Wang Yong has so skills. Not only is he an Insect Control Master, but he also has gathered three professionals under his command, though now only two remain.
For any superior, having a professional is a valuable asset. From the mont they started killing rats, a blood feud was born between both sides. However, Chen Feng doesn’t want to negotiate; he only wants to conquer.
Over six hundred survivors, that’s essentially a small base. If he captures that place, Chen Feng will have additional leverage in his hands.
He has a debt of gratitude to Feng Zhiyong. Without him, Feng Zhiyong would have died during the battle against the Corpse Beetles, as crises are everywhere in the apocalypse.
Professionals are a variable. Those who care about the people and put slaying monsters in their hearts are indeed in the minority. Most people, however, have beco inflated with power.
Arrogant, unpredictable, in ti, many factions and Battle Groups will rise!
As the food was brought back into the house, everyone’s faces were filled with excitent. Having enough food indicated they could hold out for much longer.
After the combat personnel put down the food, they stood obediently in place, occasionally casting glances at Chen Feng, waiting for his instructions.
The previous battle had already intimidated everyone. At this mont, Chen Feng’s prestige had reached its peak, and no one dared to voice any objections.
Chen Feng took a step forward, looked around at everyone, and said loudly, "I don’t need to tell you that you must be aware of what’s happening in this world. Peace no longer exists, replaced by death and fighting. I don’t care what you thought before, but now, I need you to work for wholeheartedly. As for rewards, I will protect you so you can continue living."
With a kick, he knocked over a box, spilling many cans of beef.
Many people swallowed hard; they hadn’t eaten at for days.
After a pause, Chen Feng spoke again, "I don’t like people who are half-hearted. If you don’t want to be restricted, feel free to leave now, but those who stay must accept orders, or else, you know the consequences."
A chill descended upon everyone. So won and children began to tremble, and even the n who had previously faced Ghouls found their knees shaking, almost causing them to fall.
Chen Feng’s intimidation was too strong; ordinary people couldn’t resist it at all.
Seeing the fear and dazed expressions in everyone’s eyes, Chen Feng shook his head slightly. No wonder professionals saw themselves as superior; it was because two classes had long since ford.
Just a little pressure made ordinary people so terrified.
Wei Xun took a deep breath and was the first to react, speaking in a low voice, "I swear to serve you to the death!"
With Wei Xun’s response, others also regained their clarity and responded unevenly, "I swear to serve you to the death."
After saying these words, so people had strange expressions. After all, they had all lived in a civilized society, where work was rely an employnt relationship, unlike now, where it felt like signing a contract of servitude, dedicating their body and soul entirely. Still, they understood they had to make a choice.
Outside was too dangerous.
Previously, hiding in the bunker, they hadn’t realized it. But this ti, going outside, they finally understood what a wasteland was, desolate and overrun by monsters. What good was freedom if soon enough, they would be killed by monsters and beco food?
But Chen Feng could summon such powerful monsters to confront enemies, and with such strength, he could more than sufficiently protect them. Only a fool would go outside to seek so-called freedom.
This situation is like in peaceful tis, where so envy the idea that the moon is rounder abroad. They only see the scent of so-called democracy, ignoring the smoke of gunpowder in the air.
Lord?
Neither here nor there.
But Chen Feng didn’t correct it; it’s just a title. Once he has military rank, he can completely change his title again.
A stable force benefits developnt. Even though Chen Feng yearns for freedom, he still needs material needs, as do other professionals. They have families and ties. On one side, there are monsters in the wild; on the other, there’s an orderly and stable city-state. Naturally, they will choose the latter.
Only in this way can they fully invest in pioneering and fighting.
Chen Feng looked at Wei Xun, his first professional subordinate: "From now on, everything here is under your control. Not only that, but I also want you to organize the personnel. Combat personnel will be divided into groups of ten, with added health officers and food managers. Work must be done to stockpile supplies. Anyone caught hoarding food will be killed!"
"Sanitation must be cleaned daily; there can be no space for bacteria to breed."
"And... I don’t want to see acts of violence. If it’s consensual, I don’t care, but those who dare to force won, don’t report it to ; execute them on the spot!"
A series of commands issued from Chen Feng’s mouth, and everyone nodded in agreent.
A force without order is just a rabble of people. Chen Feng won’t get involved in matters of the heart. If people genuinely like each other, he won’t intervene excessively, whether it’s one-on-one or one-to-many. After all, the surrounding pressure is too great, and such behavior is also a way to relieve stress.
Order.
This concerns the prosperity of the force.
Chen Feng is not a judge, unable to dedicate his life to fighting darkness. In fact, darkness can’t be completely eradicated, as human hearts are unpredictable. He doesn’t try to change anything; he rely adds a shackle to everyone.
There’s no gradual, gentle persuasion, no forcing goodness. He doesn’t care how ruthless or evil people are outside, but in his domain, they must follow his laws.
The fire of order has been lit.
Anyone who dares to touch it will end up as fuel for this fla, turned to ash!
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