his people still didn’t stop when they closed to about a hundred meters.

But Xiao Jun didn’t stop them; after those two shells, he figured they wouldn’t dare pull any tricks now.

”Just stop here, don’t go any closer.” Chen Er quickly said to the driver.

The vehicles pulled up several dozen meters outside Oil City.

The only reason they dared come this close was because they’d seen Oil City’s attitude.

Just now, Chen Er had already told Oil City about Feng Wei’s business. Given that, Oil City still chose to take action—on the one hand they were flexing their fist, and on the other they were showing a hint of willingness to cooperate.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have helped him deal with Feng Wei and the others.

That gave Chen Er the courage to come a bit closer; it was also a test.

A test of Oil City’s attitude toward them.

That’s why Chen Er dared let the driver bring the car this close.

Only, when they were still more than forty meters from Oil City, he had them stop.

They couldn’t get any nearer; if they did, he was afraid Oil City would take offense.

Thump thump—

He got out of the car, then lifted down the drone that had fallen by his feet earlier, along with the loudspeaker.

The loudspeaker was still intact; only the drone had a problem—two rotor blades were broken.

He carried out the drone and the loudspeaker and set them on the ground.

Chen Er tipped his head back, clasped his hands toward Xiao Jun on the wall, then said:

”Thanks for your help, Boss Xiao. Your base is tough—two shells and you took care of our traitors.

This is your base’s drone, I’ll just leave it here on the ground.”

Xiao Jun frowned; he’d called him Boss Xiao again. If Director Li came tomorrow and heard that, it definitely wouldn’t look good.

Though knowing Director Li’s temperament, he probably wouldn’t care about that kind of detail.

Still, just in case—if it annoyed Director Li even a little, that’d be bad.

So he said, ”Mm, that Feng Wei tried to make trouble for our Oil City. Even if it hadn’t been you, we would’ve killed them anyway.”

When Chen Er heard that, his heart went cold. That was a warning.

A naked warning—the meaning was clear: if you dare harbor ill intent toward Oil City, Feng Wei and his people are what awaits you.

Chen Er gave an awkward smile, suddenly unsure how to respond.

Then he heard Xiao Jun continue:

”Also, you don’t need to call me Boss Xiao—just use my name. It’s getting late; the Zombies are about to come out. You should get going and find a place to camp. As far as I know, there’s a township about ten kilometers to the east; it might be able to shelter you.”

Hearing this, Chen Er felt even more certain of his suspicion that Xiao Jun was only a spokesperson for Oil City.

For one thing, Xiao Jun had never given a final answer about cooperation; it looked like he was waiting for whoever was behind him to decide.

For another, Xiao Jun rejected the title Boss Xiao—if there wasn’t a bigger boss behind him, why reject it?

But even if Xiao Jun wasn’t Oil City’s behind-the-scenes leader, at the very least he still held very high status in Oil City, or he wouldn’t have been able to order the use of heavy weapons to bombard Feng Wei and his people.

Thinking this over, Chen Er smiled as he said:

”All right, I’ll just use your name. By the way, this drone was damaged because of us. This thing is precious in the Doomsday, and we don’t really know how to make it up to you.

We’ll offer ten boxes of Antibiotics as compensation. I don’t know if that’s enough to cover your loss, but it’s our token of goodwill—please accept it.”

With that, he personally carried ten boxes of Antibiotics down from the vehicle and set them on the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Jun didn’t refuse.

Although the Big Camphor Tree Base had spares of this type of drone, Oil City only had four.

This one had fallen from more than ten meters up; who knew if it could be repaired.

So he said, ”Polite of you. All right.”

When he heard Xiao Jun say that, Chen Er relaxed, then said to Xiao Jun:

”Then we won’t bother you any longer. See you tomorrow.”

He clasped his hands again, got in the car, and drove off.

Only after Xiao Jun saw them go far did he send people down to take apart the drone and those boxes of Antibiotics, inspect them, and bring them back into Oil City.

”The drone’s rotor is broken, but the internal components aren’t badly damaged. As long as we replace the rotor, it’ll be fine. It’s just that we don’t have any spare rotors here—we’ll have to take it to the Big Camphor Tree Base to get it fixed.” Shunzi checked it over and reported to Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun nodded and said, ”Okay, then just put it away for now. Director Li and the others will be here tomorrow; we’ll have Director Li take it back then.”

”Also, have the brothers clean the base up a bit—take it seriously.”

Dong Tai laughed and said, ”Relax, Zuo Ruxue and the others are already on it. Didn’t you notice Oil City looks different?”

Xiao Jun glanced around Oil City, looked it over, and indeed—it was much tidier than it had been days before.