"What do you mean? We’ve already given you the resources, what else do you want?" The man in black bristled a bit when he saw Vikram blocking their escape route.

Having lived in the Wasteland World for so long, they knew that anything could happen. Vikram blocking their way made him think of some bad things.

"Don’t be in such a hurry to leave. I never said I was taking your share of the supplies." Vikram didn’t show any displeasure at the black-clad Survivor’s caution.

"Don’t you want the supplies in this house?" Upon hearing this, the three not only didn’t thank Vikram, but instead stared at Vikram with the eyes of someone looking at a lunatic.

Finally, the middle-aged man spoke first, "Little brother is joking. Who would dislike having too many supplies? However, today we offended little brother, so these supplies are yours and we won’t say anything."

The middle-aged man thought Vikram was afraid they would spread news of this place later, so he gave him an assurance in advance.

To his surprise, Vikram still didn’t show any intention of moving aside after listening, but instead slowly said, "Why are you all in such a hurry to leave? I won’t eat you, will I?"

"If I really wanted to fight you, would I have waited until now?"

"The supplies in this house are still as I said before; I’ll pick first, and the rest are for you."

"Now can we stay and talk properly?" Vikram was a little speechless at their excessive caution. Their behavior made him seem like some kind of heinous villain.

The three downstairs, who were just about to slip away, froze simultaneously when they heard Vikram’s words.

They thought to themselves, in this day and age, even such good fortune could be encountered.

From Ron and the child’s brief fight, everyone present could tell.

Ron, whose physique had reached its limit, was no match for him. The current situation clearly meant they were at the mercy of the other party.

Who knew that this suddenly appearing Survivor not only didn’t plan to harm them but also foolishly wanted to share the supplies. This couldn’t help but fill the three with surprise.

At this moment, they all had one thought: either this Survivor was teasing them, or he had something to ask of them.

The three looked at the other party’s serious expression and subconsciously believed it was because of the latter.

Just as they were still guessing, Vikram immediately spoke bluntly, "I won’t take too many of these supplies from you, but you’ll have to exchange them for some information."

Upon hearing this, the three instead breathed a sigh of relief.

It didn’t seem right that he could have kept all the supplies but chose to share them with others.

Now that there were conditions, receiving these supplies felt much more justified.

It was impossible to say that they weren’t coveting these supplies, but after all, their lives were more important.

Since it was just some information, which wasn’t worth much, they naturally agreed very readily. Even the more composed middle-aged man leading them nodded.

"Little brother, if you have anything you want to ask us, feel free to say it directly. We’ll tell you everything we know." As he spoke, he didn’t forget to cast his gaze upstairs.

"The one upstairs doesn’t need to hide anymore, come out too." Before the middle-aged man named Wang could even call out to his companion hiding upstairs, Vikram had already shouted up to them.

It was fine before he shouted, but after he did, he noticed all three of them staring at him with incredulous eyes.

"How is that possible?" the man in black whispered softly.

Their accomplice hiding upstairs had made no sound from beginning to end, so how did Vikram discover her?

Ron, who was injured by Vikram, clenched his fists even tighter, clearly showing the deep sense of defeat the gap between him and Vikram had given him.

However, these were their own matters, and Vikram didn’t care about them at all.

A simple display of skill could also make this group of people behave themselves.

The person upstairs heard an unfamiliar voice calling her down and seemed to still be holding onto a sliver of hope, showing no reaction.

It wasn’t until the middle-aged man spoke to signal her that footsteps slowly began to sound.

Taking advantage of this moment, Vikram glanced at the two busy individuals beside him.

Since Vikram had signaled them to continue collecting supplies, their hands hadn’t stopped.

Even when the two had a conflict earlier, they only glanced over and didn’t pay much attention.

They were clearly already familiar with Vikram’s strength; they firmly believed Vikram wouldn’t lose in a fight against ordinary Survivors.

He scanned the surroundings and found that the supplies on the first floor of this small villa had been thoroughly scoured by Sophia, Divya and Anjali, leaving no corner untouched.

Seeing this, Vikram gave a wry smile, thinking to himself that if he didn’t speak up soon, they might even take the plaster off the walls.

"That’s enough for you two. Just take those old appliances. That should be enough."

"We don’t lack tables and chairs, so leave some for them."

The three, who were so engrossed in collecting supplies that they forgot themselves, scratched their heads upon hearing this request, somewhat unclear of his intention.

However, the three quickly stopped their actions. Just then, the remaining Survivor from upstairs also arrived belatedly.

It was a female Survivor, roughly the same age as the old brother named Harry, suggesting she had some relation to him.

As soon as she came down, she immediately hid behind the middle-aged man, while also adopting a wary posture.

"Let’s do some introductions, folks?" Seeing that everyone present had arrived, Vikram looked at the other party’s people.

It was still the middle-aged man leading them who answered Vikram’s question, "Hello, little brother, my name is Harry Potter, and I’m considered the leader of this group." (😂 Putting Harry Potter Name)

"The one who fought with you just now is Ron Weasley, and this one in black is Draco Malfoy." (Black clothes)

"Finally, the one who just came down is my wife, Ginny Weasley. How should we address little brother?"

"My name is Vikram." After simply stating his name, he did not introduce the three female companions behind him.

The reason for keeping these people and leaving some supplies for them was also very simple.

Vikram quite admired their character; surviving in the Wasteland while still maintaining a bottom line was truly not easy.

Don’t misunderstand, Vikram doesn’t actively kill or set fires, but that’s because he has the system’s protection, allowing him to live a comfortable life without causing trouble.

If he were to survive normally like other Survivors, Vikram wasn’t 100% confident that he wouldn’t become one of those Survivors who commit all sorts of evil deeds.

So, besides inquiring about the factions and news near his Shelter, there was another reason. That was the idea of expanding his territory’s members, which he wanted to do. But he wants loyal members for it, not anyone.

And he has already thought of developing his territory on the Cameron Town scale.

He was also waiting to find the good and loyal members from the Savage Wolf Shelter.

He didn’t fully understand the character of the Savage Wolf Shelter members yet, but these few Survivors, from earlier until now, had given Vikram a rather good first impression. Even when his discovered resources were encroached upon, he didn’t immediately have the thought of killing the other party.