When they finally went downstairs late into the evening, Zhang Meilin scoffed at their lack of self control.
But very quickly she became serious again.
"We just got a message from city B base about the emergence of a zombie king and all base leaders were asked to meet up and discuss."
Fu Ling exchanged glances with Qi Changye knowing very well that this would be ni normal 'discussion'
"When is the date of the meeting."
"It's in a week."
Fu Ling nodded lightly. They had more than enough time to prepare for whatever those people were planning.
He didn't hold on to the illusion that they would be cordial. He knew their base has been in the limelight for a long time and the laws here varry so differently from every other base which caused dissatisfaction among the leaders who asked them to change some of their rules.
