Doomsday: I Can Get a Hint-Chapter 349 - 239: Superpower Exposed

"I’m joining!"

A man stepped forward.

He had a scruffy beard and looked around fifty, his dirty face filled with madness.

"Lao Liu, have you gone mad from hunger?"

His friend grabbed him, shouting angrily.

"Mad? In this godforsaken world, maybe madmen have it better than us."

The man called Lao Liu clenched his fist and cursed:

"Damn it, I’m tired of playing the fool. Isn’t it just death? Can it be worse than living?

Even if I die, I’d rather die full."

"I’m joining too, I’m also part of the Settlement Camp. Now that the camp is in trouble, even if I have no skills, I have to help out!"

Another person stepped forward.

"Let’s do it, it’s just death, who’s afraid of whom!"

...

One after another, people stepped forward.

The officer shouting laughed heartily and generously had them registered. After registration, they could eat and drink to their fill.

"Seriously, since when did these people’s awareness get so high? Have they really gone stupid from hunger?"

A soldier on guard was a bit dumbfounded.

Most of those who stepped forward were from the slums.

If they had this kind of courage before, they probably would’ve gone out to find supplies and food long ago.

They wouldn’t have to cry out in hunger in the slums, surviving on that meager relief food daily.

"Hmph! You think they’re really that noble?"

The veteran beside him snorted disdainfully:

"These people, they used to be brainworkers, many were white-collar workers, even small bosses before the apocalypse, quite smart.

They know that if they can’t hold out this time, they’ll die too, so they might as well eat their fill."

"Ah?"

The soldier was still a bit confused.

"What? You still don’t get it?"

The veteran gave him a glance, shaking his head helplessly.

This kid was pretty good physically and in combat ability, but he was too young.

A bit slow in thinking.

"They are the lowest of society. Do you think if the city can’t be held, they’ll evacuate these people first?"

"Oh...so that’s it!"

The young soldier seemed to understand a little.

"Moreover, if it comes to that, they might be forced to the battlefield, becoming cannon fodder to buy time for the main troops.

They are of no use to the Settlement Camp, just a group of parasites. Dying would be better."

The veteran took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag:

"Rather than being forced to die later, they’d rather have a full meal and go voluntarily. Maybe they could gamble for a slim chance of survival."

"This..."

The young soldier looked bewildered.

He didn’t expect there to be so many angles to this.

"This is reality, not fiction. All of them are educated, knowledgeable, not just fools to be easily deceived."

The veteran exhaled a long stream of smoke, with a bitter smile on his face.

He seemed like someone with his own story.

Yes!

This is reality, not a novel.

Even if it’s just a nobody, he is an individual with independent thinking.

Not someone who can be easily fooled with a few words.

Some of them might have been masters at deception.

During the Dark Age, a few people could capture a city, a few hundred could march thousands of prisoners.

Why?

Because everyone was smart, all had their own calculations.

Shoot the bird that sticks out!

Everyone knows that no matter the result, the first to emerge would surely die.

So not many are willing to stick their necks out.

Even if they did, as long as they’re quickly killed, it’s hard for others to follow, unable to form a comprehensive resistance. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Many, even when dying, waited for others to emerge.

The result was, hundreds of thousands got slaughtered without any resistance.

Even these smart ones were hiding, scraping by.

But now, there’s no hope for them.

Once the city falls, they’re dead!

They have no hope.

Coupled with the heavy armor soldiers in front, and the lure of benefits and food, they finally stepped forward.

The upper echelon of the Settlement Camp had long expected this.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have set up this act.

Those old foxes are far better at grasping human hearts than this veteran.

...

The battle lasted nearly a day, the zombie horde had broken through the first, second, and third lines of defense.

Pushing straight for the Settlement Camp.

The Superpower Users fought Fatty Bai for a long time, some even got seriously injured, but in the end, were unable to kill Fatty Bai.

Fatty Bai, upon being attacked, quickly summoned several third-level monsters.

The other two Fatty Bai were also closing in.

With the zombie horde repeatedly breaching defenses.

The Superpower Users had no choice but to fight as they retreated.

Otherwise, if their escape route was cut off, trapped in the zombie horde, even as Superpower Users, they’d die.

"Cough~~"

In the hospital, a Superpower User coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

He had been severely injured on the front lines and rescued.

He had been hit by Fatty Bai’s thick intestines, the terrifying force damaging his internal organs.

Even though he was a Superpower User, with recovery abilities far beyond normal people, his vitality tenacious, he was on the brink of death.

Many others were in similar conditions.

They’d also been seriously wounded, though not as grievously as him.