Chapter 46
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Chen Feng's words were like a sharp blade, penetrating everyone's heart. Looking at the corpses on the ground, some people whimpered and vomited, but even so, none of them protested.
Either obey or die.
Without further explanation, Chen Feng used facts to explain the price of breaking the rules.
Chen Feng would not raise a group of useless people. If these people wanted to live under his protection, they had to show some sincerity.
The apocalypse was cruel. These people had already lost at the starting line. If they were left on the street in this state, they would only end up as meat for the monsters.
Therefore, they had to learn how to become a real warrior.
Since ancient times, those in power had to use bones as a foundation to get to the top.
Ding Liang fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, looking like he died with a grievance. Before the apocalypse, he was the awe-inspiring school board member. It could be said that he completely controlled the school's lifeline.
In that era, he was a well-deserved successful person. With the resources and ability in his hands, he did not need to use both soft and hard methods. There were a lot of female students who took the initiative to climb onto his soft bed. What they were after was his connections and relationships.
And now.
This upper-class person who used to enjoy the good fortune of having multiple wives was lying on the ground, his chest easily pierced. He died so suddenly.
This was the apocalypse.
In the absence of power, life was as soft as a cake. A light touch and you would die without even a chance to resist.
What, you're a shining star. In the past, your concert would be watched by tens of thousands of people. The female fans who chased after you would cry and shout to give themselves to you. Okay, are you a professional? No! If you're not, why are you talking nonsense? Go outside and stand guard. If you don't stand properly, you won't even have a moldy bun.
You're a real estate tycoon with an annual income of more than a billion. You want me to protect you and say you'll give me a lot of money! Money? In this world, money was a pile of waste paper. As long as your fist was strong enough, you could have anything you wanted.
Madness.
This world had become a little crazy under the influence of blood. Some professionals, after gaining power, boasted that they were above the rest. They were violent and crazy. It could be said that they burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil.
Meanwhile, some of the opposing factions, such as the Inquisitors, rose to power. They hated all darkness, and their goal in life was to rebuild the ruins.
Polarization would give rise to many unforeseen events.
Insects, monsters, demons, villains, judges, and nobles. Every person and every creature had their own camp. Some were evil, some were good, and some were neutral.
Compared to some pure lunatics and dull judges, Chen Feng was a firm believer in his own beliefs.
Lawful Evil.
A saber cleaved the path of life and death.
Chen Feng's way of dealing with things was very simple. Those who threatened his plan and his life were all enemies. There was no need to be merciful to such people.
Next, he was going to build up his forces.
Although he had joined the army and Feng Zhiyong had promised to give him a military status, Chen Feng still lacked his own power and trusted aides.
The air-raid shelter was just the beginning. Chen Feng was going to start from here. He was going to gather the survivors in the vicinity and form an armed force that belonged solely to him.
Facing thousands of monsters, even an Epic expert would have a moment of exhaustion.
A force was like a placenta, and an individual was like a baby.
An outstanding force would constantly nourish an individual. Moreover, a stable and prosperous force would be easier to attract the allegiance of experts.
Wei Xun was his agent.
The superior never did things by themselves. Only by remaining mysterious would people feel reverence. Just like gods, ordinary believers expressed their sincerity through priests. They had no way of coming into contact with the real gods. Mystery represented power. It was precisely because of this that they were so devout and believed that the gods they worshipped had the power to reach the heavens.
Wei Xun was indeed a mad dog. Just now, this mad dog had killed two people without any explanation. He had intimidated everyone present. To these people, Wei Xun was powerful.
On the other hand, Chen Feng had made Wei Xun listen to him with a few simple words. At this time, Chen Feng's shadow loomed over everyone's hearts.
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