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Chapter 54

Chapter 54: The Fading City (19)


The people watching from the sidelines gasped in shock as they saw Zeng Yi lying on the ground, drenched in sweat and unable to move. It was clear now why Chen Tianju had so easily given up the top floor.


They realized they couldn’t risk angering someone who could incapacitate others right in front of Chen Tianju.


Ye Nianchu turned and smiled, "Remember to keep your promise and don't cross the line."


The elevator doors closed.


When the elevator reached the top floor, the group finally relaxed and sighed in relief.



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Back in the room, Ye Nianchu asked, "What was that scalpel for?"


Qin Mubai’s lips curled into a faint smile, "It’s just what you thought."


He explained that if he had wanted to act, no one would have been able to escape, including Chen Tianju. He had used that scalpel before to dissect a zombie dog.


Ye Nianchu gave him a knowing look.


She wasn’t sure why, but she had initially thought he was being bullied.


Maybe it was because his appearance was so misleading that she had forgotten he liked to play in "no survivors" mode.


"They are my sister's old acquaintances," Qin Mubai said, looking at Ye Nianchu with a clear expression, "Will my sister be angry?"


"What do you think?" Ye Nianchu raised an eyebrow slightly. "If you don’t act against them, they won’t make peace with us. Old acquaintances are more like enemies."


Chen Tianju and his team decided to use the 23rd floor as their base.


"From now on, we’ll take turns standing guard. Keep a close watch on the people above and report if you see them coming down."


"Yes."


Chen Tianju looked up at the camera on the ceiling and said, "Ma Xin, bring more people to cut off the camera."


"Okay, Brother Tianju."


Ma Xin led two men and the hotel manager out, while Chen Tianju and a few Shadow Alliance members entered the room.


"I don’t understand why we have to make so many concessions," Chu Yao, trying to control her anger, finally asked.


Chen Tianju had done nothing when someone threw a knife at her.


"Chu Yao, it’s normal not to understand," Chen Tianju sighed. "Even the Alliance Master doesn’t know she’s still alive."


Chu Yao suddenly realized something. Her nails dug into her palm. "She’s the one."


Chen Tianju nodded. "You saw her skills. It would be bad for us to fight her."


"Also, the Alliance Master is in Searle City. I’ve left a mark on the road, and the Alliance Master will arrive in five days."


Until then, he needed to keep the situation under control.


Chu Yao made a non-committal sound and lowered her eyes, hiding her feelings.



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Evening.


Ye Nianchu wasn’t surprised to see the surveillance footage covered in static. She had expected this once she saw Chen Tianju at the hotel.


The NPC he brought in was likely familiar with the hotel’s layout, making it easy to disable the surveillance.


He probably had the elevators and stairs guarded around the clock to prevent her from going down.


Ye Nianchu switched to the computer page. She had seen from the surveillance of the Searle City exit that a high wall had been built outside. Both people and zombies were trapped inside.


But it didn’t take long for the surveillance to be sabotaged.


With no outside forces coming in, it seemed like Searle City had been abandoned.


Ye Nianchu had spent the past two days trying to get information about the Ativan Council.


In the quiet room, the only sound was the keyboard clicking. After staying up until midnight, she finally succeeded. She opened the file, looked at it, and her expression grew serious.


Now she understood why the game was called ‘The Fading City.’


"We need to plan and get ready to leave here," Ye Nianchu said, rubbing her eyes as she took the water Qin Mubai handed to her.

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