Chapter 523 The People at the Bottom of the World

Several captains were also moved when they saw this scene.

They can't care about others.

But the people in front of me are all familiar faces.

It was they who rescued them from the zombie horde and gave them hope. It was also they who fought side by side, risking their lives countless times...

One of the younger team members couldn't help but mutter angrily, "Captain Feng, let's go to the Second Alliance and get the potion back!"

Someone nearby immediately echoed in a low voice, "Yeah! If they can rob, why can't we?"

Captain Feng pursed his lips, said nothing for a long time, turned around and left quickly.

When the young team member saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up. Thinking that the other party agreed, he hurriedly followed.

A middle-aged man beside him pulled him back.

"That's enough! Stop causing more trouble!"

“???”

The young players didn't understand.

The captain sighed softly, "Potions are meant to save lives, and we're all from the same alliance."

According to the exchange rules that were originally formulated, the crystal cores required within the alliance were much fewer than those of others. This was actually a tacit assumption, and those within the alliance had priority in exchanging for potions.

The young team members' eyebrows were furrowed, "But they've already been distributed. They're wrong to grab them by force!"

"It was our fault that it was robbed, but going there now will not only make it impossible to get it back, but it will also make things more complicated." The man said, not wanting to say more. "The most urgent thing now is to solve the problem."

As soon as the words fell, a scream suddenly rang out, "Ah!"

Immediately afterwards, strange screams came one after another.

Everyone looked over when they heard the sound.

Some of the more seriously injured people tilted their heads back, twisted their necks mechanically, and roared angrily.

Their pupils turned gray and could no longer focus...

"How do we solve this problem? Are they going to mutate?!" the team members asked in fear.

“…”

When the other injured people heard this, they trembled with fear and turned pale.

They subconsciously turned their heads and cast their gazes at the members of the Central Base who were accommodating the wounded, with anticipation and panic in their eyes.

I hope they will take action and deal with the changes.

But at the same time, there was panic.

I'm afraid they will really treat me ruthlessly.

After all, the current situation of these people is their future fate...

Several guards stepped forward quickly and swiftly tied up the wounded who were about to die, holding them tightly to prevent them from hurting others or themselves.

They have experience.

There is still hope in this state, and I can last about half an hour.

If Deputy Base Commander Sheng can come back within half an hour, everything will be in time.

But they have experience, but the wounded do not.

This was their first time getting hurt, so they didn’t understand the process. They just knew that if they lost their minds, everything would be over.

"You, why don't you kill him? He has mutated! He is beyond saving!" someone asked in a trembling voice.

The team member explained, "There's still time, there's still a chance. Don't worry, Deputy Base Commander Sheng will be back!"

Someone cried and asked, "Will he really come back? When?!"

No one can answer this question.

The wounded felt that every minute was torture.

They began to arrange their affairs for the aftermath. Those who had families entrusted them to their families, while those who had no families expressed the hope that they would be killed when they began to mutate.

They couldn't accept that they had become like this, the walking dead.

"Ah! Just kill me!"

There was a young man on the verge of mutation. During his brief lucidity, he couldn't help but break down and scream.

As he spoke, he condensed an ice blade in his palm and stabbed it fiercely towards the solar plexus.

…

Sheng Fei and his companion came back happily, only to see such a desperate scene.

Almost without thinking, they acted at the same time to stop several team members who wanted to commit suicide.

There was no time to inquire about the situation because the status quo was obvious.

If these people don't take medicine, they'll be finished.

Sheng Fei immediately took out the medicine and asked the team members who were guarding and taking care of the patients to distribute it one by one.

Most of the wounded were unconscious and only felt that they saw Sheng Fei's appearance in a daze. They opened their eyes wide eagerly, wanting to make sure that this was not an illusion.

Until I saw the team members quickly distribute the medicine.

As the medicine entered their mouth and their consciousness gradually cleared, they felt the reality—

They are saved!

They clearly felt their consciousness and strength returning, and then saw with their own eyes the wounds healing, and the light in everyone's eyes rekindled.

"Thank you, Deputy Base Commander Sheng, thank you, Base Commander Lu, and thank you to the Alliance for saving us again!"

"I knew that Deputy Base Commander Sheng wouldn't really ignore us!"

“…”

After recovering, most of the survivors expressed their gratitude repeatedly with emotion.

But no matter how you listen to it, it doesn't have the same meaning as before.

Everyone is truly grateful.

But besides being grateful, the fear and powerlessness in my heart could not be dispelled for a long time.

They realized that they were the lowest group of people in the apocalypse, and no matter how hard they tried, they would be left behind when faced with choices.

Sheng Fei keenly sensed that the atmosphere was strange. He frowned slightly and did not attempt to get the answer to the internal problem from the wounded. He just quickly left and found Captain Feng who was in charge of the medicine.

He didn't have many potions left, but it was enough for these people.

How could this happen?

"The Second Alliance came to exchange potions. They said the casualties were severe and the demand is huge." Captain Feng explained in a deep voice.

When he learned that Sheng Fei arrived in time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

These survivors were saved.

The matter was resolved, and he softened his stance towards the Second Alliance and did not file a complaint immediately.

After all, we are all comrades-in-arms.

All for the purpose of cleaning up the zombies.

Even if their words were harsh and their actions were truly inappropriate...

Just because he didn't say it in time didn't mean Sheng Fei didn't notice the problem. "No matter how heavy the casualties are, they can't take away all the medicine. We didn't leave any behind?"

He manages potions, so he is very sensitive to the number of casualties.

He noticed it when it was distributed just now. It didn't look like the medicine had been distributed before.

And it’s first come first served.

When he handed those medicines to Captain Feng, it meant that they were for these people to use.

Why were they all given to the later Second Alliance?

Having known Captain Feng for such a long time, Sheng Fei had no doubt that he would discriminate against homeless survivors. He just stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes, scrutinizing him.

"They're coming..."

"Captain Feng, stop making excuses for them. They didn't come here to exchange, they came here to steal!"

The indignant young team member next to him could no longer hold back.

He was the one who suggested taking it back.

Now that you have the chance, shouldn't you complain fiercely?

He continued, "The people from the Second Alliance are really going too far. They always delayed the exchange of potions in the past, paying them in installments! This time, they only gave us a few crystal cores, and then snatched all our potions away! They said they encountered high-level zombies, but we didn't even see a single high-level zombie crystal core..."

He kept talking nonstop and didn't notice that Sheng Fei and Captain Lu Ji's faces were getting darker and darker.

Until the person next to him touched his arm.