Chapter 52 We Must Grasp Both Hands



Actually, Zhang Lin was just giving it a try.

To be honest, even he himself felt that if he spent contribution points to buy the position of the Corpse King, he would likely lose money.

There are too many unexpected things that could happen outside.

He just didn't want to give the position of Corpse King to others so easily. If an acquaintance needed the position, he would even give it away for free.

He didn't want to be harassed by these people, so he proposed the idea of ​​an auction.

Zhang Lin really didn't think anyone would buy it.

Surprisingly, there really are people with so much money they don't know what to do with it.

How many contribution points will you contribute?

Zhang Lin looked at Wei Qiliang with a strange expression.

“Uh…” Wei Qiliang hesitated slightly, “As you know, this is the early stage of the apocalypse. We don’t actually have many contribution points, so we can’t compare to you…”

"Stop talking nonsense, just name your price." Zhang Lin said irritably. There was only one offer right now, and he would sell it for whatever price it was.

Every little bit helps.

"thirty!"

Wei Qiliang tentatively offered a price.

"Goodbye."

Zhang Lin left immediately.

Although I was hoping to earn a little bit, thirty was too little. Was that enough to feed a beggar?

"Wait...wait..."

Wei Qiliang quickly grabbed Zhang Lin's sleeve, "I'll add money, fifty is fine, right?"

In fact, although these ordinary people have awakened some memories of their past lives, they are not truly reborn; they simply have scattered memories in their minds.

In addition, each apocalypse is different, and the crises are different each time. In reality, they are only slightly stronger than ordinary people.

Zhang Lin arrived in Hope City neither too early nor too late. Those who arrived earlier, even if they killed zombies every day, would only have a few dozen contribution points in their savings.

He can give fifty at once, which is not a small amount.

Zhang Lin thought about it briefly and decided that was about it; if he asked for more, Wei Qiliang probably wouldn't be able to afford it anyway.

I'll bet sixty!

A middle-aged man with a full beard suddenly shouted from the side.

"Um?"

Zhang Lin glanced over immediately. "Brother, you have good taste! Let's make a deal!"

I'll bet sixty-five!

Wei Qiliang gave the man a murderous look, but had no choice but to raise the price. He knew how to make a rare-level zombie template awakening potion. If he could get the zombie king's cerebrospinal fluid, he would have a better chance of surviving in the early to mid-stages of the apocalypse.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have risked buying the location of a zombie king's corpse.

"seventy!"

The bearded man shouted again.

Seeing that there was competition, others couldn't resist and started raising the price. There weren't many wealthy people, so most raised the price little by little.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Wei Qiliang shouted, "I'll offer a hundred! Let's see who dares to compete with me!"

Immediately, the scene fell silent.

One hundred contribution points is an astronomical figure for most people at this stage.

Wei Qiliang looked around and, seeing that no one dared to speak, quickly said to Zhang Lin, "Captain Zhang, let's make a deal."

Zhang Lin looked around and, seeing that no one dared to bid again, could only agree, "Alright."

Then, both of them took out their custom-made senior-friendly mobile phones, added each other's accounts, and completed the transfer.

"Good brother, there aren't many people with your kind of courage. I believe your future is limitless. Keep it up!"

Overjoyed by his unexpected discovery, Zhang Lin patted Wei Qiliang on the shoulder after telling him the location of the Corpse King's corpse, and then served him a bowl of hot chicken soup.

Wei Qiliang was greatly encouraged.

Zhang Lin was highly regarded by the city lord and served as the second captain of Hope City after the New Era, making him arguably the third most important figure in Hope City.

The fact that such a person has high hopes for him shows that he has a bright future.

"Thank you for your encouragement. In this life, I will definitely live out my own glory!" Wei Qiliang's cheeks flushed with excitement. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Zhang Lin and turned to leave.

A group of people immediately followed.

These people who have awakened memories of several lifetimes are basically not good people. Although they did not get any information from Zhang Lin, they can follow Wei Qiliang.

At that time, we might be able to get a share of the profits.

Wei Qiliang was naturally aware of this as well. He went straight to the car dealership, rented a car, and sped off towards the Corpse King.

He needed to obtain the Corpse King's cerebrospinal fluid before everyone else arrived, and then leave safely.

And within the city of Hope.

Zhang Lin then took Chen Zibo back home.

The twin cooks had already prepared a table full of dishes and even took the food to their neighbor to exchange it for a few bottles of liquor.

Zhang Lin was very sincere in entertaining Chen Zibo.

As soon as Chen Zibo entered the house, he saw a table full of beautiful women sitting around the dining table. He was speechless and looked at Zhang Lin with a strange gaze.

When Zhang Lin left the apartment, he was with three women behind him. It hadn't been long before two more women appeared, a pair of young and beautiful twin sisters.

Even though Chen Zibo was usually upright, he couldn't help but feel a little envious at this moment.

"Old Chen, here's what I'm thinking..." After a few rounds of drinks, Zhang Lin and Chen Zibo got down to business. "I'm used to working alone, but if I could have a decent team to help me in a pinch, that would be great."

"I think I understand what you mean. Go on." Chen Zibo's face was flushed, slightly drunk, but his mind was still relatively clear.

“I’ll provide the money and supplies. You go and recruit some reliable people to form a team. You can do whatever you need to do on weekdays, but listen to my orders when it matters. What do you think?” Zhang Lin asked.

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