Chapter 220: Let’s Go To Vikram’s Territory

Vikram was training with the Warrior Druid. It has become his regular activity whenever he gets free time. It sharpened his attacks and defence.

But just then, a slight tremor came from his left wrist; he had received a message.

He focused his eyes and found that it was actually the group of people he had met in the villa before who had contacted him.

Now that they had contacted him voluntarily, he couldn’t be happier.

He quickly scanned the chat box, and the messages inside were pretty much as he expected.

The other party did intend to join his Shelter.

However, there was a small problem: they were currently being targeted by Snape’s people.

They were now asking for his opinion.

If he didn’t mind, Vikram wouldn’t even need to go find them; they only needed a coordinate, and the other party could come on their own.

"Hiss, there’s such a good thing?" Vikram knew the overall strength of the other party’s members; among them, Draco and Ron both had physiques above thirty.

It should be noted that these were physique data before crystals appeared, indicating that they had used the previous physique fruits and crimson orb.

And the difficulty of obtaining ordinary crystals was not too high; even if their physique was stagnant now, Vikram was confident that he could quickly help them raise their physique to 30 points.

Such a group of people, not only meeting the personality requirements but also having good strength, now voluntarily coming to him, Vikram was inevitably a little envious.

Licking his somewhat dry lips, Vikram replied word by word, "[Vikram: If you trust me, just come directly. (Coordinates)]"

He boldly threw the coordinates to the other party.

They were already half-neighbors, and at such a close distance, hiding the coordinates was meaningless.

As for that small problem later, he didn’t take it seriously at all.

Snape had already provoked him several times; even if he didn’t recruit them, he would definitely run into him eventually.

Speaking of which, he had wanted to punish the other party for a long time.

Sending people to harass him repeatedly, and even using homemade explosives, if he didn’t find a way to eliminate the other party, he wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully.

After replying, Vikram continued his practice. Since he already ready few buildings, he wasn’t worried about where they will live.

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Meanwhile, under a giant tree.

"Wasn’t it quite lively just now? Why did you all stop talking the moment I arrived?"

"You all continue, don’t mind me." At the entrance of the treehouse, Scott grinned, teasing.

Watching Scott and the other person slowly step into the tree hollow, the five people inside secretly cried foul.

Although their conversation just now intentionally avoided the guards outside the house, it wasn’t to the point of being completely inaudible.

If the other party’s physique was extraordinary, they probably really would have been overheard.

For a moment, everyone stared at each other, and no one spoke.

After a long silence, Harry was the first to step forward to Scott and ask, "You are?"

They recognized the person behind Scott; he was one of the people guarding them.

But this young man, who had been smiling ever since he arrived, they had never seen before.

"Oh, oh, I forgot you don’t know me yet."

Scott bowed very gentlemanly, introducing himself, "My name is Scott, and I am one of the high-ranking members of the Green Wind Shelter."

"As for why I’m here this time, I suppose you all have some idea in your hearts, right?"

Everyone in the house was suddenly startled!

They knew the name Green Wind Shelter without asking; it was the name of Snape’s faction.

What truly concerned them was that the other party was actually a high-ranking member.

The people guarding them outside before were just ordinary Survivors with average physiques.

After all, high-level combat power was a rare resource in any Shelter, and naturally wouldn’t be wasted on tasks like guarding.

But now that Scott had come, it was clear that the Green Wind Shelter intended to get serious with them.

Thinking of this, everyone in the house immediately took out their weapons, adopting a defensive posture.

"Oh, don’t be nervous, everyone. Although I am a high-ranking member, I don’t intend to forcibly take you back to the shelter."

"We are all people of the Eagle Country, and everyone knows the saying that a raw melon isn’t sweet."

Looking at the five people with unfriendly expressions, Scott waved his hands repeatedly, appearing to be quite scared, but from his disdainful eyes, one could tell it was all an act.

"Although I did come here this time intending to take you back, the choice is in your hands."

"As for whether or not to join, why don’t you wait until I demonstrate the benefits of joining the Green Wind Shelter before making a decision? It’s not too late."

Scott still wore a smile, so amiable that it was hard to get angry.

But this smiling and welcoming demeanor was only somewhat effective for those who were unaware.

These Survivors, who had been tormented by the Green Wind Shelter for so long, naturally didn’t give him any good looks.

"Get lost, you bastard! If I find someone pleasing to the eye, I’ll join naturally. If I don’t, even if you give me endless supplies for a lifetime, I won’t bother to look at a beast like you again."

Ron completely ignored Scott’s surprised gaze, pointing at his nose and cursing.

"Are you sure?" Even if Scott, who was called a beast, could put on an act, his face was still somewhat displeased as he asked sinisterly.

"Why aren’t you getting lost? Can’t you understand human words?" Saying that, Ron was also impolite, directly smashing his brass knuckles towards Scott’s head.

They didn’t actively kill other Survivors, but they weren’t to the point where they would endure oppression without fighting back.

However, the result of this punch was somewhat different from what Ron imagined.

He hadn’t held back with this punch, but the other party not only didn’t dodge, but also caught his swinging right arm with one hand.

Immediately after, Scott raised his left foot and accurately kicked Ron in the abdomen, and the two separated as soon as they touched.

Neither of them was injured, and they seemed to be of similar strength, but Ron knew that the other party’s speed was slightly faster than his own.

"Indeed, astonishing physique." A hint of surprise flashed in Scott’s eyes.

"If you honestly come back with me, I guarantee the Shelter won’t treat you poorly."

"Things like food, women, and status, none of them will be lacking for you."

Saying that, he paused, clenched his fist, and continued, "But if you still intend to resist stubbornly, we also have ways to control you."

"I’ve said my piece. I’ll give you one more day. How you choose is up to you."

Seemingly very confident in himself, Scott directly turned his back to them and slowly left without looking back.

"Brother Scott, are we just leaving? Not forcing them to come back?"

A survivor who had been following behind asked softly when he saw Scott turn and leave. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

His tone was fawning, but a subtle hint of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Tch, he bragged so much when he came, but when it was his turn, he couldn’t handle them. Such a show-off."

Clearly, the other party’s earlier scolding had also filled this survivor with resentment, and he cursed inwardly.

"Just do your own job. I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll let them off the hook. Next time, I’ll tie them up and bring them back even if I have to."

"I warn you, you better keep an eye on them. I’ll be back tomorrow, and if they escape, I’ll hold you accountable."

Scott, who had traveled a long way only to be humiliated, also had a grim expression, pointing at the Survivor’s nose.

As he left, he didn’t forget to glance back at the treehouse, "If killing you idiots did drop used physique items, I wouldn’t bother talking to you."

With that, he snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and strode away.

Seeing the other party walk away, the Survivor first made a face in the direction Scott had left, then turned to look at the treehouse.

"You all heard Brother Scott. He’s coming back tomorrow, and he’ll probably bring a lot of brothers with him."

"I advise you to be sensible and compromise early. Anyway, with your physique, you won’t be treated unfairly if you join Green Wind Shelter." His job was to guard these wild Survivors, which was originally a tough task.

After all, in the freezing cold, pitching a tent outside was their daily living space, and no one was happy to do this job.

But if he could actively get the three people to join the Shelter, not to mention what reward the Shelter leader would give him...

If they became high-ranking members, he could also get a familiar face, couldn’t he?

His wishful thinking was quite loud, but unfortunately, no one inside the house paid him any mind.

Knowing he was making a fool of himself, he pouted. Just as he was about to return to his tent to warm up, a sudden movement came from behind him.

It was Ron, grinning with a mouthful of clean white teeth, waving at him and shouting, "Come here, brother, come over for a moment. I want to understand the specific welfare benefits in your Shelter."

Although this Survivor had nothing special about him, he had still managed to reach a mid-level position.

Seeing Ron’s attitude do a complete 180-degree turn, he couldn’t help but feel a hint of suspicion.

One had to know that the other party had previously wanted to tear their guards to shreds, and now he was greeting them with a smile, which looked suspicious no matter how you saw it.

But what if the other party really intended to join? He couldn’t refuse.

After thinking for a moment, he said loudly, "If you want to know, come to my tent alone. We have four guards here, so we can definitely give you more references."

He kept an eye out, letting Ron come over by himself. He still had three other members, so if there was any sudden movement, he would have a chance to escape.

"Tsk." Ron clicked his tongue, seeing how clever the other party was.

Of course, he had no intention of learning about Green Wind Shelter’s welfare benefits. He called him over because just a moment ago, they had received a message from Vikram.

And at this moment, Scott had also just left. If they didn’t leave now, when would they?

He had originally intended to lure him over and kill him, but he didn’t expect to be seen through at a glance.

If he couldn’t lure him into the treehouse alone, in order not to let the other party escape immediately or notify the people of Green Wind Shelter, he had to kill all four of them in one blow.

Ron glanced at the people beside him, stepped out of the treehouse, and approached the other party.

"Hahaha, Brother Ron is still so straightforward! Come on, ask whatever you want to know, the four of us guarantee we’ll tell you everything."

The other three, clearly obeying this mid-level member, also nodded like pounding garlic.

Seeing Ron actually come alone, he breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly.

Ron’s eyes held a hint of coldness, and he spoke with an extremely fast speed, "Then I’ll be direct. Actually, I just want to know what kind of expression you’ll have when I beat you to death on the spot."

"Wh..." Before this self-proclaimed clever mid-level member could finish speaking, his temple had already taken a solid punch from Ron.

This mid-level member was not like Scott. Struck by this lightning-fast punch, he instantly fell unconscious.

At this moment, the other three in the same tent realized something was wrong and tried to leave quickly.

But Ron had no intention of letting them go. In the blink of an eye, he had claimed two more lives.

The last Survivor, who was trying to use chat to send a message, also had his arm broken by a punch from Ron.

After dealing with the last Survivor, Ron flexed his arm muscles and walked out of the tent.

At this time, everyone in the treehouse had already sensed the outside.

"Are they all dealt with?" Draco looked over Ron’s broad shoulders into the tent.

"I, Ron, am not good at other things, but killing these little rascals is a matter of minutes." He said it easily, but he was actually a little nervous. If he hadn’t been quick, the other party might have exposed their information.

"Then let’s go. It’s still a bit of a distance from the coordinates Vikram gave us, so we need to be quick." Harry, with a slightly pale face, pointed to the east and said...

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