Seeing the huge amount of rations in Yue Zhong’s opened bag, all the survivors turned green with envy. They clenched their fists tightly and their breathing becoming ragged. After Z-Day, gold was useless; there was only food, food was the true bargaining chip.
Gu Manzi saw the amount of food inside Yue Zhong’s bag and sucked in a breath of air, silently celebrating her decision to follow Yue Zhong in her heart.
“I do have food! But why should I give it to you?” Yue Zhong laughed coldly, before continuing,
“I scavenged all these based on my own efforts, my blood and sweat, from killing hundreds of zombies and retrieving these from their mouths. What justifications do you have to make me give it to you? Did you guys even contribute any amount of effort into obtaining these? So shameless!”
Facing Yue Zhong’s rebuke, a large number of the survivors immediately felt ashamed, yet they continued staring at the rations in his bag.
Huang Weian looked towards the rations and his eyes flashed with a strange light as he spoke in his self-righteous voice again,
“Yue Zhong, it can be considered that we are in a national crisis now. Everyone should be working together, to get past this together. You should not prioritize your own self-interests above others, you should think for the masses instead. Do you know what your current actions are tantamount to? Selfish. Fine, let me represent the group, the government as well as the people to borrow your food and rations. When the country has overcome this obstacle, I will return it to you by 10 times. I also promise that when I have the rations, you will get your fair share. No one will starve as I bring you all into SY County.”
“Yeah!! Bring out the rations!”
“Everyone should share!”
“Give the rations to Magistrate Huang !!”
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Under the pretentious act of Huang Weian, the 200 survivors got riled up and started calling for Yue Zhong to surrender his rations. If it weren’t for the fact that they feared the firearms in Yue Zhong’s hands, they would have already attacked and taken everything.
After all the bullsh*t, the survivors were just after Yue Zhong’s rations; Huang Weian was making use of their psychological states to provoke and rile their emotions.
Hearing the agitated calls of the survivors behind him, Huang Weian wore an extremely satisfied expression on his face. As long as he gained the control over the rations in Yue Zhong’s hands, if he wanted to bed a woman, then he would be able to get the woman. Otherwise, they would be driven to insanity by their hunger.