[Congratulations to all Survivors for surviving the Three Disasters, Black Fog.]

[Due to the Black Fog’s influence, before the Wasteland World experiences other disasters, the visibility in the Wasteland World will be permanently reduced by 20%, and 5% toxicity will permanently remain in the air.]

[The next disaster is the Insect Plague, which will begin in seven days.]

[There will now be a peaceful period lasting seven days. It’s time to relax your body and mind and enjoy a long-awaited rest.]

At night, Vikram listened to the message echoing in his mind, his expression calm.

"Insect Plague?" It seemed vastly different from the previous disasters.

This disaster appeared to be primarily biological.

Just as he was about to rest, another message came through the chat.

[Lilith: Big Boss Vikram was truly impressive in the group today, it made me feel all tingly.]

[Lilith: If Big Shot didn’t look down on someone like me, I would definitely defect to Big Boss Vikram.]

Vikram curled his lips in disdain. He knew, of course, that the other party was merely saying whatever was appropriate for the situation.

[Vikram: Spit it out if you have something to say.]

[Lilith: The auction time has been set. It will open on March 8th at 1 PM. Big Shot must remember to come and support us~]

"March 8th?"

Vikram glanced at the date.

It was currently just past midnight on March 6th, meaning the auction wouldn’t start until the day after tomorrow.

Aside from his gasoline trade with Radhika and her group, Vikram didn’t really have any other plans.

After thinking for a moment, he replied:

[Vikram: Alright, I’m fine with that.]

[Lilith: That’s great then! I’ve already prepared your gift. I believe Big Shot will definitely like it~]

Lilith’s last message was a voice recording, her voice sounding as if it was whispered right next to his ear.

Just listening to it gave Vikram goosebumps.

"This flirtatious woman."

Vikram grumbled indignantly, then closed the chat.

Divya sat beside him, her small mouth pouting as she glanced at him, then wrapped her arm around his and leaned her head on his shoulder, whispering, "It’s getting late, let’s rest."

She seemed a little jealous of Lilith’s words just now.

Divya’s tone was unusually gentle. After speaking, she even blew a breath into Vikram’s ear, carrying a hint of seduction, intentional or not.

This made Vikram’s lower back tingle.

He turned to look at Divya, who, at some point, had eyes full of shyness.

She met Vikram’s burning gaze directly, with a hint of challenge.

No matter how slow Vikram was, he couldn’t possibly misunderstand Divya’s intentions now.

He scooped up Divya’s slender waist, ignoring Anjali’s dazed look, and carried her back to the room.

What Vikram didn’t know was that during this, Anjali had gotten up to make a move, but was glared back into place by a look from the embraced Divya.

"Hmph!" Anjali pouted indignantly. Though unwilling, she didn’t disturb them again.

"Bang!" The door was tightly closed and locked.

When Vikram looked at Divya again, all that met his gaze were eyes like silken threads.

Divya swallowed.

Without the slightest hesitation, she stood up.

In front of Vikram, she gently unfastened her clothes.

Vikram was not someone who lacked understanding of romance.

Once Vikram conjured a small ’baby-stopper’ like a magic trick, the two willing individuals finally got what they desired.

The long night passed in an intense battle.

"Hehe."

"Let’s go take a shower first."

After a night of exertion, Vikram naturally emerged slightly victorious due to his slightly superior physique.

He was now absolutely radiant.

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Vikram emerged from the bathroom and stretched comfortably, letting out a refreshed sigh.

Because he had been fighting all night yesterday, by the time he woke up today, it was already one in the afternoon.

While the two were showering, Anjali had already prepared today’s brunch.

"You two didn’t stop all night, are you exhausted?"

"I specifically made you old hen soup to replenish your energy."

Anjali stared at the two who had just come out of the bath, her eyes filled with endless resentment. Not only Anjali, but Luna and Sophia is also looks a little upset.

Anjali regretted not going to the living area below to rest by herself last night.

She ended up having to stay up all night even though she didn’t do anything.

"Cough, cough!"

"Life is about movement. Staying at home for too long will make your body weak, so of course, you need to relax."

Vikram coughed twice, ignoring Anjali’s disdainful eye roll, and sat down at the dining table with Divya.

It was another standard meal of two meat dishes, three vegetable dishes, plus a pot of hen soup.

Vikram, who had worked hard yesterday, naturally ate with oil dripping from his mouth.

"Burp." Full and satisfied, Vikram let out a burp.

Taking advantage of the time to digest, he casually opened the Survival Platform.

As soon as he opened the chat, a pile of messages filled Vikram’s chat backend.

Vikram raised an eyebrow, using a piece of dental floss from the daily necessities they had exchanged for vegetables earlier to pick his teeth.

He checked the people who had sent him private messages one by one.

"Director Aditya, Kashif Ali, and Abhishek have appeared?"

Vikram reached out and clicked on Director Aditya’s message first.

[Director Aditya: Brother Vikram, I’m sorry about yesterday. I didn’t have time to stop those troublesome members. I really had something I couldn’t leave for.]

[Director Aditya: I’ve basically kicked out the few Survivors who were making the most noise yesterday. I’m really sorry.]

[Director Aditya: It’s just that next time something like this happens, could you discuss it with me? Such a large group is really hard to manage.]

Vikram didn’t really care about Director Aditya’s address. After all, he couldn’t stand a serious person like Director Aditya calling him "Big Shot."

What surprised him was the other party’s attitude.

Logically speaking, after how he treated the group members in the group yesterday, the other party shouldn’t be indifferent.

Earlier, Shalini was kicked out of the group just for tricking members into revealing their Shelter coordinates. Vikram thought Director Aditya would take some extreme measures.

He was even prepared to be kicked out of the group chat.

"Is that all?"

Vikram glanced at the group chat; indeed, many members were missing, including Lucius, who he had tormented to death last night.

Scrolling down further, Vikram found the explanation.

[Director Aditya: Due to an oversight these past few days, I didn’t disable the group members’ invitation permissions, and indeed too many mixed members appeared in the group.]

[Director Aditya: Some may not have been cleaned up yet, but no more such people should be flooding in. Now, only the original old members have invitation permissions.]

Vikram finally understood. No wonder the other party hadn’t taken any other actions.

It turned out they didn’t consider these newly joined members as part of their group at all.

He nodded. It seemed this group still had some privileges for old members.

After a simple reply to the other party, Vikram looked at Kashif Ali’s message again.

[Kashif Ali: How about it, Brother Vikram? After all this time, have you considered coming to our Official Shelter?]

Vikram looked at the message. Although he didn’t know why the other party was so persistent about him joining the official side, he still replied directly to Kashif Ali.

[Vikram: Boss Kashif, you don’t need to persuade me. I’m living quite well in my own Shelter, and I really don’t have that intention.]

After saying that, Vikram originally wanted to close the chat box directly.

After all, Kashif Ali was always elusive, and he didn’t think the other party could reply to him instantly.

Unexpectedly, the next second, a chat notification sounded, and it was indeed the other party’s reply.

[Kashif Ali: It’s alright, Brother Vikram, no rush.]

[Kashif Ali: To be honest, I’m looking for Brother Vikram this time because I have something to ask of you. I wonder if Brother Vikram has time to talk with an old man like me?]

"Something to ask?"

"Someone from the Official Shelter has something to ask of a lone wolf like me?"

Vikram had never had a deep understanding of the Official Shelter in the Wasteland World.

In this dreadful place, it was questionable whether they could even gather the official personnel from the previous Earth.

So he never expected this official entity to play any role.

He just didn’t expect that instead of receiving any official prompts or assistance, he would have to contribute himself?

Vikram thought for a moment, not rushing to agree, but instead replied politely.

[Vikram: Boss Kashif, no need to be so polite. Just tell me directly if you have something to say.]

Whether or not to provide help would be another matter, but there must be some information the other party wanted to reveal, and Vikram certainly didn’t intend to miss out.

[Kashif Ali: Alright, then I’ll be direct.]

[Kashif Ali: To be frank, our Official Shelter has been attacked by a large horde of zombies these past few days.]

[Kashif Ali: Many members are frantically busy defending against the zombies, which is why you haven’t seen me in the group chat these past two days.]

[Kashif Ali: I’m coming to Brother Vikram this time to ask if you have any extra medicine you can sell.]

[Kashif Ali: If possible, our Official Shelter is willing to exchange for it with equivalent or even higher value supplies.]

"Coming to buy medicine?" Vikram had a large batch of medicine, all collected from the Hospital last time.

In fact, up until now, the members of his Shelter hadn’t really used any of them, since his territory has an automatic healing facility.

And Healer and Light Mage, so he didn’t need these ordinary medicines.

These medicines, to put it plainly, were just brought back by Vikram on a whim.

Vikram was even eager to find a place to dispose of the medicines, as they took up quite a bit of warehouse space.

After a brief moment of thought, Vikram nodded.

[Vikram: I do have extra medicine, but Boss Kashif, what do you plan to trade for it?]

Although these medicines were useless to him, Vikram had no intention of giving them away for free.

To put it bluntly, he didn’t owe the other party anything. What could the Official Shelter do? He wouldn’t take a single cent less than what he deserved.

And if they offered common materials like metal, Vikram would definitely not agree to the trade.

The other party was silent for a long time, seemingly considering.

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Well, I got that, I need to end at the cliffhanger, thanks for the suggestions.