"Crack, crack, crack."
The shutter door at the entrance of the supermarket slowly rose.
"Roar!"
Outside the supermarket, many monsters attracted by the blood were gathering.
The shutter door had only risen a little when the ghouls eagerly crawled in.
So of them lay on the ground, gnawing on the bodies of the n.
Others headed straight for the second floor.
The zombies followed closely behind.
As the shutter door opened,
A thick scent of blood wafted out.
Further away, the monsters caught a whiff of it, all turned towards the supermarket, and started moving crazily in that direction.
At this mont,
Wang Hao and the others silently opened the back door and slipped away.
Not all the n in the supermarket had been killed.
Zhao Hu and his team had left two alive.
They were tied up.
One of them was responsible for leading the way ahead.
This was called a pathfinder.
In the city, with buildings everywhere, there were many blind spots in view.
You might suddenly encounter a zombie popping up from sowhere and biting you.
Moreover, so humans would set traps, which was also troubleso.
In such cases, a pathfinder was needed.
They were responsible for stepping on landmines.
So pathfinders were volunteers from within the group.
Of course, there’s a compensation.
They would receive more supplies.
Then there was the current situation of Wang Hao and the others, forced!
Using captured survivors to pave the way.
Wang Hao didn’t bother about such matters either.
Holding Xiaoyueyue’s hand, he walked in the middle of the team.
Feeling that the trip was quite rewarding.
He gained a lot of knowledge!
If he had stayed in the villa as before, occasionally taking Xiaoyueyue out to hunt,
He wouldn’t know when he could acquire this knowledge.
These were strategies summarized from practice.
Wang Hao thought that it was necessary to grasp these skills and knowledge.
Although he had decided to keep Xiaoyueyue by his side,
Unexpected events could always happen.
He couldn’t guarantee that he would be with Xiaoyueyue at all tis.
If soday he needed to venture out alone, the skills and experiences of Zhao Hu’s group would co in handy.
Admittedly, having an edge was useful.
But it was also a double-edged sword!
Just like in gaming,
If you use hacks early on and sweep through everything, and suddenly can’t rely on those hacks later, you’d be left clueless and beco extrely weak.
No matter how good your equipnt is, having no skills or techniques could get you beaten badly.
"Roar!"
About twenty minutes later,
As they passed through a small alley, a ghoul suddenly leaped out from the nearby cardboard boxes, biting the pathfinder’s thigh.
"Ah—ah——"
The man let out a piercing scream.
The blood and commotion imdiately attracted a few nearby monsters, who rushed over and started gnawing.
The man’s screams quickly ceased.
Seizing the mont while the monsters were feasting, Wang Hao and others swiftly passed through.
"You! Walk ahead."
Reaching a slightly safer location, the guard pushed the other expendable person.
Having witnessed the previous events, the remaining expendable’s legs went weak.
He fell to his knees before the group.
Banging his head on the ground like pounding garlic,
"Please, masters, spare , I beg you, spare ."
He wept, snot and tears streaming down.
"Damn it, lead the way, or I’ll kill you now."
The guard kicked him to the ground instantly, followed by a flurry of punches and kicks.
Wang Han, at this mont, her face pale without a trace of blood.
She clung tightly to Yang Tian’s arm.
Yang Tian patted her small hand, chuckling:
"Don’t worry! As long as you behave, I’ll definitely protect you."
"I’ll behave, I’ll behave."
Wang Han nodded repeatedly.
Yang Tian laughed heartily, quite satisfied with Wang Han’s behavior.
Fear is very easy to control people with.
Many people always say, use great love to convert others, kinship, love, friendship, and other complicated things.
One has to admit, these do work a bit, but people are inherently selfish.
By contrast, fear and desire are easier to control people with.
In ancient tis, an emperor’s fury could leave corpses strewn for a million, and rivers of blood.
Many also kill to set an example, even in civilized society, there’s the tradition of a new official’s three fires upon taking office.
This is using fear to govern.
Of course, if combined with desire, it’s even more perfect.
Like promotion, pay raises! Performance bonuses, commissions!
So even have employee stock ownership plans.
These leverage your desires, making you willingly work hard for them.
Yang Tian believed this was the true path.
Love?
Being cuckolded seed to have beco normal.
Friendship?
For money, backstabbing is common.
Even brothers at odds, father and son turning against each other happens a lot.
Of course, those unwavering loves and friendships willing to sacrifice oneself do exist.
But they are so rare, only erging after shared hardships, many bonds, rely individual anecdotes.
Fear and desire, however, apply to ninety-nine percent of people.
"Stop, stop, I’ll lead, I’ll lead."
Unable to withstand the beating, the man could only cry and beg, agreeing.
Leading was a one-in-nine chance of survival, whereas refusing ant certain death.
"Hehe! Lead well, once we get past the busy market and reach remote areas, we’ll let you go. We’ll even give you so food."
Yang Tian chuckled.
"Really?"
A glimr of hope rekindled in the man’s eyes.
With hope, there was no despair.
"Haha, of course, it’s the unspoken rule, we won’t break it."
Zhao Hu laughed heartily.
"Oh?"
Wang Hao’s eyes lit up.
Feeling like he’d learned sothing new.
This chanism was indeed quite effective.
Isn’t this just the combined use of fear and desire?
"Alright! I’ll lead, I’ll lead."
After taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, the man started walking forward.
A pathfinder’s role is only to find the path, helping everyone avoid so setups, not just to be a sacrifice.
When encountering scattered monsters along the way,
The guards would step in, using spears to dispatch them.
Thus, Wang Hao and the others continued walking along the path.
Along the way, Wang Hao occasionally glanced at the towering pillar of purple light on Purple Gold Mountain.
He wasn’t certain if it was an illusion, but he felt that the closer they got to Purple Gold Mountain, the more spiritual power the Blade of Plunder seed to channel, and the stronger it beca.
Was spiritual qi not constant?
Could it vary with different regions?
After thinking deeply about it, he believed it likely.
In many cultivation novels, isn’t it just like this?
In those Grotto Heaven Blessed Lands, spiritual qi is abundant.
Even in modern tis, the air in the countryside is better than that in the city!
Suddenly, Wang Hao’s expression changed, he stopped and looked in a direction.
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