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"I am still a human being. I can't do such a thing. Those are human lives. They are my compatriots."
Moyin sighed and took another sip of wine.
"We can't keep this gathering place going like this. The people who are still alive will slowly but continuously die, and the surrounding supplies will be exhausted in about a year. By then, I'm afraid the people here will turn to cannibalism... I can't just leave those poor people alone."
Putting the empty wine bottle aside, Moyin said sadly.
Originally, he thought he could take a short break here, enjoy life with the tactical dolls, and plan how to use the 1.4E resource points.
He didn't expect that this place was also a hell. Although he would not become one of those people living in hell, he felt uncomfortable just by looking at the miserable conditions of the survivors.
"Yin, no matter what decision you make, even if you abandon all these survivors, I will always be by your side. I believe you can solve this problem."
HK416 squatted down and hugged Moyin.
The last time HK416 saw Moyin so fragile was the first time they met. Moyin’s judgments along the way were all correct, so HK knew that Moyin just needed a little encouragement and comfort now.
"Either we find someone from among the survivors in these gathering places to be the leader, or we release Boss Qin outside and take some of the supplies away."
16 unscrewed another bottle of rum and drank it while speaking.
"Wouldn't that make the people in this gathering place live in a life worse than death? Power can blind people's hearts. They have become accustomed to Boss Qin's behavior and will imitate him."
"Those children outside will watch their parents starve to death, women being insulted, and men being robbed. Even if I can control it when I'm here, it will still become like that after I'm away for a while."
Moyin shook his head and rejected 16 pigeons' suggestion.
Chapter 176: Tactical Dolls...are Weapons That Kill People
"Then I can't do anything. At least they are still alive and don't want to die. This is how the fittest survive. If they can't survive, it's their own problem. There will always be someone who can survive."
16Ge shrugged, clinked his bottle with Moyin again, then opened a bag of peanuts and started eating.
Their tactical humanoids usually only focus on carrying out combat missions. Even if their mental modules have thoughts, they will not think about issues related to human nature.
"Commander, we can't help you with this problem because we are just tactical dolls... We are weapons that kill people and objects that take the lives of others."
"It doesn't matter to us what happens to ordinary humans. As long as I have your order, I can kill everyone here. I think you are the only one who can solve this problem. We tactical dolls cannot understand your inner feelings."
"These people are afraid to fight. They are useless deserters on the battlefield. They will also hinder us in order to survive. Living will waste food. Beautiful women can satisfy your carnal desires, but I can't understand why you care about others."
AA12, who was sitting on a few bags of rice, answered nonchalantly while holding a lollipop in his mouth.
"I agree with 45th sister's point of view. Those survivors are not our family members. Commander, why should you care about them? If they die, it has nothing to do with you. Commander, you don't owe them anything."
UMP9 also expressed her thoughts with a smile on her face.
"How, how can this be? Even if they are useless, they are still lives. They are my and the commander's compatriots. We can't just watch them live worse than pigs and dogs!"
**9 retorted seriously.
"Then what do you want to do? Are you going to stay here and be the leader of the gathering place to feed these useless rubbish? If you do this, more and more survivors will crowd here in the future. Even if you have food in a granary, it will not be able to withstand the large number of people. Don't be naive to think that you can save everyone."
"If we take these people with us, they will naturally not be willing to be abandoned if the situation requires it one day in the future. They may even endanger the safety of the commander."
UMP45 sneered and asked sarcastically.
"What if we train them? If we train them to be qualified warriors, they will be able to be self-reliant."
M|99 retorted in dissatisfaction.
"Rabbit, no, those people outside don't have the qualifications to be warriors. They have been frightened and would rather starve to death than go out to fight."
M762, who was playing with bayonet knuckles, spoke calmly.
Moyin drank bottle after bottle of various drinks beside him, hoping to numb his mind with alcohol, but he sadly discovered that due to the collapse fluid reshaping his body, his physical metabolism was extremely fast. He drank four or five bottles of wine, all of which were metabolized through sweating after his whole body became hot, but his consciousness was still very clear.
"Okay, you are not allowed to drink anymore. Don't think about anything today. I want to sleep with you!"
HK416 grabbed Moyin's collar and lifted him up from the ground. Then he waved to the agent and carried Moyin into a room.
"Ah, it looks like 416 is going to cheer up the Commander in her own way. Let's go for a walk outside. I'll leave the guarding of the Commander's door to you. 9, shall we go?"
UMP45 waved to UMP9, and the two walked towards the exit of the haunted house.
"Sister 45, where are we going?"
Sitting on the back of the motorcycle, UMP9 asked curiously.
"Why don't you accompany me to investigate some things first? I was a little interested in it before."
"That sounds like fun!"
UMP9 said excitedly.
"Of course it's fun, ha ha ha, maybe it's a big secret?"
"That's great. The commander also said that we can swim in this water park. I asked and the swimming pool was already empty. I was so unhappy. By the way, where are we going to play?"
"Haha, let's go for a walk in the city first. I won't let you down."
UMP45 showed a hidden smile on her face.
The motorcycle carried the two people into Fuqing City.
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Type 95 called more than 30 survivors to the supply warehouse and moved more than 20 bags of rice to the porridge shed set up in the gathering place.
Soon several bags of rice were put into several large pots.
As soon as the rice was put into the pot, the survivors around gathered around and lined up impatiently.
"Beauty, why did you suddenly take out so much rice today? Are you going to cook it all in one meal?"
The middle-aged man at the front of the line at the porridge shop spoke to UMP40 carefully, with a hint of anticipation rising in his heart.
Under normal circumstances, Boss Qin's people would open a porridge shop every two days to provide relief to the poor in the gathering area, and the amount of rice they took out was only about a quarter of what this group of beauties brought out.
Originally, the poor people at the bottom of the settlement didn't care much about the changes in the situation, but now it seems that the new people in power are much better than Boss Qin and his gang.
"Well, after the meal is cooked, each person can get two bowls at a time. If you are still hungry after drinking, you can go to the end of the line and queue again."
"Can I get it after I queue up a few times?"
A glimmer of hope appeared in the middle-aged man's turbid eyes.
"Well, it's possible, but judging by the number of people at the gathering, I think we'll have to wait in line twice at most."
"Then we have breakfast and dinner, right? The new boss is really kind and generous. When Boss Qin and his men were in charge, we could only have one meal every two days."
The conversation between the middle-aged man and UMP40 frightened the survivors who got off the bus. It seemed that life in this gathering place was not easy. At least they had a full meal in the morning after following the convoy.
Thinking of this, the survivors who had originally followed Type 95 started working quickly, fearing that Type 95 would leave them here.
"You guys, go find a board and write the rules of the porridge stall on it and put it aside."
UMP40 thought about it and spoke, writing down the rules for getting porridge on the board so that she wouldn't have to explain it to people every time.
Soon, the aroma of rice rose from the pot.
The poor people blew on it a little and then drank it impatiently.
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Entrance to Fengjing Water Park.
Two old Santana 2000s drove up from a distance and then stopped steadily at the gate.
A sturdy man got out of the car, followed by several men with cigarettes in their mouths.
"Brother Hu, you guys are back. How was your harvest this time?"
Several mamas immediately came over with a group of young ladies.
"Haha, I found a small supermarket, it's not bad. Zhang Fang, your nurse uniform is really nice. Stay with me tonight. The harvest was good this time, so I'll give you 20 kilograms of rice as a reward."
The sturdy man pinched the mama-san in nurse uniform and said with a laugh.
Several men also hugged two girls on both sides and started to touch them.
The girls who were hugged by them did not refuse and called them "brother" sweetly one by one.
Chapter 177: Living Standards of Ordinary Survivors
"Okay, husband, I promise to serve you comfortably."
Zhang Fang was delighted. The ladies generally paid three to five kilograms of rice for each customer, but Brother Hu asked for twenty kilograms at once, which obviously meant he had made a fortune. One night's service would be enough for her to eat for more than a month.
"Where's Captain Zhang? Why hasn't he come out to collect his commission yet?"
Hu Zi asked doubtfully. In the past, that skinner would have come to take 10% of the supplies. This made him a little confused.
As for the bloodstains on the ground, he was no longer surprised. After all, it was a common practice for newcomers to the gathering place to be stabbed.
"Captain Zhang and the gatekeepers were killed. The group that rushed in just now seemed to have suppressed Boss Qin and his men as well."
"That bitch Xia Mei hooked up with that gang. She just took her young ladies to move some supplies. The rules for the survivors who return haven't been decided yet, but I heard they opened a porridge stall to help the poor."
"Ah? All dead? When did it happen?"
Hu Zi was shocked. He had thought about resisting when he first joined the gathering place, but when he saw the guns in the hands of the men guarding the city, he had no choice but to swallow his anger and hand over the supplies into the gathering place.
I never thought that just a few days after I left, the gathering place of more than 2,000 people had changed hands.
Boss Qin has more than a dozen guns under his command, and the force that can eliminate Boss Qin is obviously more powerful than him.
"Tsk, I'll come find you guys later. I'm going to go pay a visit to the new boss first."
Hu Zi was shocked. Since he lived in this area, he naturally had to say hello and show his attitude first.
Otherwise, if the other party doesn't like me, they will expel me. It won't be easy to find such a safe place again, not to mention that there are more than a hundred beautiful women here.
Although one has to pay a 10% commission on supplies to enter this gathering place, this gathering place is also a twisted paradise for those who dare to go outside to search for supplies.
Before the disaster, he was a brick-carrying worker. Even if he worked hard all his life, he could not marry a beautiful woman. However, after the disaster, he could not only sleep with these beautiful women at will, but also enjoy expensive cigarettes such as Zhonghua, which he could not afford before.
Therefore, Hu Zi did not want to leave this gathering place. After all, he had already paid for the entrance fee here, and he would be ripped off if he went to a larger gathering place.
"Hey, wait a minute, Brother Huzi, that bitch has hooked up with someone else. He just took a bunch of girls to get some supplies from them. He must be enjoying himself now. If you go there now, you'll be interfering with their good fortune."
When Zhang Fang saw that her food coupons were about to be lost, she quickly and tenderly grabbed Hu Zi's arm.
"That's right. I'll go visit the boss tomorrow. Come with me in the car."