Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [401-600]

Chapter 416: Ascension

In the suburban wasteland area.

Two large trucks drove into the town occupied by the Scavenger Army.

The commander of the military district, Lei Ming, led the members of the Scavenger Army to welcome them in the town's central square.

The eyes of the members of the army were filled with incomparable eagerness.

"Osborne, you are three days behind the scheduled time."

Osborne jumped down from the passenger seat.

"I've tried my best. The front line is in a dire situation. You know our current situation. The other areas are the same. I know you're in a critical situation. I'll send these two batches of potions to you immediately."

"Cheh!"

Lei Ming waved his hand to signal his subordinates to move the goods. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you were two days late, you could have come directly to collect our corpses."

As usual, Osborne had a stern face and said word by word, "Lei Ming, I believe that your strength is not limited to this. Also, I have good news for you. This time, I brought you an additional half-truck of potions."

"Hmph."

Lei Ming snorted lightly.

After getting an additional half-truck of warlord potions, the displeasure in his heart eased a little.

"By the way, what happened to that Fang Heng recently? How did he rise to the rank of regional chief commander so quickly?"

"It was specially approved by Commander Cook Barn. Fang Heng produced a large number of warlord potions in a short period to alleviate the crisis on the front line. In addition, these potions in your hands were all made with Fang Heng's help."

"A potion maker?"

Lei Ming pursed his lips and a feeling of dissatisfaction rose from his heart.

They fought to the death on the front line but in the end, they were worse off than a potion maker!

How unpleasant!

"Brother Lei!"

While they were talking, a team member who was carrying the goods jumped down from the truck and handed a bottle of warlord potion to Lei Ming.

"Brother Lei, the potion doesn't seem right."

Lei Ming took the potion and looked at it in his hand, his face darkening.

"Osborne! What does this mean?"

"It's a modified version of the warlord potion. Fang Heng, whom you mentioned just now, was the one who made it."

Osborne explained expressionlessly, "Tell your men to hurry up and unload the goods. I still have a few more to run. There was a problem with the transport truck yesterday. I'm in a hurry."

"D*mn it! Are you kidding me?"

Lei Ming stared at Osborne fiercely.

"Are you trying to trick me with defective goods? Is that why you gave me more than half a box of potions?"

"I don't have the time." Osborne frowned. "Do you want it? If you don't unload the goods, we'll leave now."

"Wait! I'll try the effect first."

Lei Ming stopped Osborne. Just as he was about to test the effect of the potion himself, gunshots sounded outside the town.

A member of the Scavenger Army shouted, "Brother Lei! Someone is attacking the base!"