Published: February 5, 2025
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
Little Tiger immediately became displeased. In the team, among the four women, two were his senior captains, one was an idol, and another was a respected university teacher. Faced with such brazen gazes, he stood up with his knife in hand.
"Come here, I'll kill you."
Although Little Tiger often joked around with the team, he was the fiercest when facing outsiders, except for Liang Chuyin. Today, it was clear that Ye Zhongming wanted to train the team, so Little Tiger felt no reservations.
Ye Zhongming frowned slightly. It wasn't that he thought Little Tiger shouldn't talk back; he simply felt that Little Tiger, facing the current opponent, couldn't gain any advantage.
Little Tiger was merely a one-star evolver, while Little Knife was not only an evolver but also a professional, a Shadow Knife Hand.
This was a melee knife-wielding profession known for its speed and elusive strikes.
In his previous life, Ye Zhongming had suffered from this profession, unable to keep up with the Shadow Knife Hand's speed, possessing both knife-wielder and shooter dual professions, yet he could do nothing against them.
"Leave this kid to us!"
Zhang Di and Zhang Jing stepped forward, surpassing Little Knife.
They noticed the Edge of the Moon in Little Tiger's hand.
Even within the Royal Guild, the number of white weapons was very limited, and among them, only Little Knife, who was well taken care of, had one.
Seeing such a high-level weapon in the hands of this brash kid made their eyes shine with greed.
Formal members of the Royal Guild had the right to monopolize loot. If they took down this inexperienced kid, the white-level weapon would be theirs.
Little Knife's eyes widened with greed; he didn’t think there was anything wrong with the situation. Zhang Di and Zhang Jing, however, were cautious in addition to their greed.
A team capable of producing two white weapons was definitely not simple.
A Kuan turned his gaze to Ye Zhongming and the others, scanning their waist and back, wondering what they were thinking.
"Together!"
Mo Ye also drew her Edge of the Moon, standing beside Little Tiger. She couldn't let her teammate fight two opponents alone.
A Kuan, who had previously shown no expression, finally reacted when he saw the third Edge of the Moon in Mo Ye's hand. His eyes twitched, realizing that tonight’s events might be slipping out of his control.
The Royal Guild was a semi-secret regional organization, primarily consisting of businessmen, night club owners, mine owners, and others with economic strength engaged in somewhat dubious businesses. In peacetime, they controlled various companies in gaming, entertainment, and modeling sectors, employing many capable subordinates to deal with troublesome issues.
In peacetime, their main goal was to make money, exploiting rules to find quick and profitable opportunities.
When the apocalypse struck, due to the nature of the guild, these individuals adapted to the world faster than ordinary people, using their keen sense for profit to seize resources. They hunted zombies and controlled other survivors' bases while rapidly strengthening themselves.
Among the group, A Kuan and Zhang Di were both former thugs, while Little Knife was merely the descendant of a Royal Guild member. A Kuan had relied on his fists for a living, and his sense of danger was far sharper than Little Knife, the rich second generation. When he saw three white weapons appear suddenly, A Kuan felt a chill run down his spine.
Stepping forward, A Kuan wanted to join the fray, but as he prepared to step again, he felt a tremendous pressure envelop him. He then saw the leading young man on the opposite side fix his gaze on him.
It was a feeling he found very unpleasant, one he had only experienced with the big boss in the guild.
He knew the other party was warning him; if he didn’t act, he could still hope for his three companions to win, but if he moved, he would have to face the fierce attack from the other side.