William Jones
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Alex and Mia drove back to the villa area. Under the watchful eyes of many, the fortified walls slowly opened the electric gates. The two of them calmly drove inside. Despite being intimidated by Alex's previous bloody methods, some survivors still couldn't help but covet Alex's resources and fortified walls. One survivor, lowering the curtain and withdrawing from spying on Alex, sighed, "I don't understand where 10086 got so many supplies from, even managed to get electricity." His teammate…-
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Mia wiped the cookie crumbs from her mouth and nodded eagerly. "Great! This is fantastic!" she exclaimed. "And, it's not easy for us to come out here. It takes over two hours to drive here. We might as well take this opportunity to accumulate more experience points and level up," Mia added. Alex nodded as he loaded bullets into his pistol. "Alright, that's settled then. Later, you'll drive, and I'll be responsible for killing the zombies," Alex said. Mia hummed in agreement, then asked, "Do…
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The last thief was trembling on the ground, completely paralyzed with fear. He hadn't expected the tables to turn so quickly. From the moment Alex pulled out the P92 pistol until now, just one or two minutes had passed, and all his companions were lying in pools of blood. The thief begged for mercy, bowing his head. Facing death, he didn't feel it was inappropriate to sacrifice some dignity. In fact, he almost wished he could bash his head to show his sincerity. However, Alex paid him no…
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With the gasoline generator in hand, Alex naturally took it to the villa's power room to connect the power supply. As for this power room, the first time Alex entered, it was when he first received this shelter villa, and he took a quick look at the electric meter. He hadn't expected it to be useful one day. And so soon. Alex took out the gasoline generator from his backpack and poured gasoline into it. For large generators like this one, under normal circumstances, it would be enough to use…
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Alex was very satisfied with today's gains. He had only used a few bottles of water and a few pieces of bread in exchange for the coordinates of the golden-tier supply crate. There was no need to follow through with any further transactions. After all, Emma had used him as bait. How could Alex possibly keep his promise to deliver the remaining supplies to her? In this exchange, Emma had clearly come out at a loss. And obtaining the golden-tier supply crate, which even contained a gasoline…
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Alex poured gasoline onto the floor, one bucket after another. By the time the entire warehouse floor was soaked with gasoline, the zombies outside realized there was still a living person inside the warehouse. The zombies began to rush back. Seeing this, Alex dropped the gasoline canisters, pulled out his machete, and charged back towards the direction of the supply crate, casually hacking down several zombies along the way. Then, he reached out and touched the golden-tier supply crate.…
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While the woman wasn't paying attention, Alex swiftly threw two Molotov cocktails, smashing them beside her. Instantly, the Molotov cocktails exploded violently. The woman was forced back against the rocks, surrounded by flames. She tried to retreat from behind the rocks, only to find that Alex had somehow, unnoticed, approached the rocks and doused them with gasoline, igniting them. Once again, she was forced into the center of the fire ring. After trapping his opponent, Alex raised his…
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You should know, this is just intelligence. Knowing where the gold-level supply crate is doesn't mean it's yours for the taking. Previously, even at auctions, it was still a matter of highest bidder wins. It's not impossible to end up buying intelligence only to find out in the end that you've helped someone else. However, Alex didn't hesitate too long. "Okay. One hundred units of essential supplies. Send me the coordinates, and I'll verify them tomorrow. If they're accurate, I'll send you the…
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Olivia didn't hesitate and shared her current location coordinates. About a hundred kilometers away. This was a bit of a pain. Alex sighed helplessly. "Olivia, there are some things I feel might not be appropriate for me to say, but I still want to advise you to be cautious and watch out for Frank. He's not a good person." At this stage, breaking through the numerous obstacles of a hundred kilometers of zombie-infested territory was clearly unrealistic. He could only let Frank off lightly…
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"So, so after being roommates for two years, is this how you all see me?" The other dorm mates remained silent, seemingly confirming Alex's suspicion. Alex felt bitter. Clearly, he had ordered a milk tea today to treat himself after a hard day of work, but his mouth still tasted bitter. Seeing Alex's silence, Frank took advantage and continued to press aggressively. "Alex, if you want to prove your innocence, it's simple. You, and your suitcase, just let us search them." Alex couldn't…
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