Chapter 151: The Blood Battle Mercenary Corps

"Pass a bowl of rice to Commander Wang as well. Since we are occupying her territory, we will still have to trouble her to help you find your relatives tomorrow."

Wang Ke desperately wanted to firmly say no, having just sworn an oath to herself upstairs.

However, looking at the dishes on the table, the words stuck in her throat, refusing to come out.

She blankly accepted the bowl of rice handed over by Ouyang Ting. It smelled fragrant, instantly boosting her appetite.

Never mind, she thought, consider it tonight's lodging fee and tomorrow's labor cost.

If worst came to worst, she supposed she wouldn't resist when he tried to force himself on her tonight.

Wang Ke figured it out in an instant. Mainly, if she didn't figure it out soon, judging by the stance of those young ladies, there might not be any food left in a moment.

Whether it was a dream or not, she would eat while she could. Even if it was just a dream, it was worth it.

That was Wang Ke's only thought at the moment.

Good grief, this meat is delicious.

That night, Wang Ke remained in a very delicate state of mind.

During the first half of the night, she constantly worried about when Fang Xia would arrive and in what manner he would come.

What if the two of them came together? After all, Fang Xia probably couldn't defeat her alone.

Yet how incredibly embarrassing it would be if they both came at once.

After waiting for two hours, just as Wang Ke was about to fall asleep, Fang Xia was still nowhere to be seen, but instead, soft noises drifted over from the next room.

As an adult, Wang Ke naturally knew what that meant.

If she wanted to run, now was the absolute best time.

Yet, whether her brain had short-circuited or something, she was too consumed by shyness and had completely forgotten all about escaping.

Finally, the sounds from next door ceased, and Wang Ke's heart jumped back into her throat.

Crap, they're done, and now they're definitely coming over.

Should she put up a fierce struggle later and let the opponent knock her unconscious before proceeding to the next step, or should she just put up a token resistance and let nature take its course?

Perhaps she shouldn't resist at all; it was pointless anyway.

After enduring for another hour or so, there was still not the slightest movement from next door.

Wang Ke even felt like storming over to demand an explanation: was he even a real man, quitting after just one round?

While Wang Ke was kept awake by her racing thoughts, Fang Xia next door had long since fallen fast asleep, holding Bai Xing in his arms.

As for Wang Ke, there were still three young ladies downstairs, each possessing Tier 3 strength; they wouldn't let her run away.

Even if they couldn't beat her, stalling her for a bit would be no problem at all.

...

The next morning, Fang Xia was awakened by the commotion downstairs.

"Why does that sound like a man's voice?"

Dazed and groggy, Fang Xia felt a bit bewildered.

Wasn't this an all-female faction? Were there other men here besides his own people?

Bai Xing was already up, standing by the window looking outside. Seeing that Fang Xia had woken up, she hurried over.

"Brother Fang, a group of men has broken into Wang Ke's faction. They're probably people from that so-called Blood Battle Brigade."

"Because Wang Ke hasn't come out yet and no one could stop him, he's barged all the way in here."

From the squad leader yesterday, they had already learned about the situation in Chencheng.

There were only two factions in total, one led by a man and the other by a woman, and they were trying to annex each other.

Actually, this was quite understandable.

Did one faction take in all the strong men while the other took in all the strong women, leaving the entire city to become singletons?

Such an anti-human situation was bound to fail.

A few days ago, Chencheng experienced its second zombie rainfall, and during this rainfall, the strength of both factions had been steadily increasing.

However, the Blood Battle Brigade held the advantage in numbers, and in this scramble for resources, their rate of improvement far exceeded that of Wang Ke's women's brigade.

Yet, after the zombie rain ended, the Blood Battle Brigade did not rush to make a move, choosing instead to first ascertain the current strength of the women's brigade.

Today, they finally felt certain of victory and launched their attack.

Before 8:00 AM, Xie Feng, the leader of the Blood Battle Brigade, had already led the elites of his group to the entrance of the women's brigade, while their main force had already surrounded the entire area.

Xie Feng didn't want to start a full-scale war either. When it came down to it, they still shared a common enemy, and the infighting between the two brigades was merely to achieve greater unity.

Of course, that was his own version of it.

Every war always required a justified pretext before it could be launched.

Therefore, he led the elites of his team directly to the front of Wang Ke's villa.

The people he brought inside numbered a mere fifty, surrounded tightly by half the members of the women's brigade, yet Xie Feng was completely unfazed.

These fifty individuals constituted the absolute top combat unit of his faction, among whom there were fully ten Tier 3 fighters, making it eleven including himself.

Out of these eleven, three were ability fighters—two with toughness attributes and one fire-type.

This probability was somewhat terrifying, and it was also due to his good luck that he happened to encounter two of them among the very first batch of people to level up.

This was the source of his overflowing confidence.

According to the intelligence he gathered, the women's brigade only had six Tier 3 fighters, putting them in a completely different tier from him.

Even if that young woman possessed a special ability, it was only healing. It defied science if he couldn't win with a two-on-one advantage.

Yet to his surprise, even after he had barged all the way to Wang Ke's doorstep, she still hadn't come out. Could she have fled?

Right now, Xie Feng himself felt a bit hesitant: should he charge straight in, or continue making a scene here for a while?

Just as he was hesitating, Wang Ke finally emerged.

The waiting last night had utterly exhausted her mentally and physically, and she hadn't managed to fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.

It was barely eight o'clock, and downstairs was already noisy again, making her extremely furious.

After splashing some water on her face without the mood to bother with anything else, she got dressed and came out.

Consequently, she looked rather disheveled at the moment.

Not to mention her unkempt, disheveled hair, her eyes were also red.

The nearby brigade members who knew the situation stared at Wang Ke in this state with dropped jaws.

Could it be that last night, the commander really...

No one dared to continue that train of thought, and they all held their breaths, terrified of provoking the commander.

"Xie Feng, what do you think you're doing coming to my territory?"

Her belly full of pent-up anger had nowhere to go, and here was a ready-made target.

"Wang Ke, do you really not know why I'm here?"

"I'm telling you, as long as you're willing to become my city lord's wife and merge our two brigades into one, we can jointly rule Chencheng from now on and face the upcoming apocalyptic crisis together."

Xie Feng didn't care what trick this woman was trying to pull anymore; today, she had to submit to him one way or another, or else she couldn't blame him for being impolite.

Still, this woman had an explosive figure and looked gorgeous. If not for the apocalypse, a woman like her—let alone sleeping with her—would be something he could only dream of touching.

Yet today, it seemed he was finally going to realize that dream.

"Xie Feng, if you haven't woken up yet, please go back to sleep. Utter another word of nonsense in front of me, and you're a dead man."