ushernet Chapter 170: Signing
Chapter 170: Signing
Because their gathering place was right next to Diamond Street, Quentin and the others called it Diamond Home.
The entire compound had only one entrance, which they had blocked with debris, leaving only enough space for a car to pass through, fenced off with a barrier.
As soon as Elijah's group reached the entrance of the compound, a woman ran out from inside, joyously shouting towards Quentin, "Quentin, you've finally returned safely!"
She rushed to Quentin's side, embracing him tightly, while her eyes subtly glanced at Fiona and the other women.
Seeing this, Fiona smirked, casting a glance at Elijah.
Understanding the situation, Elijah spoke up, "Quentin, this is..."
With so many people looking at him, Quentin blushed and gestured for the woman to let go, then said, "Boss, let me introduce you. This is my... girlfriend, Ivy! Ivy, this is our boss, Elijah, and his... companions!"
"Boss?" Ivy looked puzzled. "Elijah? The one who took over the mall?"
"Yeah, but now he's our boss!" Quentin replied.
Later, Quentin briefly recounted what had happened that morning, including Elijah's help in killing the mutant zombies.
"No wonder I saw you guys run past the entrance of the compound but not come in!" Ivy suddenly realized, then thanked Elijah and his group.
"Alright, let's not stand at the entrance. Let's go inside and talk!" Quentin took Ivy's hand and led everyone into the compound.
Upon entering, Elijah's group saw many heads poking out of windows on several floors, greeting Quentin and his group while curiously looking at Elijah, especially the women beside him.
Indeed, Fiona and the others were incredibly beautiful and outstanding, impossible to ignore.
This was also why Ivy immediately hugged Quentin—she was afraid these women were ones Quentin had picked up outside, asserting her own dominance.
After all, she had come to Quentin's side in a similar manner!
Saved by Quentin from her shop, relying on her awakened abilities and some charm, she became Quentin's woman!
"Ivy is also an awakened?" On the way, they continued to discuss the terms of their agreement, and Ivy joined in after listening for a while.
Elijah was amazed at her excellent memory, as she could repeat verbatim what they had discussed.
At that moment, they arrived at a lower-level building, led by Quentin into a residential unit that had been modestly refurbished.
"This is my room and office. It might not be as good as your island's environment, but we'll make do!" Quentin warmly invited everyone to take a seat.
"In these times, having a safe place to rest is already a great thing," Elijah commented nonchalantly.
"Next, let's incorporate the agreed terms into the contract," Elijah said, stepping back from involvement as Fiona took charge.
Meanwhile, Ivy offered strategic advice on Quentin's side.
Within the broad framework, they filled in many details, especially regarding security regulations within the compound.
After all, as survivors in a civilized society, none of them wanted to witness excessive brutality and violence.
Due to the allure of the body forging technique, Ivy had no objections to the idea of the two teams forming an alliance.
Instead, she sincerely considered the benefits her team would gain, contributing many constructive ideas that she and Fiona refined together.
Finally, they drafted a thick stack of agreements and handed them over to Elijah and Quentin.
Elijah quickly glanced through it, finding no objections, and promptly signed his approval. Quentin followed suit.
With the business concluded, the atmosphere lightened up.
Ivy immediately engaged Fiona, Hannah, and a few other women in lively discussions about their shared interests, while Elijah and Quentin talked about matters concerning the compound.
"Quentin, do you find it convenient living in this compound?" Elijah inquired.
Quentin sighed. "Naturally, it's not convenient at all. No electricity, can't access the upper floors, no running water, and the toilets are unbearable. Plus, there's no gas, so cooking is difficult."
Elijah nodded sympathetically. "Have you thought about moving somewhere else?"
"I have thought about it, but with so many people, moving is a big issue. We might end up surrounded by zombies," Quentin shook his head. "Besides, everyone needs sufficient rooms for isolation when sleeping at night, and currently, I don't know a suitable place to relocate." Continue your story on m-vl-em,py-r
"I have a great place in mind—water, electricity, plenty of rooms. Quentin, would you be interested?" Elijah offered.
"Is there really such a good place? Then I'm definitely interested!" Quentin's spirits lifted at the prospect.