Along the way, Kim Cheol-ho led Lee Hyun-jo, doing most of the talking while Lee Hyun-jo listened.

Not long after, a young man behind Kim Cheol-ho handed him a cell phone.

“Mr. Lee, all the information I have is on this phone. I’ll leave the rest to you.” Kim Cheol-ho looked at Lee Hyun-jo solemnly. His somewhat broken Korean accent sounded very dignified in the atmosphere.

"I will." Li Xuanzu rarely spoke a few words. It wasn't that he was pretending to be aloof, but rather that much of what Jin Zhehao said was idle talk and had little to do with the topic. Moreover, it was somewhat related to the current situation in China, so he couldn't comment on it.

Li Xuanzu took the phone; there were no apps on it, only a text message.

It records the psionic abilities of third-tier zombies in various regions, the size of their zombie hordes, their direction of movement, and the second-tier zombies that may become third-tier zombies.

It's written in great detail; it seems a lot of human resources were spent on it.

It also has phone, map, and camera functions, and that's about it.

North Korea has also launched satellites, which are still functioning normally, but it's unrealistic to expect them to browse forums like those in China.

That off-road vehicle has excellent performance; if it clears out the zombies quickly, it can eliminate most of the third-tier zombies in the country in just ten days.

A few will definitely be missed, and the zombies will keep getting stronger, but Li Xuanzu can't stay in one place for too long.

“You provide the intelligence, I’ll be responsible for the cleanup. The spirit cores will be split 80/20, and I’ll take the lion’s share. Any problems?” Li Xuanzu had already agreed on the distribution of spirit cores beforehand.

This information was actually meaningless to him, but he still had to release 20% of the spirit cores to the Korean Kingdom.

"How could I possibly accept this, Mr. Li? You've come to help us clear out the zombies; we can't take your spirit core," Jin Zhehao said, flattered.

"Is that so? Then grant me one condition that isn't too unreasonable, how about that?" Li Xuanzu smiled, his goal achieved.

"You said, as long as it can help you."

"Organize the people of North Korea to draw blood, the more the better. You decide what to do. I'll collect the blood after I've cleared out the zombies. If North Korea can provide more blood, the spirit core will be split 60/40." Li Xuanzu finally revealed his true purpose.

Blood is what he truly needs; he had long since discarded psychic energy.

"Only blood? No requirement on how much?" Kim Cheol-ho looked at Lee Hyun-jo in disbelief, momentarily doubting if he had misheard.

Do not want the soul core, but the blood.

Although Jin Zhehao knew that blood was just as important to Li Xuanzu as the spirit core, and even much more so, he would not take advantage of the situation to raise the price.

This is an exchange of equivalents, exchanging useless things for each other.

In the apocalypse, blood is considered a relatively important thing, but compared to a spirit core, it is insignificant.

"No, as long as it doesn't harm anyone's health, you can do whatever you want, but try to eat as much as possible." Li Xuanzu still remembered the principle of slow and steady wins the race and reminded Jin Zhehao of this.

"Okay, I'll take care of it right away, Mr. Li, you are such a kind person!" After confirming what Li Xuanzu had said, Jin Zhehao bowed deeply to Li Xuanzu, his eyes glistening with tears.

Kim Cheol-ho is a very good leader who governs the country very well.

The fact that North Korea, with its relatively small land area, has managed to survive until now is a good example of this.

The zombies arrived too suddenly this time, and the bizarre events threw all the national leaders into disarray. Even when they finally reacted, they were already in dire straits.

So he could only watch as his country's territory was gradually invaded by zombies, as his people were slaughtered by zombies, and as a country of tens of millions of people was reduced to just over 100,000, living in a small city called Pingcheng.

He longed to lead the Korean nation to reclaim its land, rebuild its homeland from the ruins, and kill all the zombies he hated so much.

However, the country of North Korea does not have enough psionicists, and the ratio of human to zombie third-tier combat power within North Korea is pitifully small.

Even the occasional strange occurrences and the zombie hordes attacking the city keep them busy, resulting in some deaths and injuries. Where would they find the extra manpower to go out and clear out the zombies?

If it weren't for dire circumstances, who would ask other countries for help at such a time? This would indirectly expose that one's own strength is inferior to that of others.

But if no one comes to their aid, they will have no choice but to resort to nuclear weapons. When that happens, winning or losing will no longer matter; it will be a lose-lose situation where they inflict heavy damage on both sides.

That's why Kim Cheol-ho adopted such a humble attitude in front of Lee Hyun-jo.

If sacrificing one's dignity can save the lives of tens or even hundreds of thousands of people, then it is something that requires no further consideration.

"A good person? This is the first time I've heard someone speak so sincerely about me." Li Xuanzu murmured to himself.

After putting away his phone, Li Xuanzu sent a message to Elder Huang that he had arrived in North Korea, then got into his off-road vehicle and set off.