The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen Chapter 56 - 56 56 Corpse King

Chapter 56: Chapter 56 Corpse King Chapter 56: Chapter 56 Corpse King A quick scan through the private ssages revealed that most were from weak Lords.

Among them, most were filled with flattery and bootlicking, and so were trying to get free food from Bai Yi without any effort—

“Trying to cozy up without even bringing a gift, and so even want to ask for gifts, what kind of face…” she thought.

Bai Yi deleted all that junk information, leaving only the genuine trade information.

Mostly, these were machines that could still be used, albeit barely, in exchange for so rice, and the asking price wasn’t high.

Bai Yi wasn’t bothered to haggle, after all, life wasn’t easy for anyone. As long as they weren’t trying to cheat her, Bai Yi was willing to help them out.

She bought all the trades they listed that only Fan Mao could see, spending a total of 410 units.

“What are these weird things, rusty engines, dismantled car air conditioners, how co there’s even a radio?

Now that’s useful, with this thing, a signal tower can be built.”

After stacking the miscellaneous items from the trade by her side, Bai Yi began to prepare replies for the few private ssages she had intentionally left unread.

…

Downtown White Poplar City

On the rooftop of a low building, a young woman with a ponytail stood with her arms crossed.

On the street below, a group of zombies wandered around a massive Sli, killing the spawn that split from it.

Yes, she was the “Corpse King,” not the he everyone thought.

As the “King of Zombies,” most people would naturally assu soone with such Talent would be a burly man.

But she didn’t plan to correct that, and this little misunderstanding actually provided her with so cover.

Maybe it would lead to critical misjudgnts by so about her.

Her gaze swept toward the ground; the battle was nearing its end.

The ordinary soldiers, the Slis, had been mostly cleared, leaving only the largest Sli General, slowly wearing down by continuously splitting off spawn.

For the top of the Comprehensive Combat Power rankings to be tangled up with a group of Slis for so long was simply a disgrace!

However, there was no other choice; even though she had reached the 2nd Rank, allowing her to control 2nd Rank zombies,

compared to those brainless 1st Rank zombies who only knew how to claw and grab, 2nd Rank zombies had more speed, Strength, and even intelligence.

But there still wasn’t any fancy special Combat Power, so she could only opt for grueling hand-to-hand combat.

This led to no shortcuts when facing these Slis; the zombies had to charge and pull the core out with their Blood Flesh.

This was the only way to kill them.

While each grab was precise, the corrosive nature of the Sli’s mucus was not to be underestimated.

The damage wasn’t high but accumulated fast, ruining the hands of many zombies.

After fighting through today’s seven waves, the number of zombies lost almost matched the total of the previous seven days!

“Tsk, probably won’t make it in ti today, over half an hour has passed, and the gunpowder and Firearm workshops are probably already traded out.

Tomorrow, I must find a way to secure them, or else encountering this situation is too passive!

I’ll order a few from Jun Lin as well; with his craftsman Talent, the weapons he makes are generally better in quality.

Hmm?”

The Corpse King’s eyebrows suddenly raised, and her eyes showed interest.

“Fan Mao Actually replied at this ti? It seems I didn’t misjudge him!

Ha, no more food temporarily, need four days?

Indeed has a special Talent, that’s great.

As long as a stable trade is established, the people at the Sanctuary will finally not have to starve…”

Recalling the conditions discussed with a few people at the Sanctuary last night, the Corpse King quickly replied.

Corpse King: “Can I pre-order a batch first? I need a large quantity; you can set any conditions.”

Corpse King: “I can also prepay a deposit, already listed on the Free Market, only visible to you.”

She sent the two ssages, modifying a preset trade on the Free Market, and waited quietly for a reply.

This was one of the scenarios planned last night, that if Fan Mao was confird to have the ability to supply food for a long ti, this gift would be offered.

It was based on Fan Mao’s past preferences that they summarized.

A low-power solar battery and a few samples of plants grown at the Sanctuary.

The forr was the absolute hard currency in this world, and if Fan Mao had such ability, the latter would certainly be an irresistible temptation for him.

She and a few people at the Sanctuary had racked their brains all night to co up with this!

She was confident Fan Mao would agree!

The battle below had just ended, and the last Sli was completely dead.

The Corpse King opened the store for a quick purchase, then led the severely depleted zombies towards a direction.

Soon, she arrived at a low city wall made of building rubble, with a twisted sign hanging above its grim gate—Chengxi Sanctuary.

“Ah! It’s Director Sister returning! Director Sister is back!”

Even before seeing her, a child’s voice shouted from behind the low wall.

This was her territory— the outskirts.

After rescueing them a few days ago under the White Poplar Sanctuary, she moved them to her territory and built the current outer wall.

The gate, covered in iron bars and spikes, slowly opened, revealing a path. Just as the Corpse King walked in, soone ca to greet her.

“Uncle Dong, there’s a result from that matter!”

The Corpse King gestured for the gathered elders and young to disperse and spoke to the middle-aged man who ca to greet her.

“Great, great! Quickly, let’s go inside and talk over food!”

Uncle Dong wore a smile, leading ahead of everyone, guiding the Corpse King to a nearby three-story building.

The interior was very simple, with only a round table in the middle surrounded by several chairs.

At this ti, two n and a woman were already waiting at the table; seeing the Corpse King return, they quickly stood up to greet her.

The table was set with so roasted at and a pot of vegetable soup; in front of each person were two steaming sweet potatoes, which was their lunch for the day.

“Director, how’d it go, any news?”

The Corpse King had just sat down when soone eagerly asked, unable to be distracted by the food before them.

The Corpse King knew their urgency and didn’t keep them in suspense.

“That Fan Mao indeed relied on his Talent to get food, but the news hasn’t yet…

Ah! A reply just ca in!”

The Corpse King’s eyes lit up as she quickly opened the panel.

Although the four people around her couldn’t see the phantom panel, they instinctively craned their necks, as if that would help them receive the eagerly awaited news faster.

Fan Mao: “How much do you need exactly? And what can you offer in return?”

Fan Mao: “As you know, the cold disaster is coming soon, and I won’t be able to provide much food by then.”

Fan Mao: “At most, I can only supply you with 20,000 units.”

Corpse King: “?”

Looking at Fan Mao’s ssage, the Corpse King felt as if she had been stunned.

What did “only” provide “20,000” units an?

Since when did 20,000 units of food beco sothing that could be described with “only”?

This was a full 10 tons of food!

Currently, including the old and young, there were 142 people in the Sanctuary; on average, even if each person consud 2 units per day, it would be enough for over two months!

This was simply perfect!

But it also ant they didn’t know what price to offer in return.

Retelling the news to the four people present, the room quickly fell into silence.

What could their Sanctuary offer?

…

Investigation Record of the Disappearance of the Seventh Squad (Plot/White): Parts of corpses were left at the scene, with tears and nurous scratches and bite marks, suspected to have encountered a Zombie attack. The weapons they carried were all missing. Based on the Seventh Squad’s mission, it was reasonably inferred that the squad encountered their mission target—the Corpse King…