There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL) novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506: Chapter 499. Moving Forward

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Bassena’s eyes twitched as he looked at Lex.

The secretary--who was in a combat uniform instead of a suit this time--stared back unimpressively at Bassena. "Taking care of your ass, Boss."

"I don’t need a taking care," Bassena scoffed. "There’s no showbiz in the Deathzone."

"But there’s paperwork," Lex arched his brow.

Bassena clicked his tongue and swept his hair exasperatedly. "Haa...after I went and did all that to keep you away from this place..."

"Wow, almost sounds like I’m your lover or something--I’m touched, Boss," Lex patted Bassena’s back with a smirk. "To show my gratitude, I’ll help you so you can have even more time with your real lover."

"Isn’t that what you have been doing all this time?" Zein chuckled.

"Exactly!" Lex snapped his fingers. "Nice to see you again, Alice’s Boss."

"Pfft--how is she?"

"Having fun managing your school’s administration," Lex shrugged before returning to Bassena. "Come on, Boss; show me my desk! Chop chop!"

Again, Bassena’s eyes twitched. Zein had no idea whether he left Lex behind out of gratitude toward his secretary, or because he wanted to run away from this man. Either way, it was fun to see their dynamic again. Lex seemed to come with a vengeance for all the time Bassena caused him headaches and working overtime, and Zein was looking forward to watching it.

"I never thought the reinforcement is you," Zein glanced at Jock, who bought all of Zein’s former shadow guards along.

Well, they didn’t have to work from the shadow anymore, so he couldn’t call them that again.

"This is still Mortix’s endeavor after all," the bodyguard said with a subtle smile. Ah, he was no longer a bodyguard too--Zein realized with a chuckle. "Master Radia is right; this place looks better than I thought. We had thought that the pictures were maybe went through a lot of editing, but..."

He looked around the base. They were right outside the stadium, where the base’s critical infrastructures were. It offered a clear vantage point to the western side of the base, as well as a part of the northern side. The four watch towers looked like strong pillars supporting the zone, but Jock could see the real core of the base on top of the stadium’s arena.

Nestle on top of the spires was not one, but three shards--two of which circulating a bigger one in the middle. "I didn’t know there were three already."

"We got it when you’re on your way here," Zein replied while observing the people who Radia sent to the Deathzone.

There were more members of Trinity, and Arlo was immediately getting scolded by Senan in the corner. Aside from Zein’s former shadow guard, House Mallarc sent more of their people. And then, finally, there were more mercenaries--groups that finally agreed to join the operation after seeing that it wasn’t a mere suicide project.

Good; they should have enough people to establish their second base now. The problem was...

"They don’t want to move," Zein sighed. "They got too traumatized by the last attack, and now they screamed when I even brought the ’m’ from the move."

"What are you going to do, then?"

Zein glanced at Jock and smirked. "Would you like to join the next excursion? We’ll be picking up another shard."

"Won’t say no to that," the former bodyguard chuckled. "I’ll sort out my kids’ room for now."

Zein nodded and shifted his attention to the new provision provided not just with Radia’s money, but also by House Mallarc. It wasn’t just food and emergency rations, but also more equipment and weapons to fill their arsenal, as well as more materials to fortify their defense.

The best thing, however, was something that got airlifted to the Borderland right before this additional provision entered the Deathzone. It was a set of devices that read certain patterned vibrations through the ground and air. Each vibration would be translated into a letter that could be caught by the paired device without any link signal.

"Each letter needed three seconds before we could send another, so...no long message," Kei explained after reading the whole long manual.

Bassena stroked his chin while his brain churned. "So we need a way to convey things concisely. Perhaps like a code word?"

"Agreed," Ashur nodded. "It doesn’t have to be complicated. Just something for a type of emergency, numbers, and ranks of enemies."