I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse

Chapter 750: Who Exactly Wants to Rob Whom?



Chapter 750: Who Exactly Wants to Rob Whom?

The factory was thrown into chaos in an instant, but thanks to the management system, a group of people quickly assembled within.

Although Jing Shu was also one of the shareholders, she did not handle any management duties and was considered a guest at the Insect Cake Factory, an outsider, so she first waited to see how Factory Director Wang would handle things...

However, someone as afraid of death as Jing Shu had already quietly released a bunch of insects to check out the situation outside and summoned the rotten mermaids from the nearby fields. These creatures die upon exposure to light and must not be revealed unless absolutely necessary. Then she discreetly distributed several dozens of Hulks around, while the visible Hulks stayed close to Jing Shu, protecting her from potential threats like gun targeting, wrapping her three layers deep both inside and out.

It might be a once-in-a-century event of the Insect Cake Factory being robbed, but who knows if someone might want to harm her? Better safe than sorry! It was crucial to first send out sentries to gauge the strength of the enemy!

At that moment, the boss of the Insect Cake Factory ran up, opened the heavy iron door, and joined Jing Shu in entering the safest, food-storing refrigerated storage of the entire factory. Factory Director Wang explained, "Several managers will handle this, along with the Township Government’s security forces with whom we’ve signed a security agreement. We have over a hundred security guards. They eat their bread from this job, so they should fulfill their duty well. As long as we hold out until the Township Government’s assistance arrives, we’ll be fine. Our main responsibility is to protect the original liquid. It’s the food supply for countless people in the coming months."

Factory Director Wang locked the door tightly and let out a huge sigh of relief, as if that would prevent anyone from getting in.

It turned out that what Factory Director Wang was anxious about was the original liquid...

The refrigerated storage was empty, far from storing the ten-day supply that Wu City would have. But who could blame them when food was scarce in Xinlan?

Jing Shu frowned. "I always thought robbing a bank was a popular profession, but I never expected someone to rob an Insect Cake Factory."

Factory Director Wang was crouched behind the door, listening to the commotion outside while waving his hand. "Starving people will rob anything. I reckon it’s a group of people starved madly, scrambling for food just for a full belly. We’ve faced this kind of situation before, President Jing. Don’t be afraid, and don’t worry. You can count on me. I’m here."

Factory Director Wang was still comforting Jing Shu.

From outside came loud BOOMS, the sound of impacts, and even gunshots.

"The problem is, Factory Director Wang," Jing Shu said in a grave voice, "the noises from outside don’t sound like destitute people stealing food. It sounds like they’re organized and have Combat Power. I’m afraid it’s a large-scale robbery..."

"Could it be... they’re here for my original liquid? How, how shall we deal with this? When will the Township Government reinforcements arrive?" Factory Director Wang’s face turned pale.

"Was the delivery of the original liquid leaked today?" Jing Shu asked.

"Impossible!" Factory Director Wang said with a gloomy face. "No one in the factory knows what the key to the Insect Cake Factory’s breeding process is, let alone the transaction of the original liquid... This damned Insect Factory has neither Insect Cakes nor money. There’s just a bunch of starving men... What’s there to rob?"

If the desperate and vicious criminals were robbing a bank—oh no, those don’t exist anymore—storming the Township Government’s storehouse for white flour and rice would make sense, just as real gold and silver were valuable before. But what use would it be for these organized people to steal Insect Cakes, which are not valuable and cannot be taken in large quantities?

As they were discussing, the outside iron door was struck heavily.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Jing Shu frowned, stepped back a few paces, and Xiao Lu quickly enveloped her. The other Hulks stood in front of Jing Shu. These Hulks had evolved by consuming offspring, and Jing Shu especially trusted them.

The two creatures in her hands also revealed a bloodthirsty, excited look, seemingly knowing that today they could go on a killing spree.

Jing Shu learned from the insects that the door outside was already surrounded by three armed vehicles. Their purpose was clear; along the way, they grabbed people and pointed guns at them, asking where Factory Director Wang Gui was. They were obviously targeting Wang Gui.

In the face of such a huge disparity in combat power, the Insect Cake Factory couldn’t even manage to resist.

Thus, the news of Wang Gui hiding in this refrigerated storage was quickly discovered by those outside.

Continuous sounds of heavy pounding on the door and gunshots at the lock echoed from the storage, but to no avail.

"Relax, relax," Wang Gui said, somewhat reassured. "This was pried from Xin Lan Bank. They, they can’t open it."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the heavy iron door emitted a series of CLICKS and WHIRS as keys turned in the lock. Then, the bolted door was opened just like that.

Wang Gui’s mouth fell open.

With the door now open, against the backlight, stood an elegant woman holding a key. The woman twiddled the iron ring key with her index finger, adjusted her hair, and with her crimson lips, whispered softly, "Old Wang, I figured you’d be here."

Behind the woman, a group of men wielding various weapons and firearms entered, clearly in league with her.

Factory Director Wang’s mouth hung open as he looked at the familiar face in disbelief and said, "You, you are?"

"I’m Li Guihua, your newlywed bride, the woman who sleeps with you in the same bed every day. You don’t recognize me just because I’ve put on makeup and changed my clothes?" The woman revealed a charming smile.

"You, you’re talking nonsense! Guihua is so honest, so willing to endure hardship. How could you, a seductive woman, possibly be her!" Old Wang still couldn’t believe that this overly beautiful woman in front of him was his wife—the simple and straightforward worker who buried her head in her work and who was exceptionally vigorous in bed, night after night yelling for a horse ride!

"Giddy up!" The woman gently posed, her hand as if holding reins. "Like this?"

Beside him, Jing Shu was completely dumbfounded. Holy crap, is the news this explosive? The robber before them, is she Factory Director Wang’s bride of one month?

Old Wang was completely stunned. His trembling hand pointed at the woman, as if he finally understood the strangeness of the past few months. His face turned paler and paler. He covertly glanced at Jing Shu and then slowly positioned Jing Shu behind him.

"You... you’re here for the original liquid, aren’t you?" he stammered. "I... I’ll give it to you. Just take it. This... this is three months’ worth of original liquid, enough to make hundreds of thousands of tons of Insect Cakes." He held it out, then continued pleading, "I only ask you to remember our time as husband and wife. Spare me! Spare the innocent people in the factory. Take whatever you want from this factory..."

"Oh?" The woman laughed playfully as she received the original liquid and examined it closely, while the men with their firearms behind her also gave off bemused laughter.

Factory Director Wang kept his head low, uttering pleas for mercy. He quickly tried to recall what secrets he might have told this woman over the months. Li Guihua must not know that the original liquid is extracted from President Jing’s blood! I never told anyone that.

In fact, apart from the directors and investors of the eight factories, no one else knew the secret recipe was President Jing’s blood. Even the deputy directors only knew that such a thing as the original liquid existed.

Jing Shu narrowed her eyes, sensing that things weren’t so simple. Would a wild man who could deploy modified armed vehicles and had so many firearms come solely for the original liquid?


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