After Ye Zhi's soil spikes injured Xu Xin's finger, Old Master Song released him from his immobilization.
Xu Xin remained stiff on Wang Yike's shoulder, completely unaware that he could move. It wasn't until he heard Wang Yike's outrageous demands that he excitedly patted Wang Yike's back with his other intact hand and realized he could move again.
He told Wang Yike to put him down, ignoring his pants soaked with urine and the cold draft irritating his lower body. He held up his pierced and bleeding index finger and showed it to everyone.
"Look at my fingers. With the current medical conditions, how can they ever get better? I, Xu Xin, am now crippled for life. What are we going to do with our Liaoyuan Base? We were already struggling to survive, and we were counting on this resource collection activity."
"To compensate our Liaoyuan Base, you guys will not only have to work for our base for free for a year and give me 5,000 kilograms of rice, but all the supplies collected in this activity will also belong to our Liaoyuan Base."
Ye Zhi rolled her eyes again. [It's still daytime! These two are spouting nonsense like they're eating shit. What rubbish are they talking about?]
Ye Jingyu and the other two noticed that no matter how angry or speechless they were, they couldn't help but laugh when they heard Ye Zhi's inner monologue.
I don't know why, but I just want to laugh.
It's the entertainment of the onlookers. If they weren't involved, they would really like to pull up a stool, grab some melon seeds and peanuts, and sit there to watch the show.
Unfortunately, they were the parties involved.
The hot-tempered Old Master Song agreed with Ye Zhi's idea, saying that the two of them were simply daydreaming.
"You want 5,000 kilograms of rice and the supplies collected during this event, right? Your injury isn't worth that much."
"Unless you give me your life."
After Grandpa Song finished speaking, the family members, who were in perfect harmony, flashed their supernatural powers, looking as if they were about to kill Xu Xin.
Xu Xin, who had just stood up, collapsed to the ground, and another puddle of urine appeared on the ground.
He was so scared he peed his pants again.
Killing intent, the tangible killing intent that comes with seeing blood.
These people have killed not only zombies, but also humans!
He saw the attacks from the men, the pain in his fingers intensified, and he cried out, "I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore, don't hit me, don't hit me!"
How could he forget that he had just pointed at them and hurled a few insults, and his finger was crippled?
Greed takes hold, and folly takes hold.
Ye Zhi's soft, cute voice rang out, "You, give us the supplies."
Seeing Xu Xin's weak and cowardly appearance, she was reminded of those idiots in the cultivation world who tried to rob her but ended up being robbed by her instead—those fools who didn't understand the difference in strength.
Today, she's going to rob this idiot Xu Xin; all the supplies he gets will belong to her, Ye Zhi!
Upon hearing this childish voice, Wang Yike felt his head buzzing, and a shout popped out, "Dream on!"
The six of them threatened in unison, "Hmm?", their supernatural abilities poised to be unleashed and attack Wang Yike.
"We're just dreaming. If we give you supplies, all the supplies Xu Xin obtained will be yours."
Wang Yike, who was in charge, regretted it and wanted to slap himself twice. He looked at the six people with a forced smile.
Having watched the show unfold, Chen Haobai spoke again, making the final decision: "Since your Liaoyuan Base has agreed, then the supplies that Xu Xin found this time belong to them."
Since the largest victorious base had spoken up, the other bases naturally had no objections. As long as their interests were not infringed upon, they remained indifferent and didn't care.
This time, Xu Xin didn't act foolishly. He dared not speak out against his anger and could only cower behind Wang Yike.
He is the team leader of the Liaoyuan Base team participating in the search for supplies, and Wang Yike is the deputy team leader.
Neither of the two captains voiced their objections, and the other eight team members, no matter how much dissatisfaction they had, dared not speak out.
Grandpa Song gave Chen Yunhao a kind smile and said, "Yunhao is reasonable. He knows that our family has lost out."
Ye Zhi also had a good impression of this post-apocalyptic hero in military uniform with thick eyebrows and big eyes.
He was heading towards their home.
Chen Yunhao stepped forward, reached out and pinched Ye Zhi's soft little face, which was tender and smooth like egg custard.
"He was indeed disrespectful first. I'm sorry you all felt wronged. Look at the way Little Sweet Bean is rolling her eyes, haha."
Then he turned to the others who were chattering and said, "Let's go, everyone. It's cold. Let's move to another meeting room and continue our conversation."
Chen Haobai led everyone to the conference room next door. Behind him were Ye Zhi's family, members of the Victory Base, members of other bases, and finally the people from the Wildfire Base.
After everyone was seated, Chen Haobai introduced Ye Zhi's family to the group, "These are Song Moshang, Lu Ke, Ye Jingyu, Song Yuanqing, Ye Yubai, and Ye Zhi."
The captains of the other six bases introduced themselves with great tact.
The man with thick glasses and a thin chin spoke first: "Hello, I am Li Zhe from Xinghuo Base."
The tall, double-door refrigerator continued, "Shuguang Base, Zhao Zhiyuan."
"Hope Base, Shenhexuan".
"Happiness Base, Ma Ming".
"Safe Base, Desd."
"Peace Base, Ding Xiu."
Forced into the task at the last minute, Xu Xin reluctantly stood up shakily, "Liao...Liaoyuan Base, Xu Xin."
Ye Zhi's expression was serious, and she repeated clearly, "Sloppy base."
Most of the people present refrained from laughing out loud out of consideration for Xu Xin's feelings, but he looked much better than when they first met.
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