Chapter 107: Leaving the City

Iron-Blooded Apocalypse Shi Yu 2501 words 2026-04-13 11:55:03

“Can we recruit a full thousand?”

This time, 269 had died in total, so the vacancies definitely needed to be filled.

The harem squad had to maintain a constant strength of one thousand.

Too few wouldn’t intimidate anyone.

Too many, and Fang Xia couldn’t handle it—though don’t misunderstand, it was the resources that were the problem.

With a thousand, Fang Xia was confident he could keep the harem squad as the top fighting force in Dawn City.

Even if Dawn City had hundreds of thousands of people, their elite squads combined still couldn’t match the harem’s combat power.

The supplies were limited. Although he looted a lot, he had too many people to support.

A thousand was just right.

No matter what the resource competition was, as long as Fang Xia’s team maintained enough competitiveness, it was fine.

“It will be a bit difficult, but I’ll try my best,” Liu Rui said, looking a little troubled.

It wasn’t that Dawn City was so depleted it didn’t even have 300 young women, but the requirements were too low.

Moreover, many preferred other ways to make money.

Those methods were not only safer but also enjoyable and mutually beneficial.

“Okay, the requirements can be lowered, but remember, no dead weight in the squad,” Fang Xia said.

At that moment, several people on the second floor simultaneously glanced at Jing Ru before turning away in unison to attend to their own affairs.

“Uh… one dead weight is enough; more than that won’t do,” Fang Xia thought to himself.

Who said she was dead weight? This was a point in favor of his sister—something different altogether.

These women had no idea about such things.

Four identical legs—two dark, two fair—who could resist?

Wearing lettered, attack-speed-boosting shoes, those who used them knew their value.

Three days after the great battle.

After giving instructions to the Fat-Thin Squad leaders, Fang Xia finally left Dawn City with the young ladies.

Due to the bridge being blown up, this time they took the other side, which meant passing through the Lone Wolf squad’s territory.

When the Lone Wolf heard that Fang Xia was bringing nearly a thousand women into his domain, he hurriedly put his pants back on.

“Damn, the Killing God is here? And bringing so many people? Is he looking to fight himself?”

Though utterly displeased, Lone Wolf still gritted his teeth and went out.

“Brother Xiao, what wind blows you here today?”

When Lone Wolf appeared, he was fully armed and had summoned all members of his squad above third rank.

Someone unfamiliar might think something big was about to happen, but it was merely Fang Xia borrowing a path.

Fang Xia strolled through the Lone Wolf territory as if he were at home, looking around and occasionally giving orders.

“This won’t do. The construction is too slow. Only this much progress in three days?”

“Well, that plaque there is hung too low. You need to raise it so it highlights the Lone Wolf squad’s momentum.”

The Lone Wolf high-ranking members accompanying Fang Xia were sweating nonstop.

Not to mention he was a killing god, but look at the thousand young women behind him—all killing gods in their own right.

Oh, except the twins—rumored to be just pretty faces.

Only Jing Ru was unaware of what he was thinking, or she’d surely want to fight him.

After all, she was at least a third-rank fighter and held a mid-level position in the Lone Wolf squad.

“Did you all remember what my brother said? Go and make the changes now.”

Lone Wolf smiled alongside them but wondered what Fang Xia’s purpose was in visiting.

After that war, the Lone Wolf squad’s numbers were down to less than thirty thousand, roughly the same size as two of Fang Xia’s squads—but those were just his affiliated squads.

So, these days, Lone Wolf hadn’t rushed out to grab supplies but was instead recruiting desperately.

Unfortunately, the last war left a poor impression, so recruitment was difficult.

Only because he had plenty of supplies had others not fled.

“All right, that’s enough for today. I’ll come back and check again next time.”

After enduring long enough, Fang Xia finally said.

No matter how one heard it, it sounded odd—as if the Lone Wolf squad was a subordinate territory of his.

But Lone Wolf no longer cared about such things. Nothing good came from meeting Fang Xia anyway. As long as he left, nothing else mattered.

“By the way, I plan to leave the city to take a look. I blew up the bridge on my side, so I intend to go through your territory. Is that okay?”

“Of course no problem.”

Lone Wolf nodded quickly. It wasn’t just passing through—he didn’t mind switching territories either.

These passages were open for everyone, but since Fang Xia brought so many people, a heads-up was necessary; he didn’t want a real fight.

Only after Fang Xia left did Lone Wolf finally relax.

But what was the Killing God doing outside the city?

And he brought the entire squad of young ladies, even the newly recruited ones.

Lone Wolf was baffled.

There were still so many supplies inside the city yet he needed to leave now?

Beside him, a young man also pondered what Fang Xia’s plan was.

Yet no matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t figure it out.

Outside the city.

Everything was just as Liu Rui had said—no signs of people or zombies as far as the eye could see.

“Brother Fang, what are we going to do?”

Once outside, everyone felt lost, not knowing the next step, and all turned to look at the only man in the squad.

“Find a larger flat area, preferably with no other buildings nearby, and a good distance from White City.”

Since he wanted to stay far from White City, they just needed to keep moving forward.

Many of the young women were stepping outside the city for the first time since the apocalypse.

Every day they faced the ravenous people inside the city and the countless zombies, which had almost made them sick.

Suddenly being out here, looking at the fields and scenery, their moods lifted, and even the faint fear of the unknown outside the city vanished completely.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the young women at the front suddenly panicked.

Several sharp screams followed.

White Star acted first, instantly moving from the middle of the group to the front, but the next second, she ran back even faster.

“Brother Fang! Brother Fang! Help! There’s a huge snake!”

Fang Xia, who had been prepared and serious, almost burst out laughing.

So this was Dawn City’s top female assassin? At this moment, she was just like any ordinary girl.

Fang Xia understood the cause of the panic at the front.

Even when facing zombies, these young women remained calm.

But when confronted with a long, soft creature, their natural female fear surfaced.

At this moment, they were no killing goddesses or female assassins—just a bunch of frightened girls.

“Everyone, clear the way. I’ll handle this,” Fang Xia called out with a smile.