Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 304 - 223: Maoshan Fortunes (Triple Combo - )

Chapter 304: Chapter 223: Maoshan Fortunes (Triple Combo Chapter)

In a study inside a villa

A man sat on an executive chair.

On his desk, at this moment, lay a photo.

A photo of Wang Hao!

"Have you confirmed his identity? Is it him?"

The man took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a puff, and asked indifferently.

It’s not like before; he could smoke these premium cigarettes freely now.

"It wasn’t confirmed before, but after his fight with Zheng Tai, it can be basically confirmed."

The woman standing not far in front of him said softly.

"He’s quite gutsy, daring to come to the Settlement Camp. What, does he think he’s invincible? Ridiculous."

The man scoffed disdainfully, thinking Wang Hao was too bold.

"This person..."

The woman hesitated, wanting to speak.

"If you’ve got something to say, just say it."

"He was the biggest beneficiary of the battle at Purple Gold Mountain, obtaining the ultimate secret. I think he’s not just any fool; on the contrary, he’s very smart."

The woman’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum.

The implication in her words was to remind the man not to underestimate Wang Hao.

"He’s just got some cunning. Even if he’s truly unmatched in wisdom and strategy, so what? He’s overreaching, daring to run here, ultimately too young."

The man didn’t take it seriously; just a kid after all.

In front of him, he was nothing!

He flicked his cigarette ash and said lightly:

"Go find Ghost Warrior and have him come see me."

"Yes!"

Hearing the man wanted to see Ghost Warrior, the woman was completely at ease.

It seemed he looked down on Wang Hao only in words, but he truly valued him secretly.

And rightly so, after all, Flame Man is the trump card of the second Settlement Camp, incredibly powerful.

Those three from outside are no pushovers, and they’ve prepared for a long time too.

That Wang Hao was able to snatch food from the tiger’s mouth.

His strength is evident.

Moreover!

He now bears the heavenly fortune of the Emperor Dao, essentially having a protagonist’s halo.

Such a person is extremely hard to kill!

Even if there’s a sliver of hope, he might narrowly escape death; to deal with him, one must set a surefire trap.

"Wang Hao!"

The man looked at the photo, his gaze extremely sharp:

"You’re just a mere brat reeking of milk, daring to dream of contending for the world? Can your shoulders bear the destiny of the Han people?"

...

At this moment, Wang Hao had arrived in another person’s office.

Completely unaware, a conspiracy against him was brewing.

The office was ancient and tasteful.

Everything was crafted from solid wood.

What surprised Wang Hao was that here, the spiritual power absorbed by the Blade of Plunder was noticeably more than the outside world.

The executive chair turned, and a man in a military uniform appeared before Wang Hao.

He was burly and rugged, looking like a straightforward man.

Yet in those small eyes, there shone a cunning unusual for most people.

"Wang Hao?"

The man spoke, with an intimidating tone in his voice.

Pressure from someone of high status pressed toward Wang Hao.

This was accumulated over many years; if it were an ordinary young man, he’d undoubtedly buckle under such pressure.

However, for Wang Hao, it had no impact at all.

Not to mention the nourishment of spiritual power had already transformed his aura, not to mention his temperament honed by kills, incomparable to others.

Just possessing the Golden Bell and bearing Emperor Dao’s destiny, he wouldn’t be intimidated by anyone’s momentum.

"Hello! I’m Yaoyao’s boyfriend, Wang Hao."

Wang Hao displayed a faint smile on his face.

"Haha, not bad, young man. I heard your powers are very strong, reaching an unbelievable level in superpower development.

Even Zheng Tai is no match for you."

The man showed a smile of an elder, retracting all his imposing momentum.

At this moment, he seemed like a kind and amiable elder.

"Not too bad, outside’s not like here, very chaotic. I’ve grasped all of this through fighting, honed between life and death."

Wang Hao shrugged, somewhat helplessly saying:

"For us, failure means death, so we have to exhaust all efforts to explore our abilities and improve ourselves."

"Good lad! You’re a talent! How about it? Want to work under me? I, Chen Tianlei, will surely not mistreat you."

Chen Tianlei laughed heartily, surprise inviting Wang Hao.

He wanted to bring Wang Hao under his banner.

Only now did Wang Hao realize the man’s name before him, Sun Yaoyao’s uncle, was Chen Tianlei.

"I’ve got a small gathering place of my own there. If I don’t return, it will probably be wiped out soon."

Wang Hao helplessly spread his hands, then added:

"My personality, Yaoyao and the others should have told you, right? I’m just a salted fish without great ambitions, just wanting to muddle through and survive in this apocalypse."

"A true man’s ambitions lie far and wide, especially at a time when the nation is in peril. With your abilities, how can you indulge in ease?"

Chen Tianlei frowned, looking at Wang Hao with a somewhat disappointed look:

"I’ve seen your gathering place in the city. Nearby there’s the Demon Cave, Ghouls constantly pouring out, and it’s not far from Purple Gold Mountain, which is hard to defend.

You can bring those people to our Settlement Camp; I’ll arrange a good position for you since you’re Yaoyao’s boyfriend, you’re family to us.

At the Settlement Camp, it’s your best choice. Here, you’ll also receive many unimaginable benefits."