Someone started a betting pool on how long it would take for the Crow to kill Ai Mili. Many people were staring fixedly at Ai Mili's avatar, waiting for the first piece of news.
Xinxue really wanted to participate, but unfortunately, there was no option for "not killing."
That was strange. If the premise of the question was wrong, what exactly were these people betting on?
She scrolled down further.
Half a month had passed, and those who were still alive had basically solved their food and water issues. Once material needs were met, spiritual needs followed immediately.
Some people were singing long voice messages in the regional channel, and those who could draw were sketching portraits for people based on photos.
There was even someone called Bai Feng who was actually writing a novel in the regional channel, and with a wicked sense of humor, they would stop at the most exciting parts, only unlocking the rest of the story if people gave them supplies.
In short, they were selling their talents.
This was also a way to survive.
As Xinxue watched, she suddenly noticed a comment clearly intended to stir up trouble.
"Is an apology from Guanghui enough? Everyone thought it was acid rain, so we all hoarded a lot of supplies for it, and now they're all useless! Who is going to compensate us?!"
"I just want my rights protected! If Guanghui hadn't released fake news, we never would have hoarded so many supplies for acid rain! You need to compensate us!"
There were occasional echoes below, and one or two people calling these two heartless, but most people remained silent.
Xinxue shook her head. She had no standing to judge Guanghui's actions; before meeting the Crow, she had survived solely by relying on Guanghui's information.
In the channel for Partition 1000 of the Dragon Country's Third Region, there must have been many, many people who survived because of Guanghui.
These people might not say anything, or they might help speak up for Guanghui.
But what about those who were seeing Guanghui's information for the first time after the highway merge?
"If you ask me, you all were hyping them up too much. If you hadn't kept saying how awesome your big boss Guanghui was, I definitely wouldn't have trusted them! I say the people in Partition 1000 should compensate the rest of us for our losses!!"
"???"
"Are you okay, brother? Did the people of Partition 1000 force your hand to trade for those acid rain supplies?"
"Every debt has a debtor. Big Boss Guanghui spent supplies to get that news from Barbecue Brother Zhou. You aren't going to curse that Brother Zhou, but instead you curse Big Boss Guanghui? A bunch of bullies!"
"Guanghui deserves to be called a big boss? They didn't even know they bought fake news, and they posted it out after getting scammed! If you can't tell the difference between truth and lies, shutting up is the best choice!"
"There isn't a single good person in Partition 1000! Everyone in Partition 1000 should just hurry up and die!"
"???"
"I'm just trying to survive the apocalypse, can you guys leave me out of your map-wide attacks?"
"Just a reminder, Big Boss Crow is also from our Partition 1000. You can curse if you want, but you'd better not curse everyone. Think about whether you can afford to offend us before you do."
"Guanghui, pay up!!!"
"Guanghui, take responsibility for the consequences!"
"Guanghui, return my supplies!"
...
Xinxue sighed. The more upright and kind a person was, the higher the demands people placed on them.
If a bad person does one good deed, they can be praised to the heavens. If a good person does one bad deed, all the good they did before is no longer good; it becomes a calculated scheme.
This was a situation no one wanted to see, but it was also inevitable.
Xinxue felt conflicted.
Zhao Hong felt equally conflicted.
The organization had been debating for nearly an hour. Overall, the issue this time stemmed from Chen Qingshan.
This originally wouldn't have been a big deal, but the regions had merged, and they were all Dragon Country partitions.
People from other partitions had never benefited from Guanghui's information; they only knew that this time, Guanghui's information was fake!
Moreover, because of the merger, the organization's membership had multiplied. Whether they should manage things separately or elect one person to lead had been a point of contention for days.
With Chen Qingshan making such a huge mistake at this critical juncture, it was safe to say that the position of leader had basically nothing to do with him anymore.
But besides Chen Qingshan, they couldn't find anyone else in Partition 1000 to run for the position.
There had originally been Eternal, but he had died too early.
Now, the people of Partition 1000 could only watch helplessly as others campaigned for the role.
Zhao Hong saw it clearly: his position would definitely be replaced by someone else.
Even the role of spokesperson might not exist anymore.
In truth, he hadn't held this position for long—only half a month. But those fifteen days had felt longer than three or five years of his life.
Zhao Hong was not used to it.
But he understood that this was the inevitable trend.
And...
This way, he would be a free man.
If the Crow's side was still taking people in, that would be a good thing.
Zhao Hong tried to curl his lips into a smile, but there wasn't a trace of mirth on his face.
The group chat had been noisy all morning, and by nearly eleven o'clock, they finally reached a conclusion: from now on, the organization would no longer release any information! Future development would primarily refer to the suggestions of Zhu Xuan from Partition 883, who was at the top of both the mileage and wealth leaderboards!
Zhao Hong sighed. Could this be considered the end of an era?
Could it be?
Cheng Shuili didn't know what had happened; she had been driving with extreme focus all morning.
The drop rate today was terrible; she had only encountered two chests, and one of them was a monster. Luckily, it was just a lowly slime, so it didn't take much effort to deal with.
The other chest contained a pack of toilet paper, which was somewhat useful. Cheng Shuili didn't ask for anything more.
Lunch was still prepared by the hands of Qi Wanyi.
Cheng Shuili had long since prepared herself mentally, knowing lunch would be very sumptuous, but when she saw what it was, she couldn't help but sigh that she hadn't prepared enough.
Qi Wanyi had made a full eight dishes and a soup.
Sumptuous.
It really was too sumptuous.
It was so sumptuous that Cheng Shuili couldn't resist tagging Ai Lin in the group.
【Angry Crow Takes Flight】: @Ai Mili, pay your meal fee.
【New Snow Clearing】: Haha, is the boss feeling the pinch?
【Liang Shanbo vs. Pig】: You're laughing at the boss? @New Snow Clearing! You need to pay your meal fee too! And the supplies I lent you last time, when are you going to pay me back?
【New Snow Clearing】: Oh my, Big Sister already said she was taking you to make money. Just leave it with her, don't worry.
Xinxue was definitely the most shameless one of them all.
"You have received a gift from player Ai Mili: Yak meat x2000g."
【Ai Mili】: I killed it earlier. I don't have a refrigerator, so most of it spoiled. This is all that's left that's good.
This was said in a private message.
Cheng Shuili was speechless. Why did she actually pay it?
Very well.
Ai Lin was definitely the thinnest-skinned of the bunch.
Cheng Shuili opened the refrigerator, stuffed the yak meat inside, and told Qi Wanyi the news about the new meat.
It was a good thing that when the vehicle was upgraded, the refrigerator was expanded as well.
Otherwise, it definitely wouldn't have fit.
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