Chapter 327: GT Bonus
"Tsk tsk tsk, another group. It seems we weren’t wrongly caught today; there are quite a few fools who had the same idea as us."
In the cell on the other side, it seemed their attempts to break the iron door had woken up others, and now several responses, slightly mocking and self-deprecating, finally appeared.
"Who are you? What exactly is going on? I am a VIP guest who spent money at the Crimson Desire Shelter. How dare these people lock us up here?"
No one answered his question, but several impatient voices did echo in the dungeon.
"Don’t bother, you can’t break this iron door without tools. Anyway, Director Lilith won’t kill us. Just sleep here for one night, and everything will be fine tomorrow."
"Newcomer, I warn you, stop making noise! If you dare to disturb my rest again, I’ll be the first to twist your head off tomorrow morning!"
It seemed these people were all repeat offenders, clearly familiar with the situation here, and not at all worried about being locked up.
They just kept warning the newly arrived group...
Outside the dungeon.
The people standing outside at this moment included the several Survivors who had just been responsible for apprehending the troublemakers, and in addition, a graceful figure appeared.
"How many groups have there been today?" Lilith glanced in the direction of the dungeon and asked in a calm tone.
"Reporting to Boss, counting those who just went in, this is the fourth group locked up today."
Upon hearing this, Lilith’s brows furrowed slightly.
"Call a few more brothers out to help. We must ensure everything is foolproof."
"Also, especially the Survivors in the row of cubicles to the west, they must be strictly guarded."
"If anything happens to those people, I will hold you accountable!"
"Yes, Boss!"
After they responded, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Only Lilith, slightly relieved, remained.
"There shouldn’t be any problems," she thought to herself.
The house to the west was specially provided by her for Vikram and his group.
Her acquaintance with the mysterious Survivor, Vikram, had clearly started well today, and she didn’t want these light-fingered Survivors to ruin her good fortune.
The few Survivors she sent were among the strongest subordinates in her shelter.
Each of them had top-notch physiques, none below fifty points.
Even she, a Survivor with sixty points of physique, would not be able to easily handle so many powerful Survivors at once.
It was definitely enough to eliminate some rats.
However, what Lilith could never have imagined was that not only these deluded Survivors were causing trouble today, but Vikram himself was also among them.
Half an hour earlier, Vikram had already secretly slipped out of that lounge.
Normally, he intended to give Lilith face and not cause trouble on her territory.
But as long as he wasn’t recognized while causing trouble, what did that have to do with him, Vikram?
At this moment, he was on the roof of a two-story cubicle, enduring the cold wind.
Occasionally, he would come down and grab a few passing Survivors to question, seemingly trying to extract some useful information.
"Hey, who are you? If you don’t let go of me, I won’t be polite with you!"
Every survivor, when easily caught by Vikram, would always utter such threatening words, which Vikram had grown tired of hearing.
However, the one in his hand was clearly a bit more observant than the previous ones. After sizing Vikram up, he immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"
"Aren’t you the one who challenged Snape at the auction..."
"Hmm?"
Hearing half of it, Vikram let out a surprised sound and quickly covered the little chubby man’s mouth.
He glanced at his clothes, which he had already changed into a different set. To avoid attracting attention, he had even removed his face mask and goggles. He was very curious how the other party recognized him.
The other party clearly realized something too, and chuckled.
"Big boss, I’m very good at recognizing people. I don’t even need to know what you look like; I can tell who’s who just by looking at their eyes."
"Big boss, the sharpness in your eyes is too obvious. Changing clothes won’t fool me."
Vikram raised his eyebrows, sizing up the seemingly ordinary chubby man, a hint of admiration secretly forming in his heart.
Logically, he had planned to quietly deal with Snape tonight, ensuring no one knew he was responsible.
But now that this chubby man knew his identity, Vikram didn’t feel any killing intent.
Mainly, the chubby man’s fleshy face, coupled with his smiling expression, made him resemble a Maitreya Buddha; he hadn’t provoked him, making it genuinely hard for Vikram to act.
After a moment’s thought, Vikram pulled an item from his bag.
Then, under the chubby man’s gaze, he directly put an iron contraption on him.
"Hey, boss, what is this you’re putting on me? Giving me such a big gift right after meeting, isn’t that a bit much?"
"No choice, you recognized me. Remember not to tell anyone about this today, understand?"
The iron contraption Vikram put on the chubby man was none other than the Enslavement Bracelet.
This chubby man was quite clever; although he didn’t know the specific function of the bracelet, he instantly nodded, knowing he was still in someone else’s hands.
"I wasn’t planning on telling anyone anyway, boss. Please take this thing off me."
"Talking about that now is useless. Either you obediently wear the bracelet, and nothing will happen, or you wait to be hacked to death by me on the spot."
Vikram chuckled sinisterly, and the chubby man immediately trembled all over with fright.
"No! No! Don’t kill me! I’ll wear it obediently, alright?"
Prolly was on the verge of tears, truly not expecting that merely going for a walk would somehow lead him to encounter such an ominous figure.
Nodding in satisfaction, Vikram continued, "I ask, you answer. If you dare to lie, you’ll soon find out what this bracelet is for."
Prolly, still held by his collar, dared not utter a single ’no’ and continuously nodded his round head.
"Did you see which room Snape was arranged in after leaving the auction?"
Despite Snape’s many setbacks at this auction, he, the wealthy patron, was still the one who purchased the most items.
Crimson Desire Shelter would definitely have provided him with a room.
"Ah!"
"Boss, you’ve asked the right person. I actually know this."
Just as he was about to tell Vikram, the slightly chubby Survivor suddenly stopped speaking.
"Boss... you... going to find the Green Wind Shelter boss in the middle of the night, you’re not planning to kill him on the spot, are you?"
Prolly shrank his head, his gaze towards Vikram gradually becoming strange.
"Less nonsense. Just speak when I ask."
He let the other party feel the current from the Enslavement Bracelet slightly, and sure enough, the chubby man immediately became obedient.
"I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you, alright?"
"Snape’s residence is on the east side, and below their living quarters is a restaurant."
"I saw him with a few of his subordinates having dinner a few hours ago."
After speaking, he gave Vikram another wrong look.
"Boss, I don’t care if you kill that old man, but if it gets discovered, please don’t say I leaked the information, okay?"
"I’m just an ordinary person; how can I endure being messed with by big shots like you?"
"Zzz~ Zzz~"
"Ah!!!"
Vikram, who had been about to leave, saw that the other party’s words had triggered the bracelet’s electric shock again, and immediately took another look at the chubby man.
The previous words didn’t trigger the bracelet’s electric shock, indicating they weren’t false, but the subsequent phrase ’ordinary person’ did, which was quite thought-provoking.
"Could it be that this chubby man is some important figure?"
Thinking this, Vikram ordered the chubby man to stay put, and he quickly left in the direction the chubby man indicated...
A few minutes later, in a partition on the east side of Crimson Desire Shelter, Vikram landed steadily on its roof.
Without rushing to act, Vikram first summoned the Biological Detection, which he hadn’t used in a long time.
However, the targets were all tightly holed up inside the room at this time, and aside from the Survivors wandering on the main road nearby, there was no way to ascertain the situation inside the room.
After a moment’s thought, Vikram took a photo and sent it to Prolly. After confirming with him that it was this room, Vikram didn’t bother with a sneak attack.
He took out a black face mask, covered his face, and went directly to the door via the side stairs, knocking on it.
To his surprise, there was no one inside to answer, and after a short while, the door opened on its own.
What followed were the fierce eyes and slightly mocking laughter of the four Survivors, making Vikram’s expression instantly tighten.
"Hehe, the boss was right, there really is a fool who came looking."
With a sinister laugh, without even waiting for Vikram to speak, they each broke through a window and jumped downstairs as if they had practiced it dozens of times.
Vikram was about to chase them out the window, but before his left foot could step out, a familiar smell of gunpowder instantly filled his nostrils.
Vikram’s pupils contracted, and he scanned the room, clearly spotting a large bundle of lit homemade explosives in the corner.
The fuse of the explosives was already burning down, and it was about to explode.
Vikram, unable to get close and put the explosives into his bag before they detonated, could only retreat rapidly.
Unexpectedly, the other party had been ambushing him for a long time, and the timing of the explosion was perfectly calculated.
Even though Vikram reacted quickly enough, he still couldn’t completely avoid the blast radius.
"Boom!!!"
The explosion, which echoed throughout Crimson Desire Shelter, instantly reached the ears of every Survivor in the Shelter.
Flames shot skyward, and burning wood and shattered stone walls flew in all directions.
Along with a sky full of black smoke, it diffused into the brightly lit night sky.
Many patrons, busy with physical labor late at night, were startled by the sound, some even stumbling. The more timid ones found their ’little brothers’ wilting from fright.
Vikram, who was directly facing the explosion, was naturally not in good shape. Because he couldn’t fully escape, the impact of the explosion sent him flying a certain distance.
He fell heavily from the second-floor stairs onto the stone ground.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of metallic-tasting blood spewed from his mouth as Vikram slowly stood up.
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