I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 329 - 328: An Opportunity to Vent_1

Chapter 329: Chapter 328: An Opportunity to Vent_1

Despite this, Yang Xiao grew curious about the "big boss" that Bai Huipeng mentioned. He had long been disgruntled with Song Wuli, who remained stingy even though food was no longer scarce. He preferred storing it away restlessly instead of improving the lives of his peers.

Despite his resentment, he couldn’t make a stand against Song Wuli because he was too weak. He was also unwilling to stir up more trouble, or else he wouldn’t have survived till now.

Each word Bai Huipeng spoke aroused his longing. If the boss was really as described, he would be hundreds of times better than Song Wuli.

So, Yang Xiao nodded slightly and tried to stand up, but he winced in pain, the perspiration beading up on his forehead.

"Alright then!"

Seeing Yang Xiao nod, Bai Huipeng was pleased. He shouted to one of his men, "Someone, help him sit down for a while."

As soon as he spoke, two men rushed over to support Yang Xiao and helped him to sit on the grass nearby.

Once he’d settled in a comfortable position, Yang Xiao, worriedly asked Bai Huipeng, "...We made such a loud noise just now. Won’t it attract the zombies?"

Although there was a slight pause in Yang Xiao’s question, Bai Huipeng caught on and understood the reason why. He answered, "You seem to be around twenty-three or twenty-four. Just like everyone else, call me Brother Peng. I might be guessing your age wrong and you might be older than me. However, in this era, being older doesn’t mean you get to be the big brother. As for the zombies, don’t worry, they won’t come over."

There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with what Bai Huipeng said, and even Yang Xiao didn’t notice anything off. But on closer thought, he realized an important detail.

"Wait... Brother Peng, how do you know that the zombies won’t come?"

Perhaps because he wasn’t used to addressing someone like this, Yang Xiao spoke the honorific "Brother Peng" quite stiffly.

He felt that there was something off about Bai Huipeng’s words but couldn’t quite put his finger on it and ended up asking this somewhat naïve question.

"If I say that no zombies will come, then no zombies will come. You’ll understand all of this in due course."

"Yes!"

While his mind was filled with curiosity, Yang Xiao stifled it. From Bai Huipeng’s words, it seemed as though the sudden disappearance of zombies was their doing.

But how did they manage to do this?

Sometime later, one after another, survivors from this area began bringing out massive stashes of food supplies from the classroom and carrying it to a truck.

This sight made many surviving locals who had already been living in this place envious. But none of them dared to snatch the food. They could only suppress their anger and frantically search for the hiding Song Wuli.

Bai Huipeng watched the busy scene with a great smile. Although Tang Ye never skimped on food, he didn’t know how much food was left in storage.

No matter how much food there was, it would eventually be eaten up. Although they had started farming, the yield wouldn’t last very long.

Since the start of the apocalypse, there hadn’t been any new food production. Each eaten meal meant a reduction in the world’s food supply. The harvested crops could perhaps cover the food supply for a while, but with no surplus, the standard of living was surely going to drop.

And then there were the days when Zhang Han was around. Bai Huipeng definitely didn’t want his standard of living to drop. So, it was always a good idea to store up more food.

After a while, about half of the truck’s capacity had been filled with a staggering amount of food, and more people were continuously stuffing in more. The survivors who had come with Bai Huipeng didn’t show any unusual reactions. They diligently put the food in the truck. No one was sneakily hiding food on their person, revealing that they weren’t worried about going hungry.

However, the original survivors were different. Their eyes bulged watching pile after pile of food being stuffed into the truck. They were itching to grab the food from the hands of the non-local survivors who were ferrying it!

But though they felt like this, no one took any action. The armed survivors had already surrendered. Their firearms had been seized. Now, rushing up could only lead to a dead-end!

Moreover, the number of people who had arrived wasn’t that different than the number of them.

At first, Bai Huipeng didn’t have much hope of capturing Song Wuli. He just wanted to complete the task and relocate all the people from here. But unexpectedly, an anomaly occurred in one building!

"Found him! The f*cker Song Wuli is here! Quick-...Ah!"

The joyful cry echoed from a teaching building, abruptly cut off mid-sentence by a pained scream. The speaker’s body hurtled down from the fifth floor with a dull thud.

Stunned initially, Bai Huipeng then reacted and rushed towards the building with Wu Pingzhan. On hearing the sound, the rest of the survivors also sped towards the building like bloodthirsty zombies.

"Capture Song Wuli and the biscuits are mine!"

The allure of food for survivors was too strong. Sadly, Song Wuli hadn’t ever expected that his selfishness would lead the survivors who had once revered him to betray him for a mere pack of biscuits!

Like bees flocking to honey, the survivors rushed in, filling the fifth floor of the teaching building. They were all rushing towards one classroom!

"You ungrateful bastards, dare to betray me, I’ll kill you all!"

It was Song Wuli’s voice, booming out in raging fury.

"What betrayal? We were never loyal to you in the first place. You can go to hell!"

"Song Wuli! You killed my son, you can go die!"

"You nearly beat me to death before. Now, you deserve to die!"

"Song Wuli, f*ck your mother! All the women in your family should be ** by me!"

"..."

The moment Song Wuli finished talking, countless survivors began yelling back at him, accusing him and visibly full of glee and spite!

Words of abuse they had never dared to voice before were now ruthlessly thrown at him, each insult fueling Song Wuli’s anger even further!

He wished he could kill all of them. But even a Level 2 New Human like him couldn’t handle a mob attack. If he wasn’t beaten to death, he would very likely be exhausted to death!

The survivors knew that Bai Huipeng and his group wanted to kill Song Wuli. Hence, naturally, they considered them as a shield against Song Wuli.

Among the crowd, most people had been oppressed by Wuli. Some had had their wives forcibly snatched away, turning into sex slaves. Some had been nearly beaten to death for a mere word. Others starved while being forced into meaningless sacrifice for his sake.

Over time, the resentment in people’s hearts had grown extremely strong but under Song Wuli’s dominance, no one dared vent their anger.

Now, someone had given them the opportunity to vent their anger and they naturally wanted to payback their pent-up grudges tenfold!

To them, torturing Song Wuli till he died still didn’t seem enough!

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