Login Rewards at a Post Apocalyptic World - Chapter 32

Just as Bick was sitting in the living room drinking by himself and listening to the movements in the direction of the wealthy district, Emily’s voice sounded again.

Looking in the direction of the balcony, Bick’s eyes widened in shock.

He saw the shadows of bats in the sky reassemble into the elegant Emily, and under her feet, Cook, who was dressed like a lobster, was kneeling there trembling.

Looking at the time on the personal computer on his wrist, Emily had left and returned in less than five minutes.

Bick finally had a concrete idea of how powerful the first vampire under Dracula was.

Five minutes. Even if Bick ran at full speed, he wouldn’t be able to reach the entrance of the wealthy district at this time.

Meanwhile, Emily had already entered the large community where thousands of people lived, completed the search and capture of Cook, and brought him back at the same time.

“It’s, it’s you?!” Cook’s complicated and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Bick’s thoughts.

“Hmm?” Hearing that this guy was still very unwilling, Buck couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

“Hmph!” Emily snorted coldly, and a bloody light flashed in her two demonic pupils.

“Ah, no, no… I beg you to forgive me, ah!” Cook’s mouth was wide open, but his wailing was weak.

At this time, the skin on his body had become more gorgeous than the red clothes he was wearing. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling. After a long while, a bloody mist rose from the pores all over his body.

“If you still dare to be disrespectful to your master, the next blood boiling punishment won’t be so short!” Emily’s voice was emotionless, as if she was only narrating something reasonably.

Cook’s eyes were filled with fear, and he panted loudly. However, he was even more frightened by such a calm voice.

Although he was already on the verge of death from being tortured, he still answered with an even more hoarse voice, “Please rest assured, master. Cook will never dare to be disrespectful to master’s master again.”

“Master’s master?” Bick grinned, feeling pretty good.

The relationship between them was similar to that of feudal nobles in the Middle Ages.

The lower-level nobles only had to devote their loyalty to higher-level nobles. What did the higher-level nobles have to do with them?

Similarly, Cook’s fear did not come directly from Bick, so his loyalty naturally was not dedicated to Bick.

However, as long as he could guarantee Emily’s 100% loyalty, Bick was not afraid that Cook would turn the tables.

The system’s products must be of high quality. If even Emily couldn’t be trusted, then there wouldn’t be anyone else who could be trusted by Cook.

Cook’s heart was filled with regret. Why did he have to stroll around the entrance of the wealthy district during the day?

It was fine if he just strolled around. However, when he saw Bick, why couldn’t he keep his mouth shut instead of having a bad mouth?

Back then, he had offended someone he shouldn’t have in the Northern Federation because he had a bad mouth and being insensible.

He was hunted down to the point where he had nowhere to go. It wasn’t easy for him to escape from the federation’s sphere of influence and hide in the great southwest desert, a barren land.

After settling down for a few days, he found an investor in free town and was able to continue his previous research.

He was prepared to gather enough strength and return to the Northern Federation to prove himself and obtain the understanding of that person.

The experiment had just made some progress. He had just come out for a stroll to relax, but he had once again provoked Bick because of his careless and bad mouth.

This time, he did not even have the chance to escape. He had actually been turned into a blood slave by a vampire!

“Tell me about the conspiracy of the nutrient supply and genetic medicine. Don’t use the nonsense of the Northern Federation Army’s Chief of Staff to brush me off. Why is it that your nutrient supply can make people who have been injected with genetic medicine become thirsty and even trigger their instincts?” Bick’s gaze was cold, if it wasn’t for the problem of getting rid of Kate, he would have killed the guy in front of him right now.

Humans were always courting death, or on the road to death.

The wasteland world was already in such a miserable state. There was nuclear radiation and the biochemical crisis. There was actually a guy like Cook who was causing trouble.

Could it be that if they didn’t kill all the humans, they wouldn’t stop?

“Yes, yes, master’s master, your wisdom is as bright as the stars…” Looking at the only full moon in the night sky outside, Cook awkwardly stopped his flattery and quickly started talking nonsense under Bick’s dissatisfied gaze.

It was a very old-fashioned story of a perverted scientist. However, Cook was rather unlucky. After being chased out of the Northern Federation, the experiment had made substantial progress.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have become a stray dog.

The genetic medicine itself was the foundation of the Northern Federation’s Nobles’ secrecy. By relying on a portion of the essence of the bodies of mutated beasts of different levels, they were able to concoct medicine of different strengths.

This allowed the nobles to obtain a strong physical body that was far stronger than that of ordinary people. There were even some powerful medicines that allowed the nobles who had injected a small amount of them to evolve an incredible ability.

Cook was indeed an ordinary chief cook at the start. A convenient food like nutrient supply was originally the best choice for the Northern Federation’s military rations.

By chance, Cook had obtained a portion of the formula for the gene potion from a noble who had died in battle. From then on, he had opened the door to a new world.

Very quickly, this guy who had received a perfect higher education before the war had used his talent and continuous efforts to crack the secret of the genetic potion.

Unfortunately, before he could get the investment to establish his own laboratory in the Northern Federation, he had already offended the big boss and was being hunted down.

“Wait, you said that the gene potion is the secret of the Northern Federation nobles. Then why are there so many lone travelers in the wasteland who have obtained the gene potion?” Bick interrupted Cook’s long speech and looked at him suspiciously.

“Master’s master, those are only defective versions. The nobles also need to constantly improve the formula. Selling some of the experimental products can both test the drug and make money. Why would the nobles not do it?” Cook shrugged casually. When he spoke of testing the drug… there was even some envy in his eyes.

Although the lives of the people in the wasteland were not valuable, they could still make money by using such a large area of people to test the drug.

Cook, who had gone from an ordinary captain to a scientist, could not help but be envious.

He had the experimental materials, the funds to continue developing the medicine, and even the people who were being tested had to be grateful.

This was simply the treatment that any researcher desired the most!

“Sh*t, these b*stards!” Bick felt a chill run down his spine.

Hell was empty, and the demons were on Earth.

The survivors on the wasteland were already miserable enough, especially in the barren wasteland, which was extremely difficult.

In the end, the wasteland visitors managed to pass through the zombie crowd and avoid the mutated beasts. While they were struggling to survive, they managed to obtain some extra rewards. However, the nobles used the experimental drugs as guinea pigs and harvested all of their remaining resources.