The stadium, the Revival Camp established by Zheng Hao.
Inside the VIP box.
Zheng Hao stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the weary survivors in the stadium.
Recently, more and more survivors had sought refuge with Zheng Hao.
Especially after Wu Jingri’s groveling to the Japanese and Zheng Hao's exposure of it.
Zheng Hao's personal prestige and the Revival Camp's reputation grew.
The entire stadium was almost full.
Some had pitched tents, while others simply sat directly on the ground.
Still others chose to rest on the spectator seats.
At first glance, it resembled a refugee camp.
As the number of survivors increased, management became increasingly difficult.
When there were only a dozen people initially, everyone was familiar with each other.
They collected supplies together, fought together, and ate together.
Now, the number had increased more than tenfold.
Among them were many frail girls and elderly people.
These people had little combat power, but they added mouths to feed.
Fights, injuries, and even sexual assault were frequent occurrences within the camp.
Zheng Hao was not a police officer and lacked the ability or energy to apprehend the perpetrators.
Defending against zombies, strengthening the camp, and searching for supplies were already headaches enough.
The current camp could be described as a mess, and that was no exaggeration!
These were not the most troublesome issues for Zheng Hao.
The most vexing was that, at some unknown point,
a pessimistic sentiment began to spread throughout the camp.
No one was willing to fight the zombies!
They would rather eat less each day and lie on the ground,
than participate in combat training or step foot outside the camp.
Knock, knock, knock!
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
Zheng Hao adjusted his mood, making his face appear full of confidence.
As the leader of the camp, if he himself was filled with despair,
his subordinates would surely be even more panicked.
So, even if it was an act, he had to appear relaxed.
The door opened, and Qian Zhenyu entered with a ledger.
"There are two matters I need to report to you!"
Qian Zhenyu said with a grimace.
"Are they good news or bad news?"
Zheng Hao asked with a smile.
"All bad news!"
Qian Zhenyu was clearly not in the mood for jokes and went straight to the point.
"First, our supplies are running low!"
"What? Didn't we just take over the supermarket a few days ago? How is it insufficient so quickly?"
Zheng Hao was startled.
He knew that with more people, supplies would be consumed faster.
But he hadn't expected them to be consumed so rapidly!
It far exceeded his expectations.
The supermarket didn't have many supplies to begin with, and then half of it was given to Zhang Chen!
"According to our current system, those who go on missions can get priority for meat and can get multiple portions!"
"Those who don't go on missions only get the basic necessities!"
"But now there are too many people not going on missions, at least 150 people are waiting for their meals!"
"After distributing supplies to the mission teams, the remaining should have been enough to sustain the camp for at least a month!"
"But you know how many more people there are now, and we're still adding survivors in double digits every day!"
"If we continue at this pace, we only have about 5 more days of supplies!"
"And that's not the worst part... the second matter I'm about to tell you is the worst!"
Qian Zhenyu didn't care if Zheng Hao's heart could handle it and blurted everything out.
"Many survivors have joined, but the number of people participating in scavenging teams is small!"
"Most people in the camp are waiting to live off the fat of the land!"
"Moreover, we've searched all the nearby convenience stores, supermarkets, and restaurants!"
"To get more food, we have to venture further out!"
The further the journey, the more difficult our support will be, and the more unexpected incidents there will be!"
"The loss of team members has already exceeded the number of new recruits!"
"The scavenging team members are very opinionated, feeling that they are supporting the entire camp, and some have even started disobeying orders!"
At this point, Qian Zhenyu sighed and continued,
"Just now, that scoundrel Wu Jingri was instigating survivors in the chat channel to go to Jiangbei!"
Zheng Hao nodded and said,
"I saw that. It is indeed very provocative!"
"But this is clearly asking survivors to become prey for the Japanese!"
"Surely no one is foolish enough to believe this, right?"
"After all, we were just robbed by the Japanese a few days ago!"
Qian Zhenyu gave two wry smiles and said,
"You really overestimate some people's intelligence!"
"Some people genuinely lack intelligence, while others can't resist temptation..."
"Don't just say people in the regional channel believe it..."
"I just passed by the makeshift living area and heard people whispering about it!kanshu伍.net"
"Complaining that our mandatory combat training is corporal punishment and inhumane!"
"Saying that those close to you and I eat well, while they can only eat snacks like potato chips, and their stomachs hurt from it..."
"I'm so angry! Everyone close to us is from the scavenging team. They risk their lives to get food to support everyone, so why can't they eat well?!"
"These people spend their days loafing around, and they're complaining even when they get potato chips to eat?!"
"Do you think these people are heartless?"
Qian Zhenyu's face turned red with anger.
Zheng Hao quickly handed him a can of flat Coke, urging him to calm down.
Beverages, which can replenish energy and hydration, are absolute luxuries.
Once opened, they can't be finished in one go, and must be consumed slowly over several sips.
The carbonation had long since escaped.
Even so, after taking a sip of Coke, Qian Zhenyu's mood improved significantly.
After a moment, he continued,
"The even more outrageous things are yet to come!"
"I heard them say they've decided to get together and escape along Binjiang Road as soon as dawn breaks tomorrow!"
"I just checked the map, and we're only two kilometers away from Yongyu Bridge!"
"If we walk, it will take at most half an hour to get there, which has tempted many people!"
"Shouldn't we make preparations in advance to prevent them from slipping away?"
Hearing Qian Zhenyu's words, Zheng Hao couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.
"You can't be serious!"
"Are there really people so naive to think that the Japanese territory is a paradise?"
"So, after I've poured my heart out for these people, even squeezing out food for them to eat, I end up being the cruel lord."
"And those Japanese, whose intentions are unknown, have become saviors?!"
"No, tomorrow morning, except for the reconnaissance sentries to warn of zombies, everyone else will withdraw!"
"Also, notify the teams searching in the north via walkie-talkie to clear the zombies on the road!"
"I want these people to arrive at Yongyu Bridge smoothly!"
As Zheng Hao spoke, a hint of cunning flickered in his eyes!