On a responding ship.

Zhou Xianxian's virtual figure appeared, with a document in front of her.

"Sister Lucy, the information is here."

On it was Laud's information.

This document is very detailed and includes all of Lauder's background.

Behind Lord are several well-known military-industrial enterprises in the United States.

Not only that, many politicians and military leaders have good relationships with him, and even a network of interests.

"Loud?"

Lucy has blonde hair and is wearing an oriental cheongsam that highlights her perfect figure.

The huge breasts almost broke the cheongsam.

This Lord was the wealthy man who had undergone surgery before, and the surgery cost 20 billion.

The twelve disciples only cared about money, not people.

They don’t care who the other person is or whether he is an unforgivable criminal.

As long as you can afford it, you will get treatment.

That's why Lord became a customer.

I just didn't expect that this client seemed to be so ambitious and courageous.

"You think you can get rid of us by sending two hundred soldiers and a special forces unit?"

"They definitely didn't expect this, did they?"

Lucy smiled.

She was a top agent in her previous life, so her skills were naturally amazing.

She is not as strong as Guan Xue and other resurrected zombies, but compared to ordinary people, Lucy is very strong.

But as a person in charge, what is needed is brains, not anything else.

Zhou Xianxian's existence is indeed a dimensionality reduction attack on modern communications and networks on Earth.

Lucy, who came from the end of the world, knows the level of technology there.

The different writing methods make Zhou Xianxian's abilities far beyond the imagination of modern humans on Earth.

The ability not being in the same dimension meant that it was extremely easy for Zhou Xianxian to invade servers in various countries.

Every move of the United States' military is under Zhou Xianxian's surveillance.

Nothing can be seen at the moment.

If there really were a war between two big powers, the United States would lose badly.

Of course, these secrets are not known to the outside world for the time being.

Once the United States finds out, it will definitely go crazy and may mobilize the entire country to get rid of the boss and Zhou Xianxian.

She looked at Lord's profile and pulled out her satellite phone.

The number dialed was Lord's cell phone number.

Soon, Lord's assistant answered the phone.

"Tell Lauder that we can heal people, but we can also kill people."

Lucy said something calmly and immediately hung up the phone.

On the other side, Lord's face turned pale when he heard what his assistant said.

This time the operation failed.

The Twelve Apostles actually wiped out an entire army.

This news once again shocked the upper echelons of the United States.

It has not been leaked yet and is being tightly covered up by the military.

But the impact of this incident is huge.

From the president and Congress to many military leaders, everyone was alarmed.

He was in enough trouble already.

But now he received a call from this bitch, threatening him?

It has been a long time since anyone dared to threaten him.

However, when he thought of the terrifying strength of the Twelve Disciples, Lord actually felt a little scared.

He regretted why he had gotten involved with the other party.

"The military is such a bunch of rubbish."

"Hans is the worst of the worst. He was ambushed and his entire army was wiped out. What a bastard."

Lord smashed the wine glass in his hand.

What he needs to consider is how to face the crazy revenge of the twelve disciples?

This organization is not simple.

How could an ordinary organization develop a series of high-tech medical devices?

It is no exaggeration to say that their medical level is at least decades ahead of the world.

Even a hundred years would not be too much.

After all, there are many diseases that humans may not be able to conquer in a hundred years.

…………

Modern Earth.

Mammoth Heavy Industries.

When Zhou Qiang returned, Zhou Xianxian appeared first and cast her figure in front of Zhou Qiang.

"Dad, sister Lucy is in some trouble."

Zhou Qiang raised his eyebrows.

This doesn't seem to be good news.

Needless to say, the current importance of the Twelve Apostles is a hidden card.

In terms of earning power, it is top-notch.

As for its future influence, once its membership system is fully established, its influence will be global.

"Help me get through to Lucy."

Zhou Qiang leaned back on the sofa. Zhu Li and the others brought him a cup of hot coffee and then left.

From here you can hear the sound of traffic on the main road outside.

Only these sounds made Zhou Qiang feel like he was in modern Earth.

He took a sip of coffee.

The communication is connected.

In front of Zhou Qiang, Lucy stood in front of Zhou Qiang like a virtual person under the effect of holographic projection.

"boss!"

Lucy spoke up.

Zhou Xianxian's virtual body sat next to Zhou Qiang, her two legs swaying on the sofa, and she seemed to be somewhat sticky to Zhou Qiang.

Zhou Qiang nodded, put down the coffee cup, and said calmly: "Go ahead."

Lucy gave a brief introduction.

When Zhou Qiang heard that the current headquarters of the Twelve Apostles had been discovered, there was no change on his face.

Ever since the Twelve Apostles were established, Zhou Qiang had thought that something like this would happen.

Anyone who underestimates the United States will pay the price.

Of course, it is one thing for it to happen and another for it to actually happen.

Not everyone can move the Twelve Apostles.

For the time being, it is Zhou Qiang's cash cow.

The manufacturing cost of a fourth-order mutated zombie is 100 million.

Extrapolate from first to fourth order manufacturing prices.

A fifth-level mutated zombie requires 1 billion in funding.

This is not a small number.

Even though Zhou Qiang now has hundreds of billions, he still feels a sense of powerlessness.

Fifth level, one billion.

Does the sixth level cost 10 billion?

Regarding the need for funds, before Mammoth Heavy Industries truly has sufficient earning power, the Twelve Apostles is the fastest way to make money.

Therefore, to move against the Twelve Disciples would mean cutting off Zhou Qiang's source of income.

Taking away someone's wealth is like killing their parents.

This is a big deal.

Zhou Qiang even dared to turn the military experimental base upside down, so what else would Zhou Qiang not dare to do?

There is no moral argument.

Treat the disease with one hand and collect the money with the other. If it’s too expensive, you can just not get treatment.

The twelve disciples would not force anyone to heal a disease.

So Zhou Qiang felt at ease taking this money.

Zhou Qiang didn't think the other party owed him anything, but the Twelve Disciples wouldn't owe him anything either.

It's more like a transaction.

But now the other party has broken this rule.

Lucy said, "Boss, kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"

Lucy's words were plain, but murderous.

Lucy used this oriental idiom very fluently.

If those who break the rules are not punished, will others think that the Twelve Apostles are made of paper?

Whether it’s a cat or a dog, come and give it a pinch?

Zhou Qiang nodded and said, "I can give you the person, but you decide how to operate it."

Ten dark witches, they are still a little weak.

They are at the third level and are still threatened by guns.

This time Zhou Qiang was also going to be ruthless. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll give you a Tyrant and a Brood. With them, even a regiment won't be enough for them to fight."

"tyrant?"

"The mother nest?"

Lucy didn't know what the so-called tyrant was like.

But judging from the boss's tone, he seems to be very strong?

Two people can work as a team.

This regiment is not from a small country, but from the United States. It is absolutely well-equipped and elite.

Why does the boss have such confidence?

Zhou Qiang nodded and said, "Yes, you will know when you arrive in the United States."

“It’s the boss!”

Lucy became curious as she listened to her boss's confident words.

But she didn't ask.

After Zhou Qiang hung up the call, he pondered for a moment and then stood up.

"Dad, are you leaving again?"

Zhou Xianxian pouted.

She finally got the chance to play with her dad, but he was about to leave.

Zhou Qiang looked at this virtual daughter and felt a surge of love for her.

He stretched out his hand, stroked Zhou Xianxian's face, and said with a smile: "Dad has important things to do, Xianxian, be good, when I'm done, Dad will play with you."

"Really?"

Zhou Xianxian burst into laughter.

"certainly!"

Zhou Qiang answered without hesitation.

Zhou Xianxian smiled and said, "Dad, let's make a pinky promise."

The virtual hand hooked Zhou Qiang's hand.

Zhou Xianxian has become more and more humane during this period of time. As expected of an artificial intelligence, she has already adapted to human thinking.

This also means that she is becoming stronger and stronger.

Su Mei and the others have never stopped strengthening Zhou Xianxian and constantly modifying her core.

The intention is simple, to allow Zhou Xianxian to reach the intermediate level of artificial intelligence.

The current level of artificial intelligence is only basic and cannot satisfy Su Mei and others.

After making an agreement with Zhou Xianxian, Zhou Qiang appeared in the apocalyptic world.

Zhou Qiang was not in the camp at this time.

There are too many people in the camp, and many things are inconvenient.

The collection team was taken by Zhou Qiang to a villa area outside Tianwei City.

This was once the residence of the wealthy.

After the end of the world, this place became a dead place.

The zombies here were not cleared out by Zhou Qiang, but by other extraordinary people.

How could they let go of an area like this, where rich people used to live?

Valuable or useful things were looted by the extraordinary people.

Many safes were violently broken into by them.

Zhou Qiang had no idea what was going on in their heads. It was the end of the world, and they still wanted antique treasures that could be eaten as food?

Zhou Qiang chose the largest villa in the center of the city as his temporary residence.

In a room on the third floor.

Zhou Qiang returned from modern Earth and appeared here.

It certainly doesn’t work to create a tyrant in the room.

So Zhou Qiang had no choice but to leave the room and walk towards the yard of the villa.

"Huh?"

Zhou Qiang saw Mu Xiaoyue and the others, who were busy here happily.

Some were cleaning, some were busy trimming the messy weeds and maintaining the yard.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Qiang was puzzled.

In Zhou Qiang's plan, this is also a temporary residence. Maybe he will leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

In the end times, there is no need to worry about housing.

There are empty houses all over the world, you can pick whatever you want.

Like in this villa area, there are hundreds of villas and you can pick the one you like.

Mu Xiaoyue smiled, she seemed very happy, and said: "Boss, of course you are cleaning and tidying up the villa?"

"No one has lived here for so many years. There is dust everywhere. We are not used to living here."

"Also, boss, don't you think this yard is actually very beautiful? It's just a little messy now. We can fix it up and live more comfortably. Isn't that good?"

"We have nothing to do now anyway."

Zhou Qiang found that what she said seemed to make a lot of sense.

Twenty-two beautiful girls are in the villa. In this apocalyptic world, if they don’t go out to hunt zombies, they really have nothing to do.

It seems that finding something to do like this might help them get less idle?

"Okay, whatever you want."

Zhou Qiang doesn't care.

Clean and dusty, the former is definitely more comfortable.

"whee!"

Mu Xiaoyue laughed and commanded: "Sisters, be careful, this will be our home from now on."

"Zhao Manman, can you trim this green belt a little more neatly, like a dog bite."

"And you, Wang Xin, I asked you to pull out the weeds, but you pulled out all the trees. Plant them back for me."

"Shui Minmin, why are you so happy? Are you so excited about living with your boss that you don't know what to do?"

"Looking at your slutty look, are you thinking of sneaking into the boss' bed tonight?"

Zhou Qiang heard what Mu Xiaoyue said.

Suddenly, my head was full of black lines.

Home?

When did this place become home?

Besides, there are so many villas here, they can easily pick one or two to live in.

But now, twenty-two girls are crowded in this villa, and two or three of them are unwilling to live in other villas.

Living together?

Have they been kicked in the head by a donkey, and this is what they define as cohabitation?

But...it seems...

A bit similar?

Oh my god, twenty-two such beautiful girls, and they look like they are ready to be picked by you. It's totally like one dragon and twenty-two phoenixes.

Pure like Mu Xiaoyue.

Mature and charming like Zhao Manman.

There is also Shui Minmin, who has a baby face and big breasts.

And Sister Yu...

cough……

Zhou Qiang found himself a little excited. It was such a ** scene. I'm afraid even the rich wouldn't dare to play like this?

A thrilling scene has already emerged in my mind.

Zhou Qiang was stunned for a moment.

A group of girls were now wearing cool clothes, and none of them seemed to care that he was a man, and they were playing with revealing clothes openly.

Some even reveal more than half of the ball, which creates a huge visual impact.

Especially now that they are busy, there is springtime glimpse everywhere.

Standing here, you can see the most amazing scenes.

"What the hell, a bunch of fairies, they're all greedy for my body."

Zhou Qiang shuddered and dared not look anymore.

The way he turned and left looked like he was fleeing.

The girls all laughed, each with a teasing look in their eyes.

They found the boss to be really funny.

Zhou Qiang didn't walk far, just stood in the yard.

"Create a tyrant and a nest!"

The zombie manufacturing system immediately deducted Zhou Qiang’s funds and manufacturing points.

Light particles emerged and gathered into two huge light shadows.

Mu Xiaoyue and the others turned their heads to look at this scene, and everyone's faces looked calm.

They have become accustomed to Zhou Qiang's call.

It can be said that it is nothing new.

Four minutes later.

Two sturdy tyrants stood in the yard, a little over five meters tall. Standing in front of them, Zhou Qiang felt like he had arrived in a land of giants.

"Walk!"

Zhou Qiang took the Tyrant and the Mother Nest out of the villa. After turning to a corner that Mu Xiaoyue and the others couldn't see, he had a thought: "Return to modern Earth."

moment.

Zhou Qiang, the Tyrant, and the Mother Nest twisted and disappeared.