Two private planes arrived in the remote fishing village.

One of the planes landed on a patch of withered grass in the village. The cabin door opened, and a short man appeared first.

There was another man about the same height as him behind him.

After the two got off the plane, they stood on either side of each other, seemingly waiting for someone from inside the cabin to appear.

At that moment, a tall, blond man with striking features appeared at the hatch exit.

He looked at the rows of dilapidated houses in the distance, a contemptuous and disdainful sneer on his face.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, saying in the K language, "This is the ancient country? It's just as backward as I imagined."

After saying that, he slowly walked onto the withered grass, step by step.

The short men who had been waiting on both sides immediately went to meet them.

Standing on either side of the tall, blond man, with a fawning smile on their faces, they said, "Yes, Mr. Charlie, this ancient country is indeed backward."

The tall, blond man glanced sideways at the short man who had spoken, "You're saying that a mermaid once appeared here?"

The short man immediately nodded in reply, “Yes, Mr. Charlie, the fishermen here have witnessed a creature with a human body and a fish tail. It is said that the creature is extremely fierce and can break iron harpoons with its bare hands.”

Upon hearing this, the tall, blond man's blue eyes lit up, filled with excitement and fervor.

“Go and find all those who have witnessed the mermaid and bring them here. I have questions for them.”

The two short men immediately agreed.

They walked toward the rows of dilapidated houses in the distance.

The blond man glanced down at the messy, withered grass on the ground, his eyes full of disdain. How could these lowly, filthy weeds possibly taint the soles of his noble shoes?

In his eyes, even the air in Country K was of unparalleled nobility.

After all, many people in this backward ancient country had once bought air bags from country K at high prices.

A tiny air bag shipped from country K can sell for three or four hundred local currency in this ancient country.

A tiny air bag can hold just a little bit of air from Country K.

It is evident that even the air in Country K is of unparalleled nobility, something that these lowly and foolish people of an ancient country do not deserve.

He quickly returned to the cabin, sat down in a chair, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet next to him, opened it, and poured it into a stemmed glass on the table.

He reached out, picked up the glass, swirled it around, and took a sip of the red wine.

Then he closed his eyes, revealing a look of lingering enjoyment.

Just then, two short men returned.

Their faces no longer held the high spirits they had when they set off; only dejection remained.

With his head bowed, he said in a low voice, "Mr. Charlie, there is no living person here."

The tall man opened his blue eyes and glanced at the short man who had spoken.

A mocking smile appeared on his face as he slowly spoke, "What, have all the people here turned into zombies?"

The short man shook his head, which was hanging even lower, and replied, "No, there aren't even any zombies here."

A look of confusion flashed in the eyes of the tall, blond man. "Why?"

The zombie virus was developed by their organization specifically for a grand ideal, and only they know best how powerful this virus is.

Why isn't anyone here a zombie?

The short man glanced up furtively at the tall, blond man's face, then quickly lowered his head again.

He replied in a low voice, "We found some incomplete human skeletons next to an abandoned factory on the west side. Those should be all the villagers in this village."

The tall, blond man angrily kicked the short man.

The short man immediately clutched the spot where he had been kicked, fell to the ground, and howled in pain.

The tall, blond man roared, "Go now, find out where the mermaid is!"

Another man quickly helped the man who was groaning on the ground to his feet, bowing and scraping as he repeatedly agreed.

Then they quickly left the cabin.