I became a big shot in the quick transmigration world.

Chapter 632 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse (10 chapters)
Yu Muhuai walked through the crowd, and because of his heightened senses, he overheard a lot of whispered conversations.

The people around them had nothing to do but sit together and gossip.

"Oh dear, he can't even feed himself, yet Old Chen still has time to chase after girls."

"Hehe, you're just jealous that no one's trying to pick you up."

"Screw him, who cares about him?"

"I knew it, those young people have been eating better lately."

"Pah, you're just a freeloader. It's been so hot these past few days, and we still have to go to the fields to plant vegetables every day. I used to be able to sit in the office with the air conditioning on. I really can't live like this now."

"Tsk tsk, you don't understand, do you? You have to learn to be lazy sometimes."

"Slacking off? What if you don't finish your work? You still need to eat."

"If you don't do it, someone else will. Why bother with this?"

"Hey, instead of wasting time on this, you might as well go and talk to Lao Tao and the others to give them some advice. Recently, the base has been rescuing more and more people, and the supplies for us old members are being siphoned off less and less."

"There was no other way. The soldiers were mostly students, kind-hearted, and wanted to save as many people as possible."

"We can't keep sending people in. The place is only so big. If we send in so many people, we'll have less and less space and resources in the future."

"Don't take on a job you're not qualified for. I think it's enough to have enough."

"you do not say."

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As he walked, the whispers and gossip around him gradually reached Yu Muhuai's ears.

In private, they make no attempt to hide their selfish and ugly nature.

She tilted her head slightly, glanced at the gossiping person in the distance a few times, and then looked away.

She scoffed softly, a cold smile playing on her lips.

Destroy it, hurry up.

Yang Qingxu didn't arrive at the cafeteria until lunchtime.

Xiong Ziwei waved for him to come over and even went to get him another meal.

Two vegetarian dishes, one soup, and one rice – the standard meal in the cafeteria.

Ordinary civilians and team members eat the same food normally, but they get extra meals when the team members are on missions.

If possible, there will be a meat dish once a week.

If there's no harvest recently, then I'll just have to continue living on vegetarian food.

They arrived early; the military training hadn't finished yet, and most of the people in the mess hall were civilians.

Xiong Ziwei asked Yang Qingxu how he was doing, and he smiled and reassured the team members that he was fine.

Yang Qingxu reported the situation truthfully, but the commander-in-chief said nothing.

It's better to deal with such dangerous individuals on the spot than to bring them back to harm ordinary people.

Not everyone deserves to be rescued; leaders can usually tell the difference.

This rescue was just a minor incident, and no one paid much attention to it, so they chatted casually.

"Damn! There's sand in the soup! Is this even fit for human consumption?"

Just as the four were chatting idly, the sound of arguing suddenly came from not far away.

This came from behind Yu Muhuai.

She looked back and saw someone carrying a soup bowl to the rice serving window, standing there causing trouble.

He was a fat man who was about 175 cm tall.

To maintain such a physique in such a post-apocalyptic world, one must definitely be a werewolf.

The werewolf fat man slammed the soup bowl onto the counter with a "bang," spilling all the soup inside.

He questioned the staff serving the food with dissatisfaction, "Hey, why is the food getting worse and worse lately?"

We used to have meat dishes at least once a week, but now? We might not even have them once every two weeks!
That's not all, there was so much sand in the soup today, it chipped my teeth and almost broke them.

"Is this how you do things? Aren't you just fooling us?" The people serving the rice were a few older women, who were among the first civilians rescued and were the staff members who had spent the most time with the team and trusted them the most.

The older woman wasn't one to be trifled with either; she threw down her soup spoon, pointed at the fat werewolf, and started cursing.

The fat man was followed by several companions who joined in the cursing.

The two sides hurled insults at each other more and more fiercely, and it looked like the fat man was about to make a move!

The woman screamed in fear, shrinking her neck, closing her eyes, and backing away.

But the expected slap didn't come.

The fat man's hands were restrained.

He turned around and saw a slender girl with a spirited face and delicate features blocking his way.

The fat man's first reaction was to switch hands and slap the other man, but Yu Muhuai caught him with his other hand.

His hands were tightly bound, and he couldn't move them for a while.

Only then did he notice the military uniform the other person was wearing, and he swallowed back the words of abuse he was about to utter.

Seeing that the man had no intention of hitting anyone else, Yu Muhuai finally let go of his hand.

The fat man rolled his eyes at her and snorted loudly.

Yang Qingxu, standing behind, frowned and asked, "What's wrong? It's just some sand in the soup, and you're already fighting?"

The fat man was indignant and was about to say something when he was stopped by someone next to him.

"Jun-ge, shh, say less."

This man's name is Gu Jun. He used to be a local thug. After entering the base, he quickly gathered his own gang, and they usually acted with impunity.

Each person has a limited supply of food every day, with three meals a day in fixed quantities.

Gu Jun has a big appetite and is picky about food. He does nothing all day but try to get more food.

The military has tried to manage this, but every time they finish educating the person, they just go back to doing what they were always doing before.

Even if Gu Jun didn't do that, his men would follow suit and offer him food obtained through illicit means.

The law does not punish the masses. The military can discipline one or two people, but it is difficult to manage a large group of people.

At first, things were fine. The apocalypse amplified people's negative emotions, and occasional minor conflicts didn't attract much attention.

As time went on, the number of military personnel decreased while the number of ordinary civilians increased, making the management of the base increasingly difficult.

So much so that even someone like Gu Jun dares to talk back now.

Will they dare to fight back after some time?

Yu Muhuai coldly glared at the dark-skinned, calculating man opposite her, a chilling and ruthless killing intent lurking in her eyes.

The soil of willpower is somewhat weak, pressing down tightly on the sword to prevent it from breaking through the soil.

Yu Muhuai's tongue lightly touched his gums, and he only felt an itch in his teeth.

No, my hands are itchy too.

The mission in this world is quite good, it suits her taste.

Gu Jun seemed to sense something, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

He looked around but didn't find anything wrong.

The farce that unfolded at noon ended with the intervention of Yu Muhuai and others.

In the evening, another rescue team returned to base.

The team started with five people, but now only three remain.

One of them turned into a zombie and was executed by their own hands.

Despite their immense pain and utter exhaustion, the group delivered a message to the commander-in-chief.

They found out about a medical research institute somewhere that seemed to be developing a zombie vaccine and was making progress.

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