Due to the commotion, a lot of people were attracted over to see what was going on up ahead. Ren Xiaosu said to Yan Liuyuan, "Hide your gun and wait for me here. I'll go and see what's going on."
"OK." Yan Liuyuan nodded. Ren Xiaosu could not protect him all the time. He had to learn to protect himself and everyone else as well.
Ren Xiaosu squeezed his way to the front. With his current physical fitness, no one could get past him. When he got to the front of the crowd and peeked ahead, he heard Wang Yiheng say fiercely, "I told you to give me your food. Don't you understand human language?"
"But I'm also very hungry," said the bespectacled middle-aged man who had a gun pointed at his head. He sounded like he was about to cry. It was as though he had never seen such a fierce person in the stronghold before.
The managers of the various factories, such as Wang Yiheng, were actually residents of the stronghold. But as they had been out here for a long time, they would more or less carry the arrogance of the wilderness.
They were "imperial envoys" sent from the stronghold and were armed with guns, so they were used to being unreasonable.
At this moment, everyone had entered a completely lawless "world," so they naturally became "wild beasts." But not too long ago, this fellow had almost knelt down and begged Luo Lan to take him away.
Wang Yiheng said to the people next to him, "Search him and those two fatties over there. Their pockets are bulging!"
The people next to him were his workers at the sand factory. These workers usually listened to Wang Yiheng's orders. But because Wang Yiheng had a gun and had promised to help them settle down in Stronghold 109, Wang Yiheng became the backbone of these people again.
But how could the refugees search the stronghold residents? How could they dare to do that?
When Wang Yiheng saw that the people next to him were not moving, he said angrily, "What's wrong? My words don't matter anymore, do they? I have a gun now, so whatever I say goes. Don't worry and search them. They don't have guns!"
Ren Xiaosu got a hint from this. The stronghold should have implemented gun control, which was why Wang Yiheng was so sure the others did not have guns on them.
He took a quick glance and saw that the refugees had subconsciously taken Wang Yiheng's side. On one hand, Wang Yiheng was already very famous in town, and on the other hand, Wang Yiheng had a gun.
At that moment, a middle-aged man walked to the front of the crowd. "Wang Yiheng, you'd better put down your gun. This is no place for you to act like a tyrant."
"Director Ma!" Wang Yiheng seemed very surprised. "Why are you here?"
Chief Ma sneered. "What? You think we are all dead? Give me the gun!"
Guns? Wang Yiheng subconsciously looked at the gun in his hand as if he was making a decision. However, he soon sneered and raised his hand to shoot at Director Ma.
With a bang, Chief Ma fell into a pool of blood. He did not even have the chance to react. He did not expect Wang Yiheng to shoot!
The surrounding people screamed and wanted to retreat, but where could they retreat to?
Wang Yiheng had hesitated for a moment because he used to live under Director Ma's management. But he quickly came to his senses. Now that Stronghold 113 was gone, Director Ma was nothing to him!
Wang Yiheng said coldly, "Stronghold 113 is gone. Everyone will have a fresh start once we get to Stronghold 109. I'm not someone who kills the innocent, but if anyone dares to disobey my orders again, don't blame me for not holding back."
Among the several thousand refugees, there must have been high-ranking officials in the stronghold. But so what? They were nothing after leaving Stronghold 113!
Ren Xiaosu retreated. When Wang Yiheng was killing people earlier, the others did not even dare to make a sound. So he guessed that Wang Yiheng would probably become even more aggressive with the refugees he led.
But what did this have to do with him? It had nothing to do with him at all. As for the gun in Wang Yiheng's hand, Ren Xiaosu really did not think much of it. Just the way Wang Yiheng fired the gun just now looked very unprofessional to him. If Wang Yiheng fired a few more shots in a row, the recoil might even knock the gun out of his hand.
On the way back to look for Yan Liuyuan and the others, Ren Xiaosu suddenly saw a group of young boys and girls dressed in the same blue and white uniforms. He was stunned because he saw the words "Stronghold No. 2 Senior High School" on the back of their uniforms.
Were these students? Ren Xiaosu had heard from Zhang Jinglin that there were dozens of schools in the stronghold. They were divided into elementary schools, middle schools, and high schools. There were even some larger strongholds that had something called a "university."
Zhang Jinglin said that young people of Ren Xiaosu's age could attend classes in clean classrooms in the stronghold. Many teachers would teach them the basics, and they wouldn't have to go out into the wilderness or go to work. The stronghold would even provide some student subsidies.
At that time, Ren Xiaosu was envious. How good would it be if he had been born in the stronghold?
When Ren Xiaosu walked past these students, they glanced at Ren Xiaosu but did not pay him any mind. They did not know how much Ren Xiaosu had longed for something so easily obtained.
The students seemed to have been frightened by the gunshots. At this moment, a young woman beside them said, "Don't be afraid. If there's anything, the teachers will handle it. We've already escaped."
Were these the teachers of the stronghold? Ren Xiaosu glanced at the young female teacher. She was much better looking than Zhang Jinglin. If their school had a teacher like her, even a child like Wang Dalong would probably study hard.
In the blink of an eye, when Ren Xiaosu saw so many students, he suddenly remembered his second side quest!
A thousand gratitude tokens. In the past, Ren Xiaosu did not even dare to think about it. Where was he going to get so many gratitude tokens from?
When he heard about this side quest, his first reaction was to get it from the school. After all, a large portion of the gratitude tokens he had obtained from those students were the reason he was able to complete the quest in the past.
However, after the stronghold was destroyed, the school was also gone. He could not think of a way to get more gratitude tokens for the time being.
Ren Xiaosu remembered that he had thanked him seven times when he killed the Experimentals. If he could thank him, would he be able to complete the quest solo?
Currently, the black saber was quietly floating in a display cabinet in the palace. As long as he willed it, it would appear in his hand. Even now, Ren Xiaosu could not forget the exhilaration he felt when he split open the Experimentals with a single slash!
So if the beginner level was already this powerful, what would the next level of the black saber be like after it was unlocked?
After Ren Xiaosu returned to Yan Liuyuan and the others, he started trying it out in a low voice. Yan Liuyuan, who was next to Ren Xiaosu, looked at Ren Xiaosu quietly and muttered, "Thank yourself for not killing the innocent?
"Thank yourself for bringing Yan Liuyuan up to this point?
"Thank yourself for eating grapes without spitting out the skin!
Yan Liuyuan was speechless.
Ren Xiaosu sighed. It was as though the palace was dead. There was no reaction at all!
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