Apocalypse: I rescued the big boss with millions of supplies

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Compensation of 50,000 Crystal Cores

"Space also has the ability to become invisible?" Fu Muyu glanced at Feng Teng. Feng Teng was agile and skilled in assassination, so his ability was suitable for him.

“It’s teleportation and invisibility,” Feng Teng explained. “I don’t have any space.” He did want it, though. Who wouldn’t want space? In this terrible weather, wouldn’t it be great to have a space where time stands still?

Hmm? Fu Muyu recalled Long Yangyang's spatial ability, which not only allowed her to create vast spaces but also to attack and teleport, making her quite versatile. "You can only teleport?"

“Yeah, it’s quite convenient to escape.” Feng Teng grinned. He didn’t expect to run into Fu Muyu here. He recalled the news that came from Qingdu not long before the apocalypse. “Boss, it’s quite unexpected to see you.”

I heard not long ago that you passed away, and your father brought back an illegitimate child. I never expected... you'd come back, and even become someone's bodyguard?

To be honest, he really couldn't imagine what it would be like for Fu Muyu to be someone's subordinate.

"You mean Yangyang?" A smile appeared on Fu Muyu's cold, handsome face when Long Yangyang was mentioned. "I promised her family that I would send her back."

"That young lady from the Long family?" Feng Teng thought of Fu Muyu's background, the person the other party knew, and who even had the surname Long. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Feng Wenwen. She had indeed kicked a hornet's nest.

Fu Muyu raised an eyebrow, neither denying it nor denying it.

"I've heard that this young lady is arrogant and willful. But seeing her today," Feng Teng thought for a moment, especially seeing Fu Muyu's obviously unusual attitude towards Long Yangyang, "it's true that seeing is believing. This young lady is really something."

"We can't afford to offend her. She's already high-ranking enough, but I never expected she'd have such a powerful mutated rose as well." "Boss, that Feng Wenwen..."

Feng Teng carefully considered his words, "Let her breathe a sigh of relief so I can go back and report."

"Feng Teng, do you think I'm someone who lets the other side hurt my teammates and is indifferent to it?"

Fu Muyu's words made Feng Teng's face turn pale. He had once been Fu Muyu's teammate and knew how protective this man was. "Boss, I... Feng Wenwen is indeed hateful, but given her current situation, living is probably more painful than dying."

After a moment's thought, Fu Muyu felt that Feng Teng's words made sense, but more than anything, he wanted to save Feng Wenwen's life.

Fu Muyu raised his hand. "Alright, I've already stated your position. Feng Teng, Feng Wenwen's life, 50,000 crystal cores. How to redeem her is up to you to contact her father."

Upon hearing this, Feng Teng knew that the other party had accepted his proposal.

Feng Teng understood that Fu Muyu was trying to distance himself from the situation by saying this. "Boss, thank you, but Feng Enning is a self-serving person, and the other side probably won't compromise easily."

"Alright, get on with your work." With that, Fu Muyu turned and left.

"Brother Fu, is there a result?" Long Yangyang sensed Fu Muyu's presence, turned around, and sure enough, saw Fu Muyu's tall and straight figure.

“Yes, it’s 50,000 crystal cores to buy your life. Miss Long, you’ll have to cooperate properly.” Fu Muyu’s deep gaze fell on Long Yangyang’s beautiful face, and he said meaningfully, “I heard that Miss Long, your evaluation is, well, very impressive.”

Long Yangyang recalled the original owner's reputation. "Arrogant and domineering" was not enough to describe this young lady. "Unreasonable" was her synonym. If it weren't for the strict family discipline of the Long family, which, although they doted on their daughter, would never allow her to bend the law for personal gain, Long Yangyang would probably be the number one playboy in Qingdu.

“So,” Long Yangyang and Fu Muyu exchanged a glance, then Long Yangyang pointed to herself, “you want me to…”

Fu Muyu nodded. "Feng Enning is a person who puts profit first. Although the world has changed drastically, your father and brother are fine and are both superhumans. The Long family is still one of the four major families in Qingdu."

Feng Enning will definitely be wary of your status. You can play yourself, or even be more arrogant. If you think there aren't enough crystal cores, you can ask for more.

“No problem.” Long Yangyang nodded. She was a willful and unreasonable young lady after all. She had the original owner’s memories, so imitating her was no problem.

Anyway, she didn't lose out, but thinking of Feng Wenwen, who was half-dead from Miao Miao's draining, "She's in that state, just skin and bones, there's no way I can save her."

The little seedling is like a mythical creature, only taking in and never giving out.

The flesh and blood that have been sucked in cannot be vomited out.

Moreover, given Feng Wenwen's situation, the deadly attack that Long Yangyang had Miao Miao inflict was, frankly speaking, less painful than death itself.

Miao Miao had basically destroyed all of her bodily functions, and even if she survived, it was uncertain whether she would wake up.

"It's alright, leave the people to Feng Teng to treat." Fu Muyu directly pushed the matter to Feng Teng. Anyway, they were responsible for protecting the people, and they wouldn't be responsible for how the treatment turned out. "By the way, how are the two people who were rescued?"

“The injuries are quite severe,” Long Yangyang replied. “Wood-type abilities have healing capabilities, but they are not as effective as other healing abilities. Their injuries have temporarily healed. I am not a doctor, and I don’t know much about the specifics.”

Long Yangyang looked completely innocent. The original owner of this body studied broadcasting and hosting in college, purely to gain prestige. She herself studied finance in college, which had nothing to do with medicine.

If she had known in advance that she would travel to the apocalypse, she would definitely have studied medicine in college.

"However, those with superpowers have strong self-healing abilities. They have marks on their bodies from being scratched by zombies, and we don't know if they will turn into zombies." After all, the other party saved Qiu Ling, and Long Yangyang couldn't just stand by and watch her die.

"I placed some purified crystal cores around them. Although they were unconscious, I saw them instinctively absorbing the energy from the crystal cores. Maybe once their abilities upgrade, there won't be any problems."

After understanding the situation, Fu Muyu nodded. "I surrounded them with ice walls, just in case."

"By the way," Long Yangyang pointed her index finger towards the door, "should we bring back the mutated roses outside?"

"No need, it'll save us from having trouble."

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"The group is under lockdown. Something's happened. There's no cell phone signal, and we can't contact the base."

"What?" Feng Teng stood up, picked up the phone from the other person's hand, and sure enough, it showed no signal. "Where's the satellite phone?"

Feng Teng remembered that when Gao Feng led his team out to collect supplies, he lent him his satellite phone so that they could stay in touch.

Gao Feng shook his head. "No, I suspect it's a problem with the magnetic field."

"If we can't contact the base, should we still try to save Feng Wenwen?" Shi Kai asked, thinking of Feng Wenwen who was receiving emergency treatment at the military medic's. Feng Wenwen's treatment would require a lot of medicine and blood bags.

Nowadays, no pharmaceutical companies are continuing to produce these drugs. Every bit used is a bit less, so is it necessary for them to waste them?

If Feng Wenwen wakes up and sees herself like this, she will definitely resent them for not trying their best to save her. When she returns to the base, who knows how she will talk about them? Was it really necessary to save an enemy?

“Unless we don’t return to the base, or the base changes its commander, Feng Wenwen cannot die, at least not at our hands,” Feng Teng said. “In that case, it’s only a half-day drive from here to Ningshan Base.”

I'll go back and discuss the ransom with Feng Enning, and also report to Lao Li.

“I’ll go with you,” Gao Feng suggested.

“No need,” Feng Teng patted Gao Feng on the shoulder, “I can teleport, I can go faster by myself.”