Honestly, facing zombies for the first time, this middle-aged man was naturally afraid.
But those frenzied zombies were already endangering others' lives. The man was committed.
Fortunately, the zombies weren't very agile at the time.
When dealing with the first zombie, he discovered that this monster was completely fearless of pain; even piercing its heart couldn't stop its movement.
He then recalled zombie movies he had watched before, where some needed their heads cut off.
So, steeling himself, he directly severed the zombie's neck!
After several more chops, he finally killed the first zombie.
Later, he eliminated the other two zombies and then gathered the people who had been bitten or scratched by zombies, bandaging their wounds and stopping the bleeding.
However, for safety, he still tied them up.
There were men and women among them, and they were naturally unwilling to be bound. But seeing the red knife in the middle-aged man's hand, they were forced to comply.
Although this middle-aged man was older and hadn't seen zombie movies, he had watched plenty of vampire movies when he was young.
In those films, anyone bitten by a vampire would usually transform into one.
Of course, some were directly poisoned and didn't turn into vampires, but that was a less common trope.
After a few minutes.
The middle-aged man discovered that the two who were bitten had indeed turned into zombies!
Those who were scratched, however, were not infected but simply died from the poison, becoming corpses.
It was this action, along with his earlier feat of killing zombies, that established his authority in everyone's eyes.
The other survivors were all women, who naturally were willing to listen to him.
Thus, they survived in this supermarket, preparing to await rescue.
Though they didn't know if any would come, at least in the supermarket, they wouldn't lack food or drink for a long time.
During this period, the cashier girl threw herself at the middle-aged man, and they became intimate.
She also said that the man was actually quite decent, always friendly and kind to everyone.
That's why she chose to be with him.
After the woman finished speaking, Wang Yu nodded expressionlessly.
It seemed this middle-aged man wasn't a villain at all but a hero in these women's eyes.
Such a man was considered quite good in the apocalypse.
But it was a pity.
In the apocalypse, there were no such things as good or bad people.
Being bad to strangers but good to one's own people, was he ultimately good or bad?
Therefore, such distinctions were meaningless.
In the apocalypse, there were only the living and the dead!
Simply being alive was a success.
As long as it didn't concern them, who would care if you were good or bad?
As long as interests didn't conflict, others wouldn't bother with you.
But once interests clashed, then the other party would definitely be the bad guy!
Just like Wang Yu's arrival here, although his original intention was only for supplies and he didn't want to kill anyone.
But for the middle-aged man and the other women, he was a bad guy trying to snatch their supplies.
This action was enough for them to fight Wang Yu to the death.
For Wang Yu, the middle-aged man ambushed him and tried to take his life, making him undoubtedly a bad guy as well.
So there was no right or wrong; it was just a matter of different perspectives.
Wang Yu's original plan was to take all the supplies here and then bring these survivors into his mystic realm.
Although they would be free labor, at least their safety would never be a concern again for the rest of their lives.
These survivors didn't know the cruelty of the apocalypse, its duration, or that rescue would never come.
Regardless of what they thought, Wang Yu's actions were surely those of a good person, weren't they?
How long could they survive just by guarding this one supermarket?
Wouldn't they be targeted by others later, attracting conflict?
Wouldn't that still put them in danger?
So, truly defining good and bad people is difficult and meaningless.
In the end, it's just a difference in perspective.
Whether in the apocalypse, normal modern society, or ancient times, most of the time, one's position dictates their thoughts.
Whatever position you sit in, you say and do things accordingly.
Don't think it's wrong; from their position, they are right.
This is understandable.
But this is only from their perspective. If it's wrong for the masses, then it's wrong.
The masses are always the foundation of society, always its main body.
Although in the apocalypse it might be slightly different, with truly immense power, one might not need to consider others' thoughts at all.
But for a base, if the superiors disregard the lives of the lower class and oppress them ruthlessly.
Then that base will not last long.
Wang Yu was an experienced person and had seen several such examples.
...
After collecting all the supplies into his storage ring, Wang Yu brought these female survivors into the mystic realm.
His storage ring was too full, and he needed to store some things in the mystic realm.
Upon exiting, Wang Yu took one last look at the middle-aged man's corpse.
Then, he opened the rolling shutter door and headed to the next large supermarket.
...
As evening approached, Wang Yu returned to the Normal University campus.
In one afternoon, he had swept through all the medium and large supermarkets on the entire Haidian Island.
Including the dark-skinned middle-aged man and those women, he had only encountered two groups of people in all the supermarkets.
After having a big meal with You Xinci and the others in the mystic realm, Wang Yu took a shower, washed off the red paint, and changed into clean clothes.
He then sent Feng Qing and Chu Jiayu, the mother and daughter, into the mountain space.
Currently, they, along with Su Wan'er and Chen Sisi, had not yet been to a true mystic realm.
They had only stayed in the mountain space.
Under the cover of night, Wang Yu sped towards Haichen Garden.
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"Brother Wen, do you think that person will come back?"
In Villa No. 13 of Haichen Garden, Jia Xuewen and a group of his subordinates sat in the luxurious living room.
One subordinate asked Jia Xuewen.
He was Jia Xuewen's new confidant. The previous confidant, Brother Gang, who had handled affairs for Jia Xuewen, was no longer favored after being crippled by Wang Yu.
It had to be said that Wang Yu had indeed given Jia Xuewen a difficult problem.
Crippling several people's arms without killing them, leaving them for Jia Xuewen to support.
He not only hated Wang Yu but also hated the incompetence of these useless subordinates!
Three people plus a special forces soldier, ambushing him, yet they couldn't take down Wang Yu?!
Although they praised Wang Yu to the skies, describing how formidable he was.
Jia Xuewen didn't really believe it.
People are like that; they only believe what they want to believe.
If he also believed Wang Yu was like Superman, faster than bullets, possessing superpowers, and capable of invisibly severing people's arms.
Then what was the point of his struggle?
He might as well just wait for death!