85: Chapter 85 Intelligence

Fatty caught up in a few strides, holding his long spear. Without a hint of mercy, he thrust the spear forward, piercing right through him.

After finishing off the last person, Fatty collected all the weapons and supplies dropped by the bodies. He then rubbed his hands together, walked over to Chen Ze, and grinned triumphantly.

"Brother Ze! We two are really something!"

Chen Ze glanced at the bodies strewn across the ground, rolled his eyes at him, and spoke with a huff.

"You've got the nerve to say that? If I hadn't stepped in just now, you'd be the one lying on the ground resting permanently!"

Fatty scratched the back of his head, chuckled, and looked perfectly content.

"Heh heh, I knew you'd have my back, Brother Ze, so I wasn't worried about anything going wrong."

Seeing that Chen Ze was about to lecture him again, he hastily changed the subject.

"Brother Ze, these guys dropped a total of 4 F-grade weapons, over 2,000 survival coins, and quite a few materials."

"Hmm, you keep them for now. What about the beast cores and crossbow bolts?" Chen Ze asked.

"There are 38 crossbow bolts, but the number of beast cores is off—there are only 16!"

The accuracy of the e-grade automatic crossbow was extremely high; logically, the number of bolts and beast cores should match.

Chen Ze smiled and gestured with his chin toward a spot not far away.

"The rest should be in that guy's hands!"

Hearing this, Fatty remembered the skinny guy Chen Ze had hit in the shoulder earlier.

He looked into the distance and saw the guy still lying motionless on the ground.

You bastard, trying to play dead on me, huh?

Fatty wore a wicked grin as he walked toward the skinny guy step by step.

Once he was close, he didn't give the guy a chance to perform. He lowered his long spear and made a move to thrust it fiercely right at the skinny guy's crotch!

A sharp killing intent instantly enveloped the man, and the cold wind of the spear pressed against his body—it definitely didn't look like a bluff.

The skinny guy, who had been holding his breath and stiffly playing dead, couldn't hold it anymore. Terrified to his core, he bolted up from the ground, his face pale as paper, his hair standing on end.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I was just playing dead! The rest of the beast cores and arrows are with me!"

He was incoherent with fear, his legs weak, and in his panic, he hastily emptied everything from his temporary system storage.

22 arrows and 35 beast cores!

Chen Ze did the math in his head; the number of arrows was exactly 60, but the beast cores were still short by 9!

"Fatty, this guy isn't being honest!"

Hearing this, Fatty was about to strike when the skinny guy screamed in terror.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me! I really didn't hide anything!"

"We used five of them to level up; I really don't know about the rest! Killing me won't help you!"

He was trembling all over, kowtowing repeatedly, his head hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Chen Ze didn't bother arguing with him; after all, once he died, the items would drop naturally.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions. Answer truthfully, and I won't kill you!"

Hearing a chance to survive, the skinny guy's eyes lit up instantly. He kowtowed three more times with a loud thud, then spoke through tears and snot.

"Thank you, boss! Thank you, boss! I promise to answer truthfully, or may I die a horrible death!"

Chen Ze smiled; he liked cowards like this.

"Speak. Who are you? Why are you here?"

The skinny guy didn't dare lie and immediately spoke.

"Boss, do you know Brother Liang Kun? That's my brother-in-law!"

He looked up at Chen Ze and, seeing the man's expressionless face, assumed Chen Ze was wary of Liang Kun's influence.

"We came out this time because we received news about Mutated Beast activity here. We thought we'd try to see if we could get a few beast cores, but just after arriving, we found many Mutant Ant corpses on the ground, so..."

"Boss, I didn't attack you just now. If you just let me go, I promise I won't say anything when I get back. I'll just say the others were killed by the Ant Swarm. Yes! That's it! The Ant Swarm!"

"Brother-in-law?"

Chen Ze hadn't expected that just by going out, he would coincidentally run into Liang Kun's men.

By his count, he had already killed two of Liang Kun's teams, and this team was clearly not ordinary—perhaps they were his trusted subordinates.

"With such a dangerous character, your brother-in-law was willing to let you come?" Fatty asked suspiciously.

When the skinny guy saw Fatty looking at him, cold sweat poured down.

Of course, he didn't dare say that his sister was just one of Liang Kun's many women. If the other party thought he was useless and killed him on the spot, he'd be finished.

"I joined temporarily, mainly to supervise them, in case they hid the spoils!"

The skinny guy pointed at the corpses on the ground, wearing a smile uglier than crying.

Chen Ze nodded slightly.

The skinny guy's strength was indeed the weakest, and given he could carry over thirty beast cores himself, he probably wasn't lying.

"One last question! Answer honestly, and I'll let you go!"

Chen Ze squatted down and looked directly into his eyes.

The skinny guy immediately felt a powerful pressure and hurriedly scooted backward until his back was pressed firmly against a pile of rubble, with nowhere else to go.

"B-boss, ask away. I won't dare lie!"

"Very good!"

Chen Ze slowly stood up.

"Tell me about the situation inside Liang Kun's Fortress. How many people are there? How many weapons? Machinery! And what about Liang Kun's talent?"

Hearing this, the skinny guy's face turned green.

Anyone asking these questions was definitely not his brother-in-law's friend!

Seeing the guy hesitate to speak, Fatty raised the long spear in his hand.

"If you don't talk, you die now!"

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The skinny guy was truly terrified. The Fatty in front of him was like a lunatic, always threatening to kill him. If he really got himself butchered, he might as well take the gamble.

"Actually, Liang Kun has many women, and my sister only recently slept with him. I'm not that important at all!"

Hearing this guy babbling nonsense again, Chen Ze spoke directly.

"Fatty!"

"Got it!"

Fatty replied and moved to lift his spear.

"No, no, no... I'll talk, I'll talk, I know everything!"

The skinny guy spoke at lightning speed, terrified that Fatty would skewer him.

"The Fortress currently has seven or eight hundred people, but only a very few have F-grade weapons. They are all Brother Kun's trusted subordinates!"

"Continue!" Fatty said irritably.

"Recently, Brother Kun brought back a lot of construction machinery from the surrounding survivors. They're all those heavy-duty beasts. Now, in the Fortress, there are over a dozen excavators alone, and about the same number of loaders, bulldozers, and large trucks."

The skinny guy swallowed, and seeing Fatty glance at him, he panicked immediately.

"I really don't know about Brother Kun's talent. I've only seen it once. He can make several excavators recombine into a steel giant welded with thick steel plates and equipped with a giant shovel blade. That thing has ridiculously huge power. With just two shovel strikes, an ordinary Fortress's durability instantly hits zero and it just explodes!"