Chapter 162 - 087 I’m Actually Described as a Kind Person_3

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Chapter 162: Chapter 087 I’m Actually Described as a Kind Person_3 Miao Yi shook her head and said, "It seems there’s no money involved, my brother-in-law runs a breakfast shop and says it’s normal." What? He Mingxuan stared, somewhat unable to understand. Could it really be that fat people lead different lives despite having the same physique? Or is there some special skill involved? He is still a bachelor. "So, can your brother-in-law speak well, keeping your sister happy?" "No, I heard from my sister that you can’t judge a book by its cover; you have to look at the heart. It was my sister who pursued my brother-in-law, saying he was kindhearted, meticulous, and gentle, a really good person, just like brother Mingxuan. Although he’s chubby and not that good-looking, he must have a very kind heart. I like people with kind hearts." He Mingxuan: ... Kid, you really can’t judge people. Prison, a high-security area, warden’s office. Chen Zhiyong stood by the window, overseeing everything outside. He was the king of this prison, the controller, the leader. The sensation of being able to decide the fate of others was truly exhilarating. He was especially thankful to those who had sent him to prison. Had he not been sent to prison, he might not have everything he now possessed. He was sentenced to death for murder, and on the day the apocalypse began, a patrolling guard collapsed, convulsing on the ground, foaming at the mouth. He was indeed a bit dazed by the situation. Soon, other guards came to check on the situation. Who could have imagined the convulsing guard would act just like a zombie from a movie, biting anyone he saw, creating a bloody scene. A zombified guard reached out for him, but fortunately, an iron door was between them, allowing only an arm through. He grabbed the arm, yanking it fiercely, and managed to kill the zombified guard. He then found the keys and quietly waited. Eventually, by various means, he found firearms and killed all the roaming zombies in the prison. There were still living people in other cells, but all were locked inside. He certainly didn’t let these folks out. Some violent criminals who could threaten his position were killed by his gun, one by one, leaving only a group of weak, non-homicidal inmates. Under the deterrence of weapons, they submitted to his tyranny. The prison had everything: food, weapons. With towering walls and sealed gates, the security was self-evident—as long as the internal zombies were cleared, any outside zombies dreaming of entering were delusional. With weapons and his fierce personality, who would dare defy his decisions? He firmly controlled the weapons in his hands, and he was the only one with the keys. No one else could even think about getting the weapons. Even food distribution was under his control. To keep these underlings in line, food was one method, and force was another. He gave only a little food to other survivors brought from outside, leaving them to fend for themselves for the rest. He was constantly perfecting the system here, intending to control the survivors rigorously. What about corporate CEOs? What about powerful officials? Here, they were just bait for scavenging outside, disobedience meant only death. Thump thump! Upon hearing the knock, a smile appeared on Chen Zhiyong’s face. Life is just that simple. ... ... On the Steel Beast’s side. They had already been searching the city for a suitable temporary shelter, but hadn’t yet found one. In some areas, the number of zombies was terrifying. Starting with the city center, where the population was enormous. The surrounding buildings and shopping centers were generally filled with zombies, their numbers beyond imagination. In such a massive number of zombies, it was easy to encounter the mutated ones they had seen before. "Big sister, there’s a sign over there," Xu Zeyang pointed towards a building in the distance with a banner hanging from the rooftop, bearing some words. [Survivor’s Shelter, Desperately Needing Your Joining] They looked towards it. This was a suburban area far from the city center. If this had been at the beginning, they might have joined without a second thought, becoming one of the survivors, but after experiencing some things, they now needed to think carefully about all encounters. Human nature is complex, and its sinister aspects were thoroughly highlighted after the apocalypse. They were all ordinary people, without much ability, their only reliance being this Steel Beast-like vehicle, providing them with a slight comfort and security in the apocalypse. Big sister looked at them, "What do you all think?" She was asking for everyone’s opinions. Lao Mao said, "There are four of us here, the risk might not be that high. If these survivors really can be trusted, it might be worth it to try to survive the apocalypse together." Wen Jie pondered, "I don’t know." Xu Zeyang said, "Let’s not bother, the survivors now seem very frightening. No one knows whether these guys are human or ghosts. If we encounter a vicious gang, us guys wouldn’t really mind, but the only concern is our big sister here. She’s a woman, and could easily be targeted. Don’t glare at me; I’m just speaking my mind." They looked at Big Sister. From the beginning of the apocalypse until now, Big Sister had always been their leader, deciding on many matters for them. "What do we have if we lose this vehicle?" Big Sister asked them. They were slightly stunned upon hearing her question. "Nothing at all," they shook their heads and said. "If we lose this vehicle, it’s as if we lose our lives. Going to find those survivors, the worst outcome is that we all die, you guys might die easefully, but I’ll die humiliated, toyed with."

Chapter 162 - 087 I’m Actually Described as a Kind Person_3

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