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Doomsday: with unlimited warehouse system

Chapter 235 Doesn't Look Like The Fearless Fatso
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The two quickly rejoined the rest of the team.  Seeing Fatso looking anxious, the others were puzzled, wondering what terrifying thing he encountered.  However, they noticed David's relaxed expression and became curious.

"What happened inside the graveyard?"  Sally asked David as she approached him.

"Nothing, just an old man," David replied casually, turning his gaze back towards the direction of the abyssal graveyard.  He had a feeling that the old man sitting on the bamboo chair was somewhat peculiar.

Based on the aura the old man emitted, David knew he wasn't a zombie but a human.  However, he couldn't understand why someone would be guarding the abyssal graveyard.  Moreover, he couldn't decipher the meaning behind the gaze the old man gave him.  Just then, Fatso breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead.

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"If I'm not mistaken, that old man should be the graveyard keeper," Fatso spoke up after calming down.

"Graveyard keeper?"  All of them were taken aback.  They had never heard of such a title, and they couldn't comprehend why anyone would guard a graveyard as dark and filled with malevolence as this one.  Everyone looked at Fatso, puzzled.

Fatso nodded, "I learned about this from some rumors.  The graveyard keeper of the abyssal graveyard is incredibly powerful, appearing and disappearing at will.  No one has seen his true appearance until now."

As he spoke, Fatso recalled his first visit to this place when the graveyard was mostly intact, and the keeper had not appeared.  He couldn't believe he had encountered the mysterious figure today.  The look the old man had given him still sent shivers down his spine.

"Just a graveyard keeper.  What's there to be afraid of?"  David laughed, observing Fatso's trembling body.

This made Fatso's mouth twitch.  He had almost collapsed in fear inside the abyssal graveyard just a while ago.  Now, David said there was nothing to fear?  This bruised his ego.

However, recalling David's calm demeanor earlier, Fatso felt astonished.  He realized the graveyard keeper's strength must be around level ten, and the fact that David wasn't intimidated by his aura made him even more remarkable.  This further strengthened Fatso's determination to join the Embers team.  With David's support, he felt invincible.

"Don't worry, he doesn't have any ill intentions towards us.  If he wanted to harm us, you would've died inside the graveyard just now," David reassured, gazing through the miasma as if he could still see the small wooden house and the stooped back of the old man.  He remained calm because he sensed no hostility from the old man.  Otherwise, he would have taken advantage of the situation and taught Fatso a lesson, rather than letting him escape.

"Whether he wants to kill me or not, I won't come here again.  I'm still young and haven't found a wife yet.  If I die from fear, that would be a huge loss," Fatso said, showing a fearful expression as he got into the armored vehicle.  The others found his reaction amusing.

"Fatso, didn't expect there'd be something that scares you?"  Arnold teased.

Hearing Arnold's words, Fatso just glanced at him and closed the car door.  David understood Fatso's behavior; after all, he was a Dawn Scavenger who solely relied on physical strength and was no match for the old man.  The pressure emanating from the graveyard keeper was enough to make him feel terrified.  Shaking his head, David got into the vehicle as well.

"Let's leave this haunted place quickly.  I'm still sweating coldly," Fatso huddled in the passenger seat, complaining to David.

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"Just an old guy scared you like this.  Doesn't look like the fearless Fatso from before!"  David mocked Fatso once again.

However, Fatso remained indifferent and turned his face away, refusing to talk to David.  David sighed and smiled, realizing how big of a psychological impact the old man had on Fatso.

Originally, David had no intention of returning to the abyssal graveyard this time, especially seeing Fatso's fearful state.  But he knew deep down that someday he would return because of the mysterious gaze of the graveyard keeper.  With the engines of the three armored vehicles roaring, they retraced their path back.

David was quite satisfied with the results of the training session.  Not only did his team gain valuable combat experience, but he also gained Fatso as a new member.  Though a bit crafty, David knew he would be helpful to the team.  Moreover, he obtained that strange cauldron-like incense burner.  David decided to study it more closely back at the base.  With that, the training of the Embers team concluded, and they headed back to their base.

"Monica, I told you before, Louisa is a member of our team.  Don't look at her with those eyes.  If she gets angry, I won't be able to stop her," inside the base, Danny sat on the sofa, playing with a white jade pendant in his hand, and smiled at Monica.

Louisa stood respectfully beside him, her face still cold and stiff, as if wearing a mask made of human skin.  Hearing Danny's words, Monica glanced coldly at Louisa once again, her expression as cold as ice.

Since Louisa joined their team, Monica felt completely excluded by Danny.  Whether in their daily life or occasional zombie hunting, everything was under Louisa's control.

This made Monica a mere decoration in Danny's eyes.  Frustration grew in her heart, as she didn't expect this situation to arise.  This was the team that Abraham had painstakingly built, and now it was being controlled by a stranger like Louisa.

At that moment, Monica recalled the two words left behind by Abraham, and her heart tightened.  She suddenly felt that those two words were a hint for her to leave the team.  Was Abraham anticipating this situation?  But why would he want her to leave the team?

Did Louisa have some hidden agenda?  Countless questions flashed through Monica's mind.  Meanwhile, Danny on the sofa spoke again, "Where were you yesterday?"