Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. But again, the law cannot hold everyone responsible.
The long-suppressed anger, desire, and sense of injustice regarding their contributions throughout the Occult Research Institute finally gave way. With such a casual understatement, a meal ignited it completely. Like a boulder dropped into a calm lake, it stirred up a thousand waves. And like a raging fire, it brought with it an unstoppable and undeniable danger.
Yet, during this meal in the Beidou training room, each of the seven people ate with their own thoughts. Undercurrents were stirring between Xiao Yi and Fan Zun, and Si Feifei observed carefully from the side, taking it all in. Han Ling and Shen Wei keenly sensed something, yet tacitly feigned ignorance. Only Cheng Mao and Li Mei ate with gusto, their mouths brimming with delicious flavor.
By the time the meal was over, the people who had gathered at the door, whether intentionally or not, had already left, not wanting to be caught by the people inside with their "little thoughts". Although Xiao Yi and Fan Zun had stirred the emotions of most people with a single move, there were still many people who were hesitant and hesitant. The outcome of being the first to stand out was never so good. But those who "want both and more" were the most greedy and insatiable. Similarly, if they were also instigated, the effect would be very good.
Later that day, Xiao Yi went out again and met Huang Xiongwei alone. The next day at noon, the Supernatural Research Institute received a new mission: to hunt down new invaders that appeared near the base. But the rest, that was all.
Wu Jie looked slightly haggard. She hadn't appeared seriously injured last time, but her condition was actually more severe. That was why she'd rested longer. Of course, Wu Jie had her own thoughts. This time, if it had been accomplished so easily, how could anyone know the hardships involved? After all, most people in this world only care about the surface.
Wu Jie looked at the task list in front of him. He had to eliminate the zombie horde 200 kilometers away. Was there nothing else?
Wu Jie's face was full of question marks. He looked at the newcomer and couldn't help but wonder, "Gone? Just gone? Supplies? Materials?"
The visitor reluctantly pulled out another piece of paper. There were only a few lines on it, indicating some material support. The more Wu Jie read, the more uncomfortable he felt. The estimated duration was seven days. Each person was only given 400g of food per day. Fuel was only a liter, and the guns, ammunition, and medicine were all at the minimum. Not to mention additional cotton-padded clothes. The temperature outside the base had dropped dramatically since the last time, and the nights were now much longer than the days. It was understandable that this little bit of stuff was just for everyone to take a look around, but it couldn't protect against any risks or accidents. Therefore, this arrangement and supply plan was simply asking them to fight on an empty stomach. How could it be possible?
Wu Jie didn't quite believe it and confirmed with the person who came: "Is this a level one order? Issued personally by someone inside the base?"
The visitor nodded emphatically, saluted, and said, "The order has been conveyed. Please assemble your troops and depart on time. I wish you a triumphant return." Wu Jie clutched the paper tightly, her face calm. But her pale and trembling knuckles betrayed her true emotions. After the others left, Wu Jie returned to his room, changed into his standard uniform, and without making a public announcement, he personally went to the base headquarters to confirm the authenticity of the mission and all the details.
Two hours later, Wu Jie's face turned pale, and her usual composure was gone. She returned to the Supernatural Research Institute with a pale face. She had just walked a few steps when several people who had been with her for a long time immediately surrounded her. The first one to speak was Zhao Kai, who had been with Wu Jie for a long time, with a face full of anxiety: "How is it? Have you confirmed the authenticity?" Wu Jie seemed to have been drained of all his strength. It took him a long time to react and then nodded very stiffly. Zhao Kai had a hot temper and naturally could not tolerate it. He immediately burst out: "What? You really are not your parents' children? Then our lives are not yours? This is simply murder. What's the difference between this and the ancient struggle for power and the killing of martyrs." Wu Jie realized it belatedly and stopped him: "Okay, let's go to the meeting room to talk."
Including Wu Jie, there were six people in the group. They were all here for quite a while. If Xiao Yi were here, he would have noticed some familiar faces, including the twin sisters with metal abilities. The elder sister was relatively calm, but the younger sister was a barrage of words: "I'm not going, and you guys aren't going either. What's the problem? What else can you do to me for disobeying the order? My whole family will be executed. I'll have its base collapse tomorrow."
"Yeah, this kind of thing is simply ridiculous. How come it has become like this today when it's something that even common sense knows?"
"We don't have anything we want. How can we fight the war?"
"I'm done with this. Worst case scenario, I'll just rebel! You really don't treat us like human beings. Why?"
"Yeah, why? If it weren't for us, we wouldn't have been able to get the supplies back last time. They lie in their safe house and give orders every day. We fought so hard, but in the end, not only did we make wedding dresses for them, but now we have to die too? At worst, we can just perish together."
Wu Jie listened to everyone's complaints at this moment, as if he had been completely disheartened. He no longer struggled, until he heard the word "supplies". He couldn't help but finally said: "What did you say? Supplies. What supplies?"
Zhao Kai was a little startled by Wu Jie's sudden question and replied hesitantly, "Didn't we snatch back the supplies last time?" Wu Jie immediately asked, "Are they all in the warehouse? Nothing is missing?"
Zhao Kai nodded immediately. "Not a cent less. You're sick, aren't you? We can't handle it right now. We'll report it truthfully. Otherwise, if it doesn't match, we won't be able to bear the responsibility."
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