Sequence Ocean Survival: Awakening God-Tier Sequences at the Start

Chapter 133 A Feast at Hongmen? No, I'm going to raid homes and buy goods!

The night was so deep that it seemed impossible to see the twin peaks.

The European-style villa on the cliff was brightly lit, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows poured warm light from inside into the dark valley.

The room was covered with thick Persian carpets, and several oil paintings hung on the walls that could have been exchanged for a courtyard house before the apocalypse.

The fruitwood in the fireplace was burning brightly, crackling and popping, and a faint scent of pine mingled with the rich aroma of fine red wine in the air.

Lei Lie, dressed in a dark red silk bathrobe, sank into a leather sofa, swirling a half-empty glass of Romanée-Conti in his hand.

The crimson liquid clung to the glass, resembling blood that hadn't yet congealed.

Wang Qiang knelt on the ground, his face swollen like a steamed bun, his speech slurred, and spittle flying everywhere.

"President... um... that kid surnamed Lu is too arrogant! He doesn't respect you at all! He said our association is just a bunch of worthless trash, not even worthy of shining the military's shoes!"

Wang Qiang grumbled while stealing glances at Lei Lie. Seeing that the other man didn't react, he added fuel to the fire: "The most infuriating thing is Vice President Li! In front of so many people, he bowed and apologized to that kid, and then told me to shut up! He's made our association lose all face!"

"Snapped!"

The wine glass hit the carpet, but didn't break. Instead, the wine splattered all over the floor, creating a glaring red stain.

Wang Qiang trembled with fright, pressing his head firmly against the carpet, barely daring to breathe.

"explain."

Lei Lie didn't turn around; his voice was icy cold.

In the corner, Li Han's face was deathly pale, his gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were bloodshot.

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound less shaky.

"President, given the situation at the time... if we hadn't withdrawn, we wouldn't have been able to come back."

"Can't come back?" Lei Lie turned around, and a burst of blue-purple electric arcs suddenly erupted from his body.

The air instantly became dry and scorching, and the solid wood furniture emitted a teeth-grinding squeaking sound.

Wang Qiang was pressed firmly to the ground by this oppressive force, his bones cracking.

Lei Lie walked up to Li Han, looking down at him condescendingly: "I'm level 6, and he's level 6 too. What, in your eyes, that brat is stronger than me?"

Li Han's legs went weak, and he knelt down.

Cold sweat dripped down his chin onto the floor, shattering into eight pieces.

But he didn't dare lie.

"President...that's different."

Li Han swallowed hard, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints. Recalling the scene from earlier that day, his body trembled uncontrollably. "Your aura is ferocious, like a tiger, inspiring fear, but that person... I can't see any light in him."

"No color?" Lei Lie frowned.

"It's black, pure, deathly black." Li Han's voice was hoarse. "It's the feeling of staring directly at death. I have a feeling that if he wants to, none of us will survive a second."

The room was so quiet that the only sound was the crackling of the firewood in the fireplace.

Lei Lie's eyes twitched twice, and the electric arcs on his body slowly receded.

He's wild, but not stupid.

Li Han's sequence is [Danger Perception]. The reason this kid has survived until now and even become the vice president is because of his eyes that are sharper than a dog's.

"Pure black?"

Lei Lie sat back on the sofa, tapping his fingers on the armrest in a slow rhythm, each tap feeling like a blow to the heart.

He didn't believe that an outsider could be that strong; he figured it was probably some kind of special mental skill he was using to bluff.

But the zombie horde is coming soon, and it would be a waste to fight them head-on at this point, potentially damaging our strength.

"That's interesting."

Lei Lie twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. "In Hanwu City, dragons have to coil up and tigers have to lie low."

He looked at Li Han: "Tomorrow, send someone to the military base to deliver the invitation."

"Invite Major Lu to the banquet." Lei Lie narrowed his eyes, his tone chilling. "Tell him I have important matters to discuss, concerning the defense against the zombie horde, and also... who will be in charge of Hanwu City from now on."

Li Han was taken aback: "President, you mean...?"

"Courtesy first, then force."

Lei Lie walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the dark military base at the foot of the mountain with the eyes of someone looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

"If he knows what's good for him and is willing to back down, I wouldn't mind giving him the position of vice president. After all, level 6 combat power is rare, and having a watchdog isn't bad either."

At this point, Lei Lie turned around, his fleshy face twitching: "If he doesn't know what's good for him..."

He glanced at Wang Qiang on the ground: "Pass the word down, have all the Spirit Source users above level 5 in the association ambush around the villa tomorrow night. I refuse to believe that with so many of us, we can't overwhelm a single level 6 Spirit Source user!"

"Yes! The chairman is wise!" Wang Qiang excitedly got up from the ground, his swollen face full of the pleasure of revenge.

Li Han opened his mouth, looked at Lei Lie's arrogant back, and finally swallowed his words.

Pile him up until he dies?

Faced with absolute darkness, is sheer quantity... really useful?

……

The next morning, sunlight bathed the Twin Peaks.

Just as Lu Sheng finished meditating, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Yi walked in, clutching a bright red invitation card with gold lettering, his face ashen as if he had just swallowed a dead fly.

"Major Lu, someone from the association has arrived. Lei Lie is hosting a banquet this noon and would like to invite you to join us."

"A Feast at Hongmen."

Zhou Hai was squatting by the door brushing his teeth, his mouth full of foam as he glanced over and mumbled indistinctly, "That old bastard's definitely up to no good, who knows how many axemen he's hiding. Lu kid, let's not go, let's leave him hanging! Let him drink the air himself!"

Lu Sheng took the invitation and casually glanced at it.

His handwriting was flamboyant and unrestrained, exuding the arrogance of a nouveau riche, and his words were full of a condescending sense of charity.

"Go, why don't you go?"

Lu Sheng casually tossed the invitation onto the table, stood up, stretched his neck, and made a series of cracking sounds.

He walked to the door and looked up at the villa on the mountaintop, which appeared particularly dazzling in the morning light.

"Someone prepared a feast, stocked up on supplies, and even washed their head and stuck it out."

Lu Sheng turned his head and looked at Zhang Yi, whose face was full of worry, and Zhou Hai, whose face was full of excitement, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Where can you find such a good deal?"

"Inform everyone, get ready."

Lu Sheng straightened his slightly wrinkled cuffs, a chilling golden glint flashing in his eyes.

"This noon, I'm going to a banquet, and I'll take the opportunity to teach that Chairman Lei what... manners are."

"Oh, right," Lu Sheng added, "have the brothers clear out a few empty warehouses; there might be a lot of stuff coming back today."

Zhou Hai was stunned for a moment, then grinned wildly, spraying toothpaste foam all over Zhang Yi's face: "Hahaha! Alright!"

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