171: Chapter 171 Conscience is very expensive

“Mayor Gong, you exaggerate. I think that no matter when, there will always be conscientious businessmen. It's just that conscience is very expensive, and ordinary people can't afford it!” Niu Xingwang said with emotion.

He deeply understood this point.

When building the Settlement for Binjiang City, money became useless. In order to pay the workers, he was forced to sell all his equipment at low prices, batch by batch. But in the end, he got nothing in return.

Mayor Gong, as the overall head of several Settlements in Binjiang City, showed no indication whatsoever, and even avoided him.

You tell me, isn't this conscience expensive?

Conscientious businessmen, unless they have unrivaled strength, cannot survive in this apocalypse.

Mayor Gong took a deep breath, revealing a look of melancholy.

He now completely understood. Niu Xingwang had been holding a grudge about last year's events, but at the time, due to business needs, he had briefly worked with him.

Perhaps Niu Xingwang not kicking him while he was down was already the best outcome for him.

Niu Xingwang's attitude was merely hinting to him repeatedly that they should stop trying to build a relationship.

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Somewhere outside Binjiang City.

“Holy Son, something bad has happened! The zombies that entered the city have probably been eliminated!” a Holy Emissary wearing a blood-red cloak ran to report.

“These are nearly 1 million zombies! What power is there in the city that can eliminate these zombies in such a short time?” The Holy Son frowned.

The Holy Son estimated that eliminating 1 million zombies in 2 hours would require at least 200,000 people's combat power.

But it was impossible for the Southeast Military Region to concentrate 200,000 troops here to defend Binjiang City.

And they dared not rashly go in to investigate.

Soon, several more Holy Emissaries returned, reporting the same situation.

“Now that the plan has failed, you are useless!” The Holy Son said indifferently.

“Ah? Holy…” Before several people could beg for mercy, they immediately lost their life force and fell to the ground dead.

“Hm?” The Holy Son suddenly noticed something abnormal and looked up.

In fact, the Holy Emissaries had been targeted long ago.

Oriental Chen knew that with the zombie siege, Holy Emissaries were needed to control high-level zombies from behind the scenes. So he had instructed Xiao Lin early on to dispatch a large number of miniature reconnaissance robots to scatter in all directions to search for the Holy Emissaries' hidden locations as soon as the zombies arrived.

Therefore, every move of the Holy Emissaries was under Oriental Chen's surveillance.

At this moment, Oriental Chen was sitting in his office, observing the movements of these Holy Emissaries through the synchronized images from the miniature robots.

The sudden collapse of the Holy Emissaries greatly affected him, and his brows furrowed.

“Xiao Chen, what’s wrong?” Seeing Oriental Chen’s expression was off, Yan Zhengping asked.

Oriental Chen raised his hand to stop him, signaling him not to speak.

Because at this moment, the Holy Son was looking up at him. Of course, the Holy Son could not see him, but merely sensed the existence of the miniature reconnaissance robot and was looking up at the robot.

Miniature reconnaissance robots cannot collect sound; they can only synchronize images. Although Oriental Chen did not know who the young man in front of him was, it did not prevent him from making some guesses.

From the attitude of the Holy Emissaries, it was not difficult to see that this young man's status was higher than theirs. And among the information Oriental Chen currently understood, the highest-ranking person in the Red Coat Sect was the Holy Son.

However, he could not easily draw conclusions at this time, because this young man did not wear a mask or a cloak.

The reason for wearing masks and cloaks was that those Divine Emissaries and Holy Emissaries, due to taking pills, had bloodshot faces and could not show their true appearance to others. If understood from this perspective, the Holy Son did not have these symptoms, so there was indeed no need to wear a mask.

After looking at each other for more than ten seconds, the Holy Son suddenly curved his lips, revealing a faint smile.

Then, he raised his right hand and extended his palm towards the miniature robot.

Oriental Chen didn't know what he was going to do.

Suddenly, the young man's gaze became sharp, his palm quickly formed a fist, and he made a gripping motion in the air. Immediately afterwards, the image disappeared, and the main control lost contact with that miniature robot.

“So strong!” Oriental Chen exclaimed.

From the observed image, Oriental Chen could feel that the possibility of this young man being the Holy Son was very high. And unlike the Holy Emissaries, the Holy Son gave him a very mysterious and dangerous feeling.

He quickly issued an order to Xiao Lin, commanding more miniature reconnaissance robots to go for reconnaissance, and at the same time ordered the Bee Ant Robots to carry a large number of nano-robots to converge on the previous location.

He wanted to keep that young man.

However, unfortunately, just as his intuition suggested, after the reconnaissance robots arrived, there was no one else present except for a few Holy Emissaries' corpses.

He still couldn't figure out how that young man discovered the reconnaissance robot.

Logically speaking, miniature reconnaissance robots are only about the size of a fly and fly at an altitude of over ten meters; it's generally impossible for ordinary people to detect them.

“It seems things are going to get complicated!” Oriental Chen sighed inwardly.