Yi Siying's incident quickly spread, after all, many people were present at the time.

The matter was somewhat surreal and caused sighs; a fake Dawn City elder actually wiped out a base.

The deterrent power was too strong.

Awe-inspiring.

In just two days, it spread throughout the vicinity of Shendu.

Some newly arrived survivor bases around Shendu were also stunned to hear about this.

This...

They had never heard of such a powerful base; it was simply shocking.

In their minds, a powerful base would have to personally take action to destroy another.

But this one just gave an order, and that was it.

Chen Luo's murderous gaze, the distribution of seeds, and the stories of him helping with anything for money were all revealed for the newly arrived bases to know.

In one of the newly arrived bases, the leader, Zhao Jing, couldn't believe his ears when he heard about Chen Luo's deeds.

Zhao Jing exclaimed, "Dawn City is absolutely not to be offended."

Zhao Jing's brother, Tong Yang, thought of something and said, "Brother, remember that mutant corpse we got a month ago, the one we couldn't extract a crystal from?"

"Why not have that Chen Luo try? We'll offer him a reward."

A month ago, Zhao Jing had obtained a strange mutant corpse. It wasn't strange in appearance, nor could it kill after death.

The only strange thing was that no matter what method Zhao Jing used, he couldn't crack open its skull and obtain its crystal.

Zhao Jing had truly tried everything: soaking in water, burning with fire, freezing with ice, electrocuting with lightning, but nothing could damage the mutant corpse in the slightest.

It was very strange.

Although he didn't know why it was so strange, Zhao Jing was certain that this corpse was extraordinary.

Zhao Jing chuckled, "What reward can we offer him to take action? If that treasure falls into Chen Luo's hands, will he even return it to us?"

"Besides, Chen Luo might not even be able to open this zombie's skull."

Although Chen Luo's reputation sounded good, Zhao Jing didn't believe there could be any truly benevolent people in the apocalypse.

Especially someone like Chen Luo, who could build a large base; none of them were soft-hearted.

If you weren't ruthless, you couldn't rise to the top.

Tong Yang said dejectedly, "So we'll just keep it? Maybe it's a mutant anomaly, which is why its body is so strong."

"Who knows when we'll be able to open its skull."

Zhao Jing stroked his chin, pondering whether to take it to Chen Luo for a look.

If he kept it, he really couldn't open it.

But if he sent it to Chen Luo, he was afraid Chen Luo would steal the treasure and kill him.

At the same time, Zhao Jing was very curious about the corpse. Why couldn't it be opened?

Sometimes Zhao Jing was so curious he couldn't sleep at night.

That evening, Tong Yang said, "Brother, think of something. Our supplies are soaked in water, and the rice is all moldy."

Zhao Jing looked worried. Even the moldy rice was running out.

They were outsiders, and the resources that could be obtained around Shendu were already scarce. The easy pickings were already gone.

If they tried to rob other survivors, they weren't strong enough.

They had actually been robbed by another base once.

Zhao Jing gritted his teeth and said, "Go catch rats."

What else could he do?

The mutated rats were very large now, and one was enough to barely fill a survivor's stomach.

As for the taste, just think of it as eating shit.

Just then, a large group of survivors surrounded them.

Zhao Jing quickly shouted, "Prepare for battle!"

A scarred man said coldly, "Now that you're in our territory, it wouldn't be right if you didn't pay some protection money, would it?"

"Not much, just a ton of rice, or other supplies of roughly the same value."

Zhao Jing observed them. He only had four hundred people, while the other side had about three hundred more.

Although he was at the peak of Level Five, he wasn't sure he could survive a fight.

The scarred man snorted, "Our boss is Level Six, so don't get any ideas. If you dare to resist, we'll leave no blade of grass standing."

"We also have connections with Dawn City, so don't be ungrateful."

Zhao Jing shuddered. Level Six?

That was terrifying to them.

Especially since they had connections with Dawn City. They could wipe them out in minutes.

Zhao Jing said with a smile, "Boss, we're a small base, we really don't have that much stuff. We only have about half a ton of rice, how about we give you five hundred jin?"

In the early days of the apocalypse, rice was the staple food of the lower-level survivors. Now, with resources dwindling, even the upper echelons had a hard time eating rice at every meal.

The scarred man's eyes lit up, and he gestured, "Go in and take all their rice."

Zhao Jing clenched his fist, wanting to resist, but he really didn't dare.

Soon, more than half a ton of rice was taken away by the scarred man's subordinates.

The scarred man spat and said, "Disgusting, it's all moldy."

The mutant corpse was also discovered, but no one bothered to take it. It was just a corpse.

It looked ordinary.

Watching the scarred man leave triumphantly, Zhao Jing could only rage impotently.

Zhao Jing collapsed to the ground. He hadn't been willing to eat that rice, even though it was moldy. He had planned to catch rats.

Zhao Jing's subordinates also looked numb.

Tong Yang even started to cry, "Brother, if you hadn't stopped me, I really would have fought them. What's the point of living like this? We might as well go out in a blaze of glory and be brothers in the next life."

Zhao Jing's throat was hoarse, "Sigh, tomorrow we'll take the corpse to Dawn City and see what happens. Hopefully, it really is a treasure."

Tong Yang was stunned, "But we don't have a treasure that's worthy of Leader Chen's attention."

Zhao Jing shook his head, "Sigh, I heard Dawn City also provides protection services. If they protect us, we won't have to be bullied."

Zhao Jing had also thought it through. Before he could figure out how to break open the corpse, his subordinates would probably be dead.

As long as he gave the treasure to Chen Luo, Chen Luo wouldn't steal it and kill him. He still had to maintain his reputation.

If you paid him, Leader Chen would really get things done.

Zhao Jing had heard that much.

Unless he was courting death and kept the treasure for himself, which would tempt Leader Chen, he wouldn't be in danger of being killed.

Zhao Jing made this decision, and Tong Yang, who had already had this idea, naturally wouldn't refuse.

That night, Zhao Jing pinched his nose and ate a black rat. He used to have rice, but now it was gone.

Zhao Jing found a car, put the mutant corpse in the trunk, and took his men to Dawn City.

The location of Dawn City could be easily found by asking around.

On the way, Zhao Jing and the others encountered another group of local bullies.

But Zhao Jing and the others were truly poor. They were tattered and ragged, and it was clear at a glance that they had nothing of value.

They had nothing on them.

Just a few cars.

A few cars weren't enough to make people resort to robbing hundreds of people.

Zhao Jing was expressionless. The weak were destined to be bullied. He hoped they could find a powerful backer.