“Damn it, bro! Even if you know, you don't have to say it out loud like that, do you?” Tarzan gets embarrassed when James exposes his intention of coming here for a meal.

  Even with his thick skin, he can't help feeling awkward. He smiles stupidly and explains, “James, you can't say that. I really try my best to help Boss Oliver with his business!”

  Oliver glances at Tarzan and says indifferently, “Anyway, it's almost time for dinner. Tarzan, you can stay.”

  In fact, Oliver has already set his eyes on Tarzan.

  Tarzan has lived in Vulcan Town for over a year and is familiar with the situation here. Since Oliver is new here, he still has to rely on Tarzan for many things.

  As soon as Tarzan hears this, his embarrassment disappears immediately, and he becomes proud. Everyone suspects that his previous embarrassment is just an act.

  Liam takes the bag from Oliver. Suddenly, he lets out a scream, pulls out the cured meat, and shouts in disbelief, “Cured meat? Holy shit! We're rich now, haha...”

  In an instant, everyone's eyes focus on the cured meat, their faces full of shock. In the apocalypse, meat is extremely precious.

  It's very difficult to find healthy meat in the infected world. Most of the cured meat in the supermarkets has been eaten by zombies, and very little is left. Even for the top managers in the whole Vulcan Town, it's a rare treat to have it once or twice a week. How can they not be shocked by the appearance of such a large piece of cured meat?

  “Damn it, we're going to have a great meal this time...” Tarzan swallows hard, his eyes fixed on the cured meat, and he's calculating in his mind: If this cured meat is taken to the market, it can at least be exchanged for a hundred or so top-quality refined flour steamed buns. Converted into gold... He doesn't even dare to think further.

  The reactions of the others make Oliver feel a bit proud. He doesn't expect that a piece of cured meat can have such a great impact in the apocalypse.

  Everyone looks at him with eyes full of admiration. Oliver even thinks wickedly that if he takes out all the cured meat in his space storage, they will surely be stunned.

  James, who is always cold, is also full of shock. He asks in disbelief, “Captain, how do you get this cured meat?” He is completely convinced by Oliver. Not only is he strong in combat, but his ability to find food is also terrifying. Following him, they won't have to worry about not having enough to eat.

  This question piques everyone's interest. Except for the three children who are surrounding Liam and sniffing the smell of the cured meat, the others all stare eagerly at Oliver.

  But how can Oliver tell them the secret? He stares and laughs vaguely, “How do I get it? Well, it's just like that.” Then he says seriously, “What? Don't you all want to eat the meat?”

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  Liam is the first to react. He snatches the cured meat back from Leo's hand, looks at the time, and shouts, “Oh, it's almost lunchtime. I'll go and cook. I used to love eating cured meat in my hometown. I learn how to make cured meat rice from my mom. I promise you'll want to eat it again after you taste it.” After that, he slips into the kitchen.

  The topic is shifted, and everyone snaps out of their embarrassment and giggles stupidly.

  Oliver beckons to Tarzan, and Tarzan immediately runs over obsequiously, with a flattering smile on his face, “Boss Oliver, what can I do for you?” Lured by the cured meat, Tarzan is completely “captured.” Oliver sits on the sofa, and Victoria hands him a glass of water, her face blushing. Oliver doesn't pay attention and asks Tarzan, “How much do you know about the hunting?”

  Tarzan is taken aback, scratches his head, and says reluctantly, “Not much. Even though I look fierce, I'm actually a bully who picks on the weak. In this day and age, it's already very lucky to be alive. When I meet tough guys, I have to stay away. Hunting isn't something we can do. It's normal for teams of dozens or hundreds of people to be wiped out. Even if they manage to grab some food, it's limited. In the past three years or so, the places where food was easy to find have already been emptied.”

  Tarzan gets more and more dissatisfied as he speaks and says resentfully, “Damn it, now the powerful people in the base are living it up, while those of us without power can only wait for the base to distribute steamed buns every day. There are only two steamed buns, and it's not enough to fill our stomachs at all. We've been eating them for over a year, and it's so boring.”

  Oliver finds it interesting and says playfully, “Are you just being a sore loser?”

  Tarzan is immediately at a loss for words. Seeing that Oliver is serious, he can only spread his hands and say, “Well, I admit it. Actually, half a year ago, I still had dozens of subordinates. I thought it would be okay to go out and grab some food, so I applied for the hunting mission.”

  “What happened then?” Oliver takes a sip of boiled water indifferently. He urgently needs to know about Tarzan's hunting experience.

  “What happened?” Tarzan says with a bitter smile, “The food in the suburbs has long been snatched up. To find food, we have to go into the city. Dozens of us are nothing in front of the zombies in the city. In the end, just to save face, we used bullets to make a way and rushed into a small supermarket on the outskirts of the city. We managed to grab some food, but only eight of us, including me, made it back to the base.”

  Oliver is also shocked. Dozens of people went out, and only eight came back. It's so tragic.

  Tarzan shakes his head and says, “People who haven't seen it with their own eyes don't know how terrifying it is. There are zombies all over the ground, and there's hardly any place to stand. Bullets are useless if they don't hit the head, but not everyone has such good marksmanship.” He suddenly remembers something and says worriedly, “Boss Oliver, in the past half year, more and more zombies have been pouring out from Dellai City, and they've even appeared around the base. This isn't a good sign. What do you think...”

  Oliver frowns. He has always thought that they were just wandering zombies from nearby villages, but he didn't expect that they were pouring in from Dellai City, which is dozens of kilometers away.

  Tarzan shrugs and says, “I don't know either. Could they have followed the hunting team back? But the hunting teams all drive, and the zombies can't keep up. Maybe the base is so attractive that the zombies can smell it from Dellai City? That's really ridiculous. If their sense of smell is that good, the base have been torn apart long ago. The base's defense seems strong, but if hundreds of thousands or even millions of zombies attack, it won't be able to hold out for more than an hour.”

  Facing the questions raised by Tarzan, since Oliver has just arrived here, he doesn't know the reasons either. But he understands that if the base is really faced with a zombie attack, it will definitely be a disaster.

  “It seems that I still have to go to Dellai City and take a look!”