Scum Gong Walks the Career Line in the Crematorium

TL: Moonlit

If not for being forced, who would want to live in the apocalypse?

In times of peace, there might be some arrogant and ignorant individuals who anticipate chaos, thinking they could become protagonists just by entering a different world.
However, real life is often more cruel and illogical than any literary work.

In the face of the apocalypse, everyone is equal—except for the wealthy.

Upon learning that Country C had developed an antidote for the zombie virus, the leaders of other countries were shocked and delighted, but mostly filled with endless worries.

Possessing the zombie virus antidote meant holding the lifeline of all nations.
If Country C sold the antidote at an exorbitant price, only the wealthy could afford it, leaving the rest of the common people in dire straits.
If Country C used the antidote as leverage to demand resources from other nations, what would they do?

No country wanted to become a vassal state of another.
Some smaller countries, which previously had relatively good relations, started contacting each other secretly and reached out to major powers to gauge their intentions.

Only Country A, due to the exposure of its actions by Country C, regardless of whether other countries believed it or not, the fact that Country C possessed the zombie virus antidote made it clear: for the sake of the antidote, these countries would no longer have any contact with Country A.

“Country A has started to contact other countries.” In the incredibly spacious conference room, the leader sat at the head and spoke slowly.

This meeting was no different from the one announcing the discovery of the crystal nucleus space.
Lin Hanchuan sat on the leader’s right, but the arrangement of the representatives of the noble families had changed.

Lin Hanchuan took a quick look and noticed that the Rong family was seated at the end, and many representatives of other noble families were absent, replaced by several leaders from the voluntary army.

“Do they want to form an alliance with other countries to threaten us?” someone angrily asked.

“Innocent individuals might escape, but the person carrying the jade will be held responsible.
As long as we possess the zombie virus antidote, we will become targets of criticism.”

“We can also contact other countries to form an alliance, but the most crucial thing is to strengthen ourselves.”

As Lin Hanchuan listened to the discussions, his gaze stopped on the head of the Rong family, observing him for a while.
When Rong’s Father could no longer bear the intense scrutiny and glared back at him, Lin Hanchuan showed a faint smile.

A sense of foreboding washed over Rong’s Father.
This foreboding lingered until the end of the meeting.
After everyone left in an orderly manner, Rong’s Father approached the door but was stopped by the guards standing there.
His heart sank heavily.

“Mr.
Rong.” Lin Hanchuan and the leader didn’t move.
Lin Hanchuan made a gesture of invitation to Rong’s Father.

Rong’s Father and the guard confronted each other for a few seconds before he slowly walked back and sat across from Lin Hanchuan.
“May I know the reason for making me stay?”

“Regarding Arthur Lord’s matter,” Lin Hanchuan cut to the chase, smiling nonchalantly.

Rong’s Father’s heart sank into icy water, devoid of any warmth.
He forced a smile and resisted, “I am not familiar with this person.”

Lin Hanchuan glanced at him, then stood up and walked out of the conference room, leaving only the leader and the scar-faced man facing Rong’s Father.

With the conference room’s door closed, Rong’s Father looked around and realized he had nowhere to escape.
Even in the comfortable environment, his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

“Resistance will be strictly dealt with, confession will be rewarded,” the scar-faced man smiled, his terrifying scars making it hard to look directly at him.
“Mr.
Rong, think it over carefully.”

Outside the conference room, a team of people was already waiting for Lin Hanchuan.
The bald woman at the forefront approached him and inquired, “Shall we depart now?”

“Let’s go.”

The bald woman led the elite members of the volunteer army behind Lin Hanchuan, and the group moved fiercely in the direction of the Rong family research institute.
As they passed, people on the road voluntarily made way for them, and some even cheered and encouraged the members of the volunteer army.

“Comrades of the volunteer army, take care, and stay safe.”

“Wishing you a safe journey.”

“Thank you for your dedication to the people.”