First Wayman, upon seeing the carnage and the crowd of survivors, knew he had lost. He quickly shouted:"I surrender. Spare me. I regret everything…"But no one responded to him. They all stared at him with cold, hateful eyes.Memphis then stood before everyone and declared:"Hello everyone, my name is Memphis. Before this, I was an office worker, earning a salary and paying taxes like everyone else!"His introduction was simple, not boasting about his strength or combat skills, focusing instead on his pre-apocalypse life.This approach garnered some goodwill. At least the person who had captured First Wayman wasn’t acting arrogantly.Memphis glanced around at everyone and continued:"I, too, am an ordinary survivor, fighting every day for food and safety. Today, I am here because the Three Guys Gang pushed me to the brink, forcing me to fight back.""I killed him because he oppressed and bullied me."These words from Memphis struck a chord with the crowd. They shared the same grievan
After thinking for a moment, Jarred said:"This dormitory can hold up to 400 people, easy to defend and hard to attack. Our current place is too exposed and small. Moving our 30 people here is easier than moving nearly 200 people there."Memphis nodded. Moreover, this dormitory was near the Grieving River, and across the Grieving River bridge was Lakeside County. The river could provide fresh food supplies.This place seemed like a much better option.Having made his decision, he calmly spoke:"Announce to everyone once again. From now on, each person's food rations will be doubled. Additionally, there will be various tasks assigned, and completing them will earn contribution points, which can be exchanged for extra food."Timon, organize a team to maintain order around here. No more looting, bullying, or theft."Timon, I'll overlook your past mistakes. Gather a group of daring individuals ready to search for supplies with me. Tell them that if they listen and are brave, within half a
Jarred quickly said:"I'll go bring my people over; otherwise, my two sweethearts will cry their eyes out missing me."Memphis had no objection to this. Jarred, being level 7, was more than capable of handling things on his own.They had spent over an hour here, and the other side had likely loaded all the supplies onto the bus and pickup trucks, ready to flee if things went south. What seemed like a bad situation had turned out surprisingly well, giving them the opportunity to move their base.Memphis wasn't idle either. He had been delayed by side issues for too long while aiming to reach level 9. He couldn't afford any more delays. Swiftly, he waved his hand, and four rings clattered onto the table."Everyone involved in this operation can choose some guns and ammo as spoils. We'll split these four rings and the rest. As for the baseball bats and machetes, distribute them to the subordinate team."Jarred nudged and picked a ring of agility and a fireball ring."Ding! Fireball ring
Dante Mole and Timon Roome, both leaders of their respective teams, had previously gone out to fight zombies and scavenge for supplies. They were not overly terrified, cautiously killing zombies one by one.They wielded distributed baseball bats, and even Mole and Roome had pistols holstered at their sides, fighting zombies barehanded.Three Guys Place had many baseball bats before, but more than half had disappeared on the first day, later lost in battles, leaving only 17 bats, evenly distributed among the team members.Not everyone dared to risk their lives; more than half of the team chose to drag zombie corpses into piles and burn them with gasoline.After 20 minutes, Memphis had killed sixty or seventy zombies, his stamina decreased by 2 points. He then paused to observe.These two teams had a few decent combat seeds. They weren't overly afraid of death; instead, they fought ferociously. However, they lacked experience and stamina, gradually getting surrounded by the dense horde
The atmosphere quieted for a moment, then exploded with fervent cries."I, I pledge my loyalty...""Mr. Jackman, please choose me, help me...""I want to become a superhuman..."Their eyes were bloodshot as they shouted, making all kinds of promises and vows.They weren't joking; possessing superhuman abilities meant a chance to rise quickly, becoming a non-human powerhouse who would be revered. Why could the Three Guys rule? Because Third Hubert was a superhuman who could withstand bullets, overpowering Chief Payne and seizing power for his elder brother.Timon's eyes burned with fierce desire and urgency. He had more connections than Dante, previously gathering more and better manpower. But now, the other had become a superhuman, leaving him suddenly behind.Memphis let the crowd vent for a while before raising his hand and seriously saying:"I don't like empty promises; I need actions to prove it! Now, continue hunting zombies!"The crowd seemed as if they had been injected with a
At that moment, Kiley Linn spoke from a corner:"There are many women here, but there are also many children. I wonder if there are any elementary or middle schools nearby?"She had two children, Winter and Justine. Before the apocalypse, Winter was in elementary school, and Justine had just started seventh grade, still in school age.Memphis felt a slight stir and looked over at Michal and Jaden McNeil, the local experts.Jaden McNeil spoke with a hint of bitterness:“Yes, Hope Elementary School, my child studied there. But now…”Tears started to flow down her cheeks. The apocalypse had descended, and no one could escape it; her child had been eaten by zombies.Memphis sighed heavily, and after a moment, he said seriously:“From now on, this base will be called Hope Town.”“Hope Town…”Everyone repeated the name softly, their eyes filled with a mix of hope and complexity.This name carried a lot of meaning. It was indeed a fitting name.After agreeing on the name, they discussed vari
Memphis, showing no emotion, nodded and said:“Your task is to find a way to contact them.”Dante agreed, then continued:“Memphis, our team has grown considerably. I think we should establish formal ranks for better coordination.”His father had been a deputy police chief, so he wasn't accustomed to using terms like boss, big brother, or lackey as the Three Guys gang did.Jarred was particularly interested in this idea and was the first to v
Memphis led the way out of the meeting room without giving anyone time to think further. The others followed him to a communal dining hall.There, a large dining table with a dozen or so seats had been set up, just enough for the meeting attendees.Everyone took their seats and began enjoying dinner, which included rice, braised oxtail, pork stew with radish, a bowl of salted pigskin, and seaweed soup with fish.Outside, a crowd had already gathered, moving steadily towards the food distribution point. Occasionally, the cries of children could be heard.These wer