At 9:00 a.m. on the 5th day, the system's mechanical voice announced, "There are 950 players, 2,300 NPCs, and 18,932 zombies remaining in Shelter I22 (the server where the player is located)."
The size of the zombies has been reduced to 38% of the original size.
But at this time, the residents were almost unable to hold on. After hunting zombies for many days, they had not obtained any crystals, their families had no income, and their food reserves had been used up.
Seeing that they were about to starve to death, the residents began to question, "Can we really find crystals by hunting zombies? Is this a scam?"
"How low is the probability of getting a crystal? If everyone works together every day, we can at least kill thousands or even tens of thousands of zombies. Why haven't I seen anyone exchange it for 100 kilograms of rice?"
"I should have stayed out of this mess if I had known! Although searching for supplies is tiring and hard, and I won't make any money, at least I won't starve to death." Some people regretted it.
But the supporters responded bluntly, "You can't get the crystal yourself, so you call others liars. Isn't that too shameless?"
"At the beginning, there was no experience, so only the lucky ones who got the crystals would trade in public. Later, everyone learned their lesson and traded secretly. How come you didn't see anyone exchange it for 100 kilograms of rice? Oh, how could I let you see it! Aren't you afraid of attracting thieves?"
"Let's not talk about anything else. My neighbor took advantage of the darkness to move several bags of rice home, sneaking around like a thief. Who doesn't know that? It's obvious that his good luck has come out and he has won the lottery."
"Instead of being jealous of other people's good luck, why not learn from their diligence? As far as I know, the lucky ones spend fourteen hours a day hunting zombies, and kill at least ten zombies a day. On the surface, it seems like they are lucky, but in fact, they deserve it."
After drinking a big bowl of poisonous chicken soup, the opponents were completely stunned.
My neighbors, my teammates, my aunt, my uncle... It sounds like many people have already exchanged for 100 kilograms of rice, and only a very small number have not.
Why do some people fail to have good luck? Because they don’t work hard enough. In other words, they work hard, but not hard enough.
But how much effort is enough? No one can answer this question. Probably... until the day when I get the crystal.
Su Han looked on coldly, watching these people fooling around. My neighbor, my teammate, my aunt, my uncle... There are many examples, but none of them are their own experiences. Because no one would be stupid enough to get into trouble by telling others that they have a lot of food at home.
In fact, the biggest difficulty for the scam to run successfully is for the lucky person to claim the prize.
The white coat gang just wants to exterminate the zombies and sell the vitality agents at a high price in exchange for necessary supplies. They will never give away the extremely limited amount of vitality agents for free.
So far, only one vitality potion has been confirmed to have been drunk. Because it is a necessary investment, in order to let the onlookers see the potion take effect with their own eyes. The second and third lucky winners must be our own people. The potion seems to have been given away, but it is actually in the hands of our own people. The first lucky winner is obviously also a friendly army, who deliberately gave up the potion to provide a legitimate reason for his teammates to test the potion in public.
However, there are only a few people in the team, and they have to pretend to be scientific researchers. There is not enough manpower to gather more strangers as lucky winners. It is also unrealistic to go out and hire strangers. Once someone lets the cat out of the bag, the scam will not work, and the scam team will be hunted down by angry people.
So, they chose another option - to control public opinion by setting the pace.
It’s not that there aren’t lucky people afterwards, but that people are very cautious and do deals secretly behind the scenes.
Many residents were able to exchange 100 kilograms of rice, but most people were not informed and therefore did not know about it.
If you didn't find the crystal, it's because you didn't work hard enough, you can't blame others.
…
This way, everything can be explained.
Su Han looked around, very curious about how many of the supporters were hired, how many saw through the scam and deliberately helped to cover up the lies, how many were in cahoots with the white coats and deliberately led the rhythm, and how many were deceived and ended up deceiving themselves.
Unfortunately, it is impossible to tell from the surface.
Some of the opponents began to waver.
At this time, new news came out, "The caravan in the shelter heard that the crystals can be used to make medicine to treat the virus, and they decided to help. They have sent ten teams of ten people to clear out the zombies, and I believe they will soon make some gains."
So, the opponents shut their mouths tightly. In their opinion, the caravan must have done research and confirmed that the crystals could be made into medicine before going out hunting. The reason why they didn't find the crystals might really be because of bad luck.
Thinking of this, no one dared to say anything more, and they all lowered their heads and left.
The crisis was resolved, but there was no joy on the man in the white coat's face. Instead, he looked extremely solemn, as if he had a premonition that a storm was coming.
At the same time, Su Han frowned. The caravan was large and powerful. If they found nothing after hunting for two or three days, they would definitely realize that something was wrong. It was hard to say what the caravan would do at that time.
**
Inside the shelter, people were swaying in the wooden house, and arguments could be heard from time to time. However, both parties tried to control the volume to avoid attracting attention.
"The caravan sent people to clear out the zombies. Within three days, they will surely discover that there is no such thing as a crystal. What are you going to do then?" The man in a white coat named Qin Mo frowned and felt anxious.
"What's the hurry?" A lazy male voice sounded, "So far, everything is under control."
"If we don't find a solution, the situation will get out of control!" At this moment, Qin Mo completely lost his disguised aloof and arrogant temperament, and a sense of anxiety revealed in his words.
"Aren't there still two or three days left?" The lazy male voice said as if it wasn't a serious matter at all.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Mo managed to calm down. He suggested, "Plans cannot keep up with changes, so give up the original idea. Time is too tight, and there is no time to kill all the zombies and cheat the exchange again. Under the current circumstances, the best strategy is to make the transaction immediately, then quickly leave the shelter and find another place to hide away."
"Thank you for your advice, but I'll see what I can do." A lazy male voice sounded.
Qin Mo was completely speechless.
**
Not far outside the shelter, Yuan Yuan frowned, leaning his back against a large rock. He felt tremendous pain and broke out in a cold sweat.
Her face was pale and there was a faint smell of decay coming from the wound on her arm. It was obvious that she was seriously injured.
"Sister, have some water." The little girl filled a clay pot with water and trotted over.
“Ahem.” Yuan Yuan coughed for a while before speaking slowly, “Don’t waste your energy. I was scratched by a zombie and I’m destined to die.”
Her voice was hoarse and she spoke very slowly, as if with great effort.
"No, you will definitely get better." As she spoke, the little girl began to cry.
Yuanyuan knew that the residents were keen on hunting zombies recently, and several of them were accidentally scratched and died in the end. She was also about to die, it was just a matter of time.
"Shut up and listen to me carefully." She pretended to be fierce. "After getting the food, you must stuff it into your stomach as soon as possible so that it won't be snatched away. Look at the eyes first when you see someone. If you don't think he is a good person, you must..."
He swallowed hard and continued, "Be sure to avoid them. It's best to be careful. There are too many bad guys out there."
"Sister, stop talking and take a rest." The little girl cried out of breath.
Yuan Yuan said, "It's because I can't live happily anymore that I have to teach you all the knowledge in my head. Listen carefully and remember as much as you can. Even if you are the only one left, you have to work hard to survive, understand?"
Then she gritted her teeth, forced herself to cheer up, and continued to talk about the rules of survival in the apocalypse.
After a long while, Yuanyuan finally finished what she wanted to say. She leaned against the stone and gasped for breath, obviously very tired.
"Drink some water." The little girl brought the pottery jar closer again.
This time, Yuanyuan did not refuse.
Soon, the pottery jar was empty. The little girl stood up hurriedly and said, "I'll get some more water. Wait for me."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
Yuanyuan felt his vision begin to blur, his head was buzzing, and his reason could leave his body at any time.
She laughed bitterly and muttered, "Didn't I just warn you that good intentions won't be tolerated in the end times?"
"If you encounter someone who has been scratched by a zombie, you must stay away from them as much as possible. Because you never know when they will turn into irrational monsters."
"I said a lot, but how much did I remember..."
She is still worried about her sister, but Yuanyuan knows very well that if she doesn't leave, she might lose her mind in the next second and hurt the only relative in the world with her own hands.
Struggling to stand up, Yuanyuan staggered away from the shelter.
**
In the wild, a team of 20 people was clearing out zombies. They were wearing black uniforms, some shooting, some throwing grenades, and they worked in perfect harmony.
An old man in a white protective suit watched with great interest, muttering, "Hey, this is the first time I know that zombies have crystals in their brains. I really want to see what it looks like."
"Mr. Jiang, you'd better stay away. Be careful not to get hurt by mistake." Assistant Wang, who was wearing black-framed glasses, advised earnestly, "You are a medical master and a world treasure. You must not make any mistakes!"
"It's just a look, nothing will happen." The old man didn't listen.
Assistant Wang’s persuasion was ineffective, so he could only let him go.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang said "Huh?" and asked, "What is that?"
Assistant Wang looked over and saw a person lying on the ground not far away.
"Someone come! Protect Mr. Jiang!" Assistant Wang acted promptly and shouted loudly.
Mr. Jiang felt that the assistant was making a big deal out of nothing. But he also knew that the other party had no choice. If anything went wrong, the assistant would be fully responsible, so he did not dare to be negligent.
Hearing this, the bodyguards gathered together and surrounded Mr. Jiang in the middle.
Mr. Jiang reminded helplessly, "Don't surround me! Send someone over to check what's happening to that person on the ground."
Someone immediately went to check and came back a moment later to report the situation. "It was a little girl, about seven or eight years old. There were wounds on her arms, and she smelled rotten. Her lips were blue and her face was pale. She must have been attacked by zombies."
As we all know, after being attacked by zombies, one either dies or becomes a zombie. This person fell into a coma, just one step away from death.
"It's so pitiful at such a young age." Jiang Lao sighed softly. After a moment's hesitation, he waved his hand and said, "Take it back. I just need a sample for research."
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