Chapter 3 – The Small Camp (Part ①)

Volume 2: Battlefield Between Two Worlds

Hearing Sun Ruixing sigh, Wen Yu was also at a loss. Some elderly people in the countryside always held notions that had long since fallen out of step with the times.

Would the Government organize rescue efforts? Yes-definitely.

The Government controlled the instruments of violence. These soldiers with Guns would find dealing with Zombies both easy and enjoyable, not to mention that the Military could also Changed Class. It could be said that in the early Apocalypse, the most powerful force was the Government.

But with a vast Huaxia, could the Government take care of everything? That was impossible. The first wave of Demon Qi invasion would cause more than twenty percent of humanity to turn directly into Zombies. Not to mention that the disaster came so suddenly; add to that the people who died in the riots over the previous few days, and the number of Zombies would definitely be greater than the number of humans. And that wasn't even counting the massive number of Mutant Beasts.

Under these circumstances, let alone a tiny Hualin Town-even Mudanjiang City showed no sign of the Military.

In fact, if things continued to develop like this, the Apocalypse could soon be brought under control. But the Demon Disaster half a year later completely shattered all of humanity's fantasies.

Seeing the solemn look on Wen Yu's face, Sun Ruixing also understood that Wen Yu was clearly someone who could see the situation for what it was. Even if the Government could put this catastrophe down, it would still take a long time. Fortunately, he didn't dwell on it. He grabbed Wen Yu and headed straight into the large courtyard.

The entire courtyard had already been connected with several neighboring residences, making the interior space enormous. Inside, a few simple wooden sheds had been put up here and there-these were where the Survivors lived. The courtyard had been ringed with wire fencing. It was ugly, but sturdy enough; it might not stop a Mutant Beast, but it would definitely serve as an early warning.

Wen Yu followed Sun Ruixing into the house. The whole main hall was filled with tables, and there were also some tablecloths spread on the floor below, with steaming hot dishes set on top.

Sun Ruixing led Wen Yu straight to the large round table in the middle. Before long, the scattered crowd had all filed into the dining hall.

The dining hall wasn't big; nearly a hundred people squeezed in at once, making it undeniably cramped-fortunately, the area where Wen Yu sat was quite spacious.

Looking at the Survivors in this small Camp, Wen Yu sighed.

This Camp's combat power was trash to the extreme. The strongest among them, Sun Ruixing, had a Physique of roughly around 3 Points. There were quite a few Class Holders, but they were all people who hadn't undergone Enhancement.

What was more interesting was that Hu, who had just been responsible for organizing the Zombie-killing, had a Physique that was actually on par with Sun Ruixing's. And judging from Hu's performance, he was clearly hiding his strength on purpose.

The key point was that there was simply too much dead weight in this small Camp. In rural areas, the population structure was extremely skewed; elderly people with no ability to fight accounted for more than a third of the Camp. In the Apocalypse, the elderly and children truly had no capital to survive.

Seeing that everyone had taken their seats, Sun Ruixing stood up directly and said to everyone present, "This morning, I took the Class Holders here to take a look at the situation in Mudanjiang City, but before we even reached Mudanjiang City, we were forced back by Zombies. There were too many Zombies, so we weren't able to observe whether the Mudanjiang City Government has actually begun rescue operations."

As the clamor below began to rise, many of the elderly people present whispered to each other, and much of what they said was complaints about Sun Ruixing.

Sun Ruixing was also helpless. You couldn't hit these old people, and you couldn't scold them either; each and every one of them was like some lord. The filial piety passed down through five thousand years of tradition made it so that Sun Ruixing couldn't even bring himself to speak to them in a louder voice.

"But, but…" After saying "but" twice, Sun Ruixing finally cowed the scene into silence.

Seeing there was still a twist, the crowd below stopped whispering to each other and looked at Sun Ruixing attentively.

"Over at the factory, we rescued a Survivor-this one beside me, Young Brother Wen Yu. He escaped from Mudanjiang City, and he also knows a bit about what's going on there. So could we trouble Young Brother Wen Yu to say a few words for us?"

It had to be said: when it came to speaking in front of a crowd, Sun Ruixing was completely unqualified. Seeing he hadn't said anything useful, he simply dumped the responsibility straight onto Wen Yu.

With nearly a hundred pairs of eyes turning to him, Wen Yu felt a wave of helplessness. The thing was, across two lifetimes, Wen Yu had never experienced attention on this scale.

Glaring at Sun Ruixing, Wen Yu, left with no choice, stood up. Facing the expectant looks below, he let out a heavy sigh. "Fine-let me be the bad guy who shatters your hopes. Consider it repayment for that one meal."

"Everyone, listen to me." Wen Yu opened his mouth.

"The situation in Mudanjiang City is not good-it's even worse than here. And the Government hasn't launched any rescue operations at all. In fact, when I was in Mudanjiang City, I ran into people from the Police Station and Government officials, and they were just like everyone else. If anything, things here are much better than in Mudanjiang City."

That was the truth. Although there were more Mutant Beast out in the countryside, in the early Apocalypse, what posed the greatest threat to humans wasn't the Mutant Beast, but the cowardly Zombies. The bigger the city's population, the more severe the destruction caused by Zombies.

"You're lying. The Government has definitely started rescue operations. You look like a fugitive-did you break the law in Mudanjiang City and run away?"

As he spoke, an old man close to eighty, leaning on a cane, trembled as he stood up and pointed at Wen Yu's nose, demanding loudly.

Wen Yu looked closely at the old man who had stood up. The table where he sat was full of elderly people about his age; one after another, they sized Wen Yu up with distrust in their eyes.

"That's all I have to say. Everything I said is fact. Believe it or not-it's up to you." Wen Yu felt there was no point arguing with these old folks. After finishing, he sat down directly.

Seeing the elders growing more and more agitated, Sun Ruixing quickly stood up and shouted to everyone, "Of course, what Brother Wen Yu said might be right, and it might be wrong. What the situation really is still needs to be verified. So tomorrow I'll go to Mudanjiang City to take a look. When the time comes, I'll give everyone an answer."

"We're going too. We're not staying here anymore. Sun, tomorrow take us with you to Mudanjiang City. I don't believe it-our Government can't handle a few dead people!"

The old man who had just challenged Wen Yu slammed his cane hard and spoke loudly.

Even Wen Yu was a bit surprised. The old man could barely walk, yet his voice was still so booming.

Watching as the uncles and aunties at the old man's table all chimed in, Sun Ruixing's face turned from green to purple. In the end, he said helplessly, "Alright, alright, Grandpa Sun-let's eat first. We'll talk about tomorrow, okay?"

"Hmph." Grandpa Sun shot a vicious look at Wen Yu and Sun Ruixing, stuffed a couple of bites into his mouth haphazardly, then got up and left.