I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 987 - 1077: Fat Chicken’s Combat Power: Everyone, Did You Forget About Me?

Chapter 987: Chapter 1077: Fat Chicken’s Combat Power: Everyone, Did You Forget About Me?

And those dozen ships carrying pure beer also docked, and barrels of fragrant beer were unloaded.

Yang Yang said, "Our first step in the plan is to sell the beer at a high price. We need to make it desirable, and it just so happens that the Sailboat Hotel is having a grand banquet tonight."

Hearing about the banquet, everyone smirked knowingly.

A banquet means the food will be much better. In this apocalypse, who wouldn’t want to have a good meal?

Many people were quite excited.

More than half of the Huaxia Team’s bodyguards disembarked, while the remaining half stayed hidden on the ship.

Big Yellow Teeth regretfully patted his over a hundred zombie subordinates, "You guys stay here and protect the fleet." Who said they had no sense of taste to enjoy this delicacy?

The Huaxia Team was naturally adept at flaunting wealth, and these genuine shipments of beer couldn’t be faked.

Moreover, they had spread various messages before their arrival, so once they hit the coast, they naturally received a lot of attention.

Yang Yang introduced to everyone the guest list for the evening all the way there. He effortlessly recited the long and complicated names, fearing nobody would understand, and listed codenames A, B, C, D, E as simple alternatives.

The Sailboat Hotel is located on an island, looking like a giant sail from afar, and up close, it is a magnificent grand building. In the dim light, it stood like a beacon, lighting up the surroundings.

At this moment, it was bustling with noise, reminiscent of the pre-apocalypse liveliness.

Besides the usual luxury cars, there were also quite a few black, rhino-like beasts parked, each even larger than lions.

The parking lot had special resting areas for them, with at least a dozen attendants catering to them.

Yang Yang said, "These are the post-apocalyptic Dark Species Lion-Bulls. The people in Dubai found their genetic sequence and used Dark Energy to breed them. Due to their strong vitality and great power, they are easy to care for and are considered the ’luxury cars’ of Dubai’s upper echelon now. If you go out without a Lion-Bull pulling your cart, it lowers your status."

Oh, it’s just like carriages in ancient times and luxury cars now.

Tan Ke had a fat chicken nesting comfortably on his head with its huge fluffy wings. Hearing this, it seemed a bit disdainful. Why is this thing so popular? Can it lay eggs like me?

Tan Ke sensed the fat chicken’s disdain and nodded, "So, does this Lion-Bull taste good?"

Yang Yang’s expression was peculiar, "Do you know how much a Lion-Bull costs in Virtual Coins? At least a million Virtual Coins! So far, no one has eaten Lion-Bull meat, but a few died accidentally and were said to be recycled for extracting genetic meat to continue breeding."

Big Yellow Teeth spat, "So this expensive stuff is just piled up with Dark Energy and is practically useless?"

The fat chicken puffed up its chest, fluttered off Tan Ke, and affectionately nudged Jing Shu as if to say, "Don’t bother with those useless things, I’m the real treasure here, laying many eggs every day."

Jing Shu laughed and patted the fat chicken’s head, "All right, all right, I know you’re the most useful one."

"Cluck!" the fat chicken clucked.

That cluck caused no harm, but the sound excited the Lion-Bulls. They got up immediately from lying down.

Lion-Bulls have a significant portion of their bloodline from lions. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

In the Middle East, using lions to pull carriages is quite prestigious, giving you a grand presence.

It’s in their nature to hunt prey, especially the fat chicken, dripping with fat and smelling delicious.

But most of the Lion-Bulls had the intention but not the courage to act, and they were tied down and couldn’t charge forward.

Yet, one particularly tall and fierce Lion-Bull broke free and bolted forward, dragging the carriage behind it.

The seven or eight attendants immediately grabbed the Lion-Bull’s rope.

"Roar!!" The Lion-Bull pulled the people along, its eyes red, charging at the fat chicken. It had smelled an incredibly enticing aroma, seemingly emanating from the fat chicken, which it intensely desired.

The attendants shouted and screamed in panic.

The scene turned chaotic.

Someone raised their gun but hesitated; a Lion-Bull worth over a million Virtual Coins was a loss they couldn’t afford even with their life on the line.

Jing Shu frowned as she watched the charging, powerful Lion-Bull.

Big Yellow Teeth hid in fear at the back, "Ah-ah-ah, what do we do? Should’ve brought Situ Xiaoye."

Yang Yang said, "We can’t expose our abilities, or we won’t catch any fish. Shoot it." He pulled out a special gun from under his pant leg.

Jing Shu placed a hand on the gun, "Don’t shoot. Let the kids settle their own fights."

Yang Yang suddenly remembered the fat chicken’s fighting prowess.

At this moment.

By a floor-to-ceiling window in the Sailboat Hotel, a few glasses of red wine were placed on a luxurious antiqued bronze table. A middle-aged man, draped in white robes, was pensively watching the scene, swirling the liquid in his glass as he pondered something.

"Master, that’s the Second Prince’s Lion-Bull. Should I handle it? If it harms a distinguished guest—"

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "The show is just beginning. Let that fool make trouble for the Huaxia people, and then we’ll step in. Regardless of who gets hurt, we have grounds to act."

At this time, it seems the Huaxia people don’t plan to intervene, letting a giant turkey step forward instead.