67: Chapter 67 The Real Swindler

With enough survival coins, Chen Ze felt his confidence return.

Over 9,000 points; that was enough to keep him going for another three or four hours.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Two E-Class Mutant Zombies were tireless, crazily ramming against the Blockhouse walls over and over again.

Their brain capacity was extremely low, possessing only an instinctive desire for destruction. After ramming dozens of times without breaking through the wall, they were likely confused deep down as to why this building in front of them remained completely motionless no matter how hard they pounded it.

But it was the ordinary survivors in the houses to the left and right of the Blockhouse who couldn't hold on longer than the E-Class Mutant Zombies.

They clung to their own damaged windows, staring in terror toward the Blockhouse.

"Wife, pinch me quickly and see if I'm dreaming? How has that Blockhouse held up for over an hour without any issues?"

"Is Chen Ze cheating? Two E-Class Mutant Zombies! And he's been holding them off this long without a scratch?"

"Who said there are no issues? I clearly saw the searchlight on the roof get knocked crooked!"

"You big idiot! Why are you spacing out? Hurry up and kill the zombies!"

Just as Chen Ze was leisurely stacking his passive effects, the system notified him of a private message. He opened it to find it was from his old acquaintance, Manager Gao.

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "Brother, I heard you sold quite a few e-grade red jujubes at the Trading House? Oh my, Brother, why didn't you think of your old brother here?"

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "Manager Gao, I was in a rush to use survival coins and was afraid you wouldn't be able to handle that many at once."

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "What are you saying, Brother? We're in business, after all; I definitely have a few thousand survival coins..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ze was stunned.

Good grief, is flipping goods this profitable? He has thousands of survival coins?

He was suddenly quite curious.

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "Old Gao, tell me the truth. Is your talent related to doing business? How are you so good at making money?"

After sending the message, two or three minutes passed with no response.

Chen Ze had originally just guessed randomly, but seeing the other party's reaction, it was quite possible he had actually hit the nail on the head!

However, a talent was, after all, every survivor's most guarded secret. Asking like this was indeed a bit rash.

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "Old Gao, I was just joking. Let's talk business, let's talk business."

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "Actually, there's nothing to hide. My talent really isn't combat-oriented!"

Immediately, Manager Gao directly sent a screenshot of his talent into their private chat.

[Talent: Profiteer]

Level: S-Class

Talent Effect: For every successful transaction the survivor makes, they can obtain an additional 3% of the transaction amount.

(Note: The transaction limit for each type of commodity is 1,000; fraudulent transactions are not allowed.)

Holy cow, I actually guessed it!

He gets a 3% cut on every transaction? No wonder he felt like Old Gao didn't do anything all day and just kept watch over the system panel. It turns out that as long as he completes a transaction, he's making money regardless!

Fortunately, the system has restrictions; each commodity can only be traded for 1,000 units, otherwise, this Old Gao would probably be unstoppable by now.

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "Old Gao, you really are a "Profiteer"!"

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "What are you saying, Brother? I'm just trying to make a living. Now do you see why I want high-level items so much?"

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "You mean you've reached the transaction limit for ordinary items?"

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "Pretty much. Plus, those things aren't worth much, so 3% really isn't that much!"

As if I'd believe that!

I have to fight for my life in the Light Curtain Forest just to earn some assets, yet you can just lie at home and easily pull out thousands of survival coins!

Profiteer! Definitely a profiteer!

Chen Ze suddenly felt that the other guy's talent was truly amazing!

AAA Building Materials Boss Gao: "Brother, do you have any more e-grade red jujubes on hand? Sell some to your old brother?"

Chen Ze really had no choice this time. Old Gao had told him about his trump card talent, so how could he not sell?

In the end, Manager Gao bought 30 e-grade red jujubes from Chen Ze for a price of 220 survival coins.

Adding to the previous 9,000, the survival coins in his hands now hit a new high: a full 15,000 points!

"I'll keep 10,000 points for emergencies and use the rest to stack my passive effects!"

Chen Ze calculated to himself.

The drop rate tonight has increased significantly. It's possible someone might sell high-level treasures that he needs, so it's necessary to keep some survival coins on hand.

With 5,000 survival coins, he managed to hold on for another two-plus hours, and the durability limit reached a terrifying value.

1,900 points!

Tonight, the durability value had increased by more than four times!

Seeing this number, even Chen Ze felt a bit dizzy.

How much durability do ordinary survivors have?

Level 1: 100 points! Level 2: 200 points!

His Blockhouse had a full 1,900 points!

He pulled up the Fortress attribute panel.

[Survival Fortress: WWII Blockhouse]

Level: 2

Defense Value: 5 (The higher the defense value, the lower the damage received when attacked.)

Durability: 1,870 / 1,900

Talent: SSS-Class Plunder

Rating: B-Class, a sturdy Fortress with exceptionally outstanding durability!

Upgrade Requirements: E-Class Wood * 100, E-Class Steel * 100, E-Class Stone * 100, Level 3 Fortress Upgrade Blueprint * 1.

The Fortress's rating had finally upgraded, changing from the initial C-Class to B-Class.

"Not bad, not bad! This is how it should be!"

Seeing Chen Ze speak, Fatty immediately looked at him.

"Brother Ze! Are we going to take care of those two big guys? Oh my god, I really can't take it anymore! They keep pounding on the wall with a "thump, thump, thump," and my brain is about to be shaken to mush!"

In the span of a few hours, Wang Yalan and Fatty had already cleared out over a hundred F-Class zombies. At this moment, only two huge Brute Force Zombies remained, still tirelessly attacking the Blockhouse.

"Haha, why do you make it sound like you could beat them?"

Chen Ze was in an excellent mood and laughingly teased Fatty.

The latter, upon hearing this, didn't feel embarrassed and grinned, revealing a row of big white teeth.

"I'm not that good, but my Brother Ze is! Brother, make your move and kill them!"

"Haha, you kid!"

Chen Ze scolded him with a laugh, then turned his gaze outside the Blockhouse, finally resting it on the Brute Force Zombies.

"Since your duty is complete, then next, it's time for you to die!"

After saying this, Chen Ze drew the f-class tang dao from his waist with a *shing* sound, its cold light suddenly shattering the dim night.

He stomped hard on the ground, his body suddenly coiled with energy, and he leaped directly out from the second-floor observation window!

From the height of two floors, without the slightest buffer, he leaped cleanly and decisively, instantly making Fatty and Wang Yalan's pupils shrink as they both let out an exclamation.

"Holy crap! Brother Ze, are you crazy? Jumping directly from this height?"

"Chen Ze, be extremely careful!"

The two tireless E-Class Brute Force Zombies turned their heads abruptly upon hearing the sound, their murky, scarlet eyes locked onto the falling Chen Ze, deep, violent roars rolling from their throats.

"Roar!~"

In an instant, a foul-smelling gust of wind whistled toward his face!

"Hmph! This move again!"

Last night, Chen Ze had fallen victim to this "bad breath attack," briefly losing focus from the stench. How could he commit the same mistake today?

He quickly held his breath in mid-air, tilted his head slightly to the side, and easily dodged the deadly, foul gust.

At the same time, utilizing the massive momentum of the fall from high altitude, he pressed his legs down precisely and stomped heavily onto the top of the Brute Force Zombie on the left!

The terrifying force instantly made the Brute Force Zombie stagger, causing it to lose its balance completely as its massive head sank heavily downward.

Just at this moment, Chen Ze gripped the hilt of the blade with both hands, exerted sudden force with his arms, and using all the potential energy from his fall, thrust the f-class tang dao vertically and fiercely downward!

"Go to hell!"