Chapter 78 Aren't you afraid your secret will be exposed?

Two hours later, Su Ze opened his eyes on time.

Continuous high-intensity combat had left him somewhat mentally exhausted, but this amount of time was enough for him to recover most of it.

He opened his private chat with Jiang Yuwan.

[Private Chat · Su Ze: How's the situation?]

The reply was almost instantaneous.

[Private Chat · Jiang Yuwan: The dormitories on the sixth floor have paid the most cleaning fees. More than three hundred dormitories have already paid, so you can prioritize cleaning the sixth floor.]

[Private Chat · Jiang Yuwan: Also, a boy came looking for me. He said he's from Dormitory 403 across from us, and his name is Zheng Qifan.]

[Private Chat · Jiang Yuwan: He said he has a deal you'll definitely be interested in discussing. He's waiting for you in the fourth-floor corridor.]

[Private Chat · Jiang Yuwan: It doesn't look like anything good.]

Dormitory 403 on the 4th floor?

Su Ze raised an eyebrow and replied casually.

[Private Chat · Su Ze: Got it, I'm heading back now.]

...

Meanwhile, in the fourth-floor corridor.

Zheng Qifan, He Zhen, and Shi Jie were gathered together, their faces filled with a complex expression of tension and anticipation.

"Brother Fan... will this really work? I... I'm a bit scared." Shi Jie's legs were trembling, and his voice was weak.

That was Su Ze!

The monster who had fought his way through the tenth floor alone and slaughtered over a thousand zombies!

What was the difference between blackmailing such a person and pulling a tooth from a tiger's mouth?

"What are you afraid of!" Zheng Qifan forced himself to stay calm, encouraging himself and his companions.

"No matter how powerful he is, he's still human! His greatest reliance is that secret! Think about it, he relies on this secret to support so many women and sit on mountains of supplies, living like an emperor! Would he be willing to let all of this vanish into thin air?"

The more he spoke, the more he felt his plan was seamless.

"As long as we hold onto this secret, he won't dare to touch us!"

"Even in the worst-case scenario, if he wants to go down fighting, we can just ask for less. As long as we get the most basic survival supplies, he'll have to give them, right? He has so much stuff; even a tiny bit would be enough for us to live on!"

Listening to this, He Zhen also found it reasonable, and greed gradually overcame his fear: "Exactly! He definitely wouldn't dare to gamble!"

Just then,

Jiang Yuwan, not far away, received Su Ze's private message.

She looked up, her cold gaze sweeping over Zheng Qifan and the other two nearby, and spoke indifferently.

"He's back."

Three simple words, yet they made Zheng Qifan's heart tighten suddenly.

He's here!

He took a deep breath and looked back, giving He Zhen and Shi Jie a meaningful glance.

"Act according to plan!"

The two understood and immediately ran to the distant stairwell.

Hiding around the corner, they peeked out with only half their heads, watching from afar.

Before long, footsteps were heard from the stairwell.

Su Ze's figure appeared in the corridor.

"God Su is back!"

"Hello, Big Boss!"

"God Su, will you be clearing the building later? Many of our dormitories on the fifth floor have already paid!"

In the corridor, many players took the initiative to greet him warmly, their words full of awe and flattery.

Zheng Qifan watching this scene, felt both jealous and nervous.

He forced down his churning emotions, straightened his clothes, and approached with feigned composure.

"Are you Su Ze?"

Su Ze stopped, his gaze falling on him.

Zheng Qifan felt inexplicably uneasy but braced himself and continued, "I'm Zheng Qifan. I have a 'deal' I want to talk to you about."

He tried to look confident and deliberately lowered his voice.

"There are too many eyes and ears here, let's talk over there."

Su Ze raised an eyebrow with interest and didn't refuse.

He followed him to a relatively quiet corner on the other side of the corridor.

"Speak." Su Ze stood still and looked at him calmly.

Looking at Su Ze's unruffled face, Zheng Qifan felt inexplicably uncertain.

But he still spoke his prepared lines first.

"Before we talk, I have to make things clear!"

He glanced toward the distant stairwell to embolden himself,

"My two roommates know what I'm going to talk to you about, and they're watching from over there."

"If you dare to suddenly kill me to silence me, they will immediately expose your secret in the Public Channel! So, you'd better not try anything!"

Su Ze smiled as if he had heard something amusing: "Continue."

Seeing that Su Ze showed no sign of taking action, Zheng Qifan's courage swelled again.

He cleared his throat, a smile of perceived control appearing on his face.

"The reason you can move freely among the zombies is that you can mimic their cries, right?"

The corners of Su Ze's mouth curled up slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

Seeing his tacit admission, Zheng Qifan's expression soured; he hadn't expected Su Ze to be so calm.

He could only continue to up the ante: "Those mountains of resources you have must have been gathered by discovering this hidden rule and then scavenging the entire school at night when no one else dared to go out, right?"

"You are taking for yourself resources that originally belonged to all players."

Su Ze laughed, but the mirth didn't reach his eyes: "And then? Just state your purpose."

Being asked so directly by Su Ze, Zheng Qifan was momentarily at a loss for words.

He swallowed hard, his greedy gaze no longer hidden.

He glanced at his two companions in the distance again, felt his confidence return, and continued speaking.

"You wouldn't want your secret to be publicized and lose this unique advantage you have now, would you?"

"Not even everyone, but if just a portion of people find out and successfully mimic it, how will you support all those women? How will you maintain your status as 'God Su'?"

"So..."

"How about some hush money?"

"Our requirements aren't high; we just want... of your supplies..."

Zheng Qifan felt very uncertain.

Because he noticed that from beginning to end, Su Ze's calm and composed demeanor hadn't changed.

It was as if everything he said was just a joke.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot!

And he calculated in his mind that since Su Ze was so calm, asking for fifty percent was probably impossible...

So, he'd start with thirty percent!

If thirty percent couldn't be agreed upon, he'd take another step back; ten percent would also be acceptable.

Ten percent would be enough to make life in his Dormitory quite comfortable!

"Just... thirty... of your supplies..."

He steeled himself and was about to say the words 'thirty percent'.

Before he could finish.

He only felt a flash of cold light before his eyes!

Fast!

Extremely fast!

He didn't even have time to react, let alone see how Su Ze moved!

Then.

An indescribable sense of weakness instantly drained the strength from his body, and a chill spread through his chest.

He looked down in disbelief.

Su Ze's signature long spear had pierced through his chest!!

Blood was gurgling down the shaft of the spear.

Only now did intense pain suddenly sweep through his entire body.

He struggled to look up, his dilated pupils filled with confusion and horror, and using his last ounce of strength, he spoke haltingly.

"Wh... Why... Aren't... Aren't you afraid..."