My World: From Zombies to Demon King HIM

Hearing what Grave said, Black Blade's heart was shocked, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

He subconsciously reached out his hand and pushed Grave away, then quickly stood up and distanced himself from Grave again.

Black Blade originally thought that Grave would take this opportunity to kill him, but when he pulled away, he was surprised to find that Grave did not take out any weapon at all.

Grave looked at Black Blade's panic, with a smug smile on his face, and teased.

"Yo, are you scared?"

"Didn't you treat this place as your own home just now? What are you afraid of in your own home? Huh?"

The reason why Grave did this was actually to save the face he had lost before.

After all, Black Blade looked like he was sure of victory when he came over, and he also tried to preach to him.

Grave didn't like others to teach him how to do things, and he was full of resentment towards Black Blade, so he naturally wouldn't let Black Blade continue to be arrogant.

This is his territory, how can he allow Black Knife to run wild here?

In fact, Grave had not completely thought about the question raised by Black Knife.

Grave had already started thinking about this question after defeating Steve.

In the past, he was always obsessed with competing with Steve, and it was this obsession that made him ignore many other important things.

He had also considered that once he left the trial ground, he would start over and experience and explore this mysterious game world wholeheartedly.

However, he did not intend to tell Black Knife these ideas. After all, he did not intend to make friends with Black Knife, so he naturally did not need to tell him these words.

And in his opinion, if he answered whatever Black Knife asked, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?

At this moment, Grave's behavior completely irritated Black Knife.

Black Knife snorted coldly, then shook his head and laughed at himself.

"I shouldn't have listened to Steve and talked to you."

"People like you..."

Hei Dao was about to continue talking when he heard some strange noises coming from outside the room, which seemed to be the sound of players arguing.

After hearing the noise outside the door, Hei Dao, who was a little irritated, suddenly calmed down.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself.

"It's finally over..."

Hei Dao turned his head and looked at Grave, raising his eyebrows.

"It's so noisy outside, why don't you go out and take a look?"

At this moment, Grave was still immersed in the joy of just playing a trick on Hei Dao, and didn't notice the change in Hei Dao's expression at all.

After hearing the noise outside, he didn't think much and left the room quickly.

As soon as Grave walked out of the door, he saw several of his players pulling a player under Steve, as if they were asking for an explanation.

"Tell me! Where did you hide the boxes?!"

"Good boy, you still want to hide the supplies while we are not paying attention?!"

"Your hands are so dirty!! I told you not to let your guard down against them!"

"..."

The players under Grave were attacking the player under Steve who hid the supplies. When they saw Grave coming out, they immediately stepped forward to report:

"Boss! When I just passed by Warehouse No. 1, I found that there was only one supply box left in it!"

"I was just about to come and report to you, but I didn't expect to run into this guy!"

"Our supplies must have been stolen by this guy!"

Greve's face suddenly darkened when he heard it. He looked at the reporting player and asked.

"You said there was only one box left in Warehouse No. 1?"

Seeing Grave's expression, the reporting player didn't dare to look at Grave at all. He lowered his head and said with a trembling voice.

"Yes... yes..."

As soon as the player finished speaking, Grave asked again.

"What were you doing before the supplies disappeared?"

As Graves spoke, he lifted the player's head and looked at it carefully.

"I remember that Warehouse No. 1 was given to you to take care of."

Seeing Graves' expression as if he wanted to eat him alive, the player was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly.

"I... I..."

"Usually... Usually..."

The player stuttered for a long time and didn't say anything useful.

He couldn't say that he was just chatting and watching the fun in the square, right?

The key is that Graves' players have long dispelled their suspicion of Steve's players.

Steve's players have never made any suspicious moves.

Some of Graves' players have even become brothers with Steve's players.

Seeing that the player couldn't say anything for a long time, Graves took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and cast his eyes on Steve's players in front of him.

"Things..."

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly seemed to think of something and looked back in the direction of the room.

"Is it him? ..."

After thinking of this, Grave turned to look at his players and said anxiously.

"You, go check other warehouses!"

"You, go find Steve's people!"

At this moment, Grave finally realized that the matter might be far more than just hiding supplies., Since Steve left, Grave has not relaxed his vigilance against Steve's players for a long time.

He also sent people to secretly monitor the actions of these players, but never found any abnormal behavior from them.

Over time, Grave slowly relaxed his vigilance.

After all, during this period of time, Steve's players have been performing very well, and they often make suggestions for the entire team and promote the development of the entire team.

However, just after Black Knife appeared, these players actually began to hide supplies!

Is it just a coincidence?

Grave couldn't help but recall Black Knife's confident and sure look.

Black Knife came to the base alone. If he didn't know what was going on, how could he be so calm?

Thinking of this, Grave didn't dare to think about it anymore. He hoped that he was just worrying too much.

At this moment, Grave was on pins and needles. He didn't dare to go in and confront Black Knife because he was really afraid that what he was worried about would really happen.

"Damn it! It takes so long to check such a small place?!!! "

Less than a minute after the player left, Graves couldn't hold back any longer.

He paced back and forth, and at this moment he felt as if time had stopped.

A few minutes later, the two players finally ran over panting.

"Boss..."

"The supplies in other warehouses...are all gone..."

"Boss..."

"The players under Steve...are all gone..."