Zombie Apocalypse: Reborn With A Farming Space Chapter 415: The Facility ( 3 )

Jin Xuyan looked at his mbers and said, "Now that we are done talking about this matter, I want to discuss the mission we just took."

Hearing this, Feng Yun asked, "Captain, is it the A-grade mission issued by the base?"

"What A-grade mission?" Chen Qianfeng asked.

"I heard so rumors in the marketplace that the base is planning to get weapons from the Gu family’s weapon factory at Jinwu City. To be able to accept this mission, the rcenary team has to be at least an A-grade team," Xiao Qi said.

"It’s indeed this mission. But besides this mission, we also accepted another mission to procure minerals from the mine located near the Luyang City border," Jin Xuyan nodded.

When Gu Shaoze heard this, his eyes flickered for a mont before returning to normal.

Thinking about his family’s situation, he was sure that his brother wouldn’t co to transport the weapons and materials. As for what the Wei family would do, it was hard to say.

Before the apocalypse, their business covered almost every field and beca the richest family in Huaxia. But now, with the production line stopped and the economy crumbling, their family might fall from the top five family ranks.

Unless they made preparations beforehand, it was impossible for them to compete against the four families.

While he was lost in thought, the mbers had already finished discussing the mission.

"We will take two days of rest before we go to do the mission," Jin Xuyan said before he stood up and went to his room with his fiancée.

As the two of them went to rest, the mbers went to do their own things.

anwhile, at the underground research facility hidden within a wide mountain range, a group of people wearing black robes with hoods and masks sat around a long, oval-shaped table.

Seated at the head of the table, a man with a mask covering half of his face said in a hoarse voice, "Third Elder, have you found Subject 088’s location?"

"We have sent several teams to track him down, but as of today, there has been no news at all. I’m afraid Subject 088 was eliminated during the battle test," said the man seated to his left.

"How could that be possible? Besides Subject Zero and Subject 051, Subject 088 is the most successful among the test subjects. With his ability, it would take at least five battalions to take him down," the Fifth Elder said with a frown.

"There is nothing impossible in this world. With so many ability-users appearing lately, it’s possible that so stronger ones showed up and happened to take Subject 088 down. Your experint is not omnipotent either," a woman said with a sneer.

Hearing her words, the Fifth Elder glared at her and snapped, "I’m the head of the research project. I know the power of my test subjects. You are just a yellow-haired brat. Besides putting on makeup and raising gigolos, what else do you know?"

The mont he said this, the woman slamd the table and growled, "Old bastard, watch your mouth. Or else, I will rip it off!"

"Who are you calling an old bastard?! Impudent girl, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your grandfather!" the Fifth Elder shouted, opening his palm as a blue fla floated above it.

"Want to teach a lesson? You have to see if you have this capability or not!" the woman said as she stood up and waved her hand.

In less than two seconds, her bracelets transford into several tal needles that shot toward the Fifth Elder.

Everyone else watched the unfolding conflict like an entertaining show. But before they could actually attack each other, the man at the head of the table slamd his hand on the table and shouted, "Enough!"

As soon as he spoke, the tal needles froze in mid-air before clattering to the ground. With her attack being interrupted suddenly, the woman spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at the First Elder.

Seeing this, The Fifth Elder snorted but extinguished the blue fla in his palm.

Seeing that the two didn’t co to blows after all, the rest of the elders looked slightly disappointed but said nothing.

After a mont of silence, the First Elder said, "Now is not the ti for internal conflict. We need to locate Subject 088 as soon as possible. If he has been terminated, I want to see his corpse."

Turning to the man sitting at the end of the table, he added, "Eleven, I will leave this matter to you."

The Eleventh Elder nodded and replied, "Understood."

With the discussion concluded, everyone stood up and left the eting room. Dressed in identical black robes, hoods, and masks, none of them knew each other’s real identities. Once they stepped outside the facility, they would return to their original lives.

As the night deepened, a military helicopter departed from the mountain area and flew toward the Capital. Under the veil of night, the red moon rose higher.

Sitting inside the helicopter, a young man gazed expressionlessly at the scene below. If not for the flickers of anger flashing in his eyes, he would have been no different from a soulless doll.

As a storm of trouble brewed silently, another day passed.

Early in the morning, the survivors had woken up and gone to the cafeteria to get their food. Those who were working on the wall construction or building the residential areas were given two stead buns and a bowl of pumpkin soup.

As for the staff who worked at the Base, their food rations had been given monthly. So, most of them who ca to the cafeteria were buying so food to satisfy their cravings.

At this mont, Jiao Lizhi was lining up with the other survivors. She was curious about the quality of the food provided by the Base.

Although the number of survivors coming for breakfast was high, the staff worked quickly and neatly. In less than fifteen minutes, it was finally her turn.