Ah, the people of Longguo are truly heartless! I wanted some food and water but no one gave me any. How boring!
My friend just contacted me, saying he reached the area of the Neon people and invited me to join him!
He said the Neon people are very hospitable. As soon as you get there, you'll have free food, water, and comfortable beds!
There's no need to risk facing zombies; they have specialized teams responsible for collecting food!
Today I also saw a group of Neon people working in coordination outside a large supermarket. Some were responsible for guarding, others for inventory!
They even rescued a woman midway. This is the spirit of the Neon people, how admirable!
Wu Jingri said with an air of superiority.
His words immediately drew a barrage of mockery.
Someone immediately uploaded a set of photos.
The pictures were of the very scene Wu Jingri had just described.
"Look, are these the people?"
"Yes, yes, it's these Neon people! Did you see them too?"
"Everyone, look, this is the evidence. You don't have to disbelieve it. The people of Longguo are just not united, there's nothing to say about it!"
Wu Jingri said proudly.
At this moment, Zheng Hao stepped forward and said:
"Excuse me, the person in your photo is me. I am a native of Longguo!"
"And I've never had a good impression of the Neon people since I was a child!"
"What happened today has only strengthened this belief!"
Because the avatars of the people speaking in the chat channel were their own 3D images, everyone immediately recognized the person in the photo as Zheng Hao!
Since the person himself came out to debunk the claims, everyone wondered how Wu Jingri would back down.
They started to mock him:
"Hahaha, a spectacular failure for a jingoistic idiot! The situation is unbearable!"
"The slap in the face came so quickly, hahaha, the person in the photo explained it himself!"
"Wu Jingri, even his name doesn't sound proper. He's fawning over the Neon people without any shame!"
"He actually used photos of our Longguo survivor camp's division of labor to prove the Neon people's unity? These should be our allies, shouldn't they!"
"Hahaha, I'm crying with laughter! Is he here to perform stand-up comedy?"
Wu Jingri's face flushed red, and he continued:
"Perhaps I got the photo wrong, but the Neon people are very polite and courteous!"
"It's definitely no problem to join the Neon people's camp!"
"Those Neon people don't have any racial prejudice; they treat us with the same warmth as their own people!"
"My friend is living very well there, and I'll be going over in a few days too!"
"Let you sour grapes eat your hearts out with envy!"
Hearing this, Zheng Haoran's face darkened, and he said:
"The politeness of the Neon people is like a flower without fragrance, all superficial!"
"I estimate that when you get there, you'll just be their fat sheep!"
"You can get food, water, and shelter without doing anything?"
"You can figure it out with your toes; such good things never existed even in peaceful times!"
"Now that resources are so scarce in the apocalypse, will the Neon people support idlers?"
"Let me tell you about the real situation I encountered today... the woman I saved was a Neon!"
"And my team was almost killed by her!"
Zheng Hao's words immediately caused an uproar!
"What, Boss Zheng Hao was almost killed?"
"As expected, no Neon people are good!"
"No way, Boss Zheng Hao is strong and has a large army. The photo shows seven burly men, all equipped with long bows and daggers. This is practically an elite force with top-tier gear! How could they almost be wiped out?"
"Did the Neon people level up that fast? I guess I need to work harder too!"
Zheng Hao said with a wry smile:
"I also thought our strength was considerable. We even managed to eliminate hundreds of zombies in a large supermarket!"
"But I never expected that the most venomous thing in the world is not zombies, but human hearts!"
"The strength of the Neon people is only comparable to ours, but their insidious nature far exceeds our imagination!"
He explained the entire sequence of events in broad strokes, and then continued:
"In short, this group of Neon people used a honey trap to design against us, and then resorted to the despicable means of taking hostages!"
"They wanted to kill us all and plunder our resources! This is what someone called friendly and hospitable!"
"If it weren't for a certain great figure who single-handedly took down 8 Neon samurai... I might not be able to speak in this channel anymore!"
"Also... please don't call me 'Boss' anymore. I'm just an ordinary person..."
"In front of that great figure, I am nothing!"
These words once again caused a stir!
"The Neon people actually made a move against us Longguo people? Damn it, shouldn't we unite and deal with them!"
"Didn't they say there are Black people around? Maybe there are Westerners too. None of them are good birds, we need to be careful!"
"Yes, yes, Zheng Hao, where is your camp? We'll defect and strengthen your forces!"
"A mysterious great figure who killed 8 Neon samurai single-handedly? That's too awesome!"
"Does a being that Boss Zheng Hao admires so much truly exist?!"
"Our Longguo people are full of talents, something those trash people can't understand!"
"This is the real situation. Wu Jingri, that freeloading monster, disliked that Boss Zheng Hao's camp required work to get food, and instead went to lick the dirt off the Neon people's feet? It's truly mind-boggling!"
"Holy crap, what the guy upstairs said is too vivid. I'm instantly not hungry anymore... kAnshu伍.ξà"
Seeing that Zheng Hao did not reveal his name, Zhang Chen couldn't help but smile slightly.
It seems that Zheng Hao, who could lead a survivor camp, had some discernment!
He knew not to speak without his permission!
He never expected that even in the apocalypse, there were still people who blindly fawned, believing that the moon abroad was rounder than the one at home!
They could even believe that pie falls from the sky.
What a freak!
Thinking of this, Zhang Chen remembered the Black people Zhao Xiyue had mentioned.
Zhao Xiyue was in the security room by herself, and Zhang Chen suddenly felt uneasy!
Since he was going to clear zombies and open Level 3 supply crates tomorrow anyway.
He might as well clear out those perverts and interrogate them about the surrounding situation!
Who knew if these Black people belonged to the Grey Continent tribe or a branch of the Westerners!
It was essential to thoroughly investigate the surrounding circumstances before proceeding with the next course of action.
Survival was definitely paramount in the apocalypse.
Zhang Chen did not want to actively rob, burn, or kill!
But he also wouldn't passively wait for potential enemies to harm him!
He had to nip the threat in the bud!
Zhang Chen looked at the chat messages for a while longer, but there was nothing useful.
The rest were either buy-and-sell advertisements or continuation of the previous bickering.
Completely devoid of substance!
The night passed without incident!