The sky was gradually darkening.

Outside the villa gates, the number of zombies and ghouls was overwhelming.

Zhou Feng's men were panting and exhausted, except for the squad that was still valiantly stabbing away.

The others had collapsed on the ground.

They were both hungry and tired, almost at their limit.

Zhou Peng was already considering bringing in the women.

However, at that moment, a group of people appeared in the distance, running towards them with makeshift spears in hand.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Peng was startled, and the exhausted minions struggled to get back on their feet.

Their hearts filled with a chill.

Now they were hungry and tired, almost out of strength.

This group chose this moment to make trouble for them; if a fight broke out, their chances looked slim.

"Don't misunderstand, we're here to help, not to fight with you."

The youthful leader at the front wore a friendly smile:

"We're all with Brother Hao now; Brother Hao said that the Blue Sky Villa District belongs to all of us.

We can't let just your group do all the work while we enjoy the benefits in the back.

Brothers, retreat for now; Brother Hao has prepared food and water for you, and we'll take over."

"What?"

Zhou Peng and the others were initially stunned.

Brother Hao?

What Brother Hao?

However, when they saw several large stainless steel barrels being brought over and the contents within, nothing else mattered.

"Long live Brother Hao!"

Regardless of who Brother Hao was, even if he were a rat in the sewers, they would still shout long live.

But Zhou Peng's expression darkened.

Wang Hao had already managed to sway so many people so quickly.

And they dared to come here to win people over.

Most of the people under them were original residents of the villa district.

They had little loyalty to their brothers, and some were even brutally suppressed by them.

Zhou Peng was a playboy, but having followed Zhou Feng and Zhou Gang often, he understood a few things.

He didn't eat the food brought by Wang Hao; instead, he hurried toward Zhou Feng's villa.

Something big was about to happen!

He might not eat, but the others would.

Five barrels.

One was potato and braised meat, one was soy-braised large bones, another was braised drumsticks.

Another barrel contained mushroom and black fungus rib soup.

The last and largest barrel was filled with white rice.

Wow, they even managed to prepare a three-dish meal with soup.

And mostly meat at that.

They urgently needed to replenish their protein.

If it were before the apocalypse, they might not have bothered with this food.

However, at this moment, it was undoubtedly delicious.

Forget meat, they hadn't had a proper meal in a long time.

They had been eating gruel made from whatever they could find mixed together.

Yet even with such things, they couldn't get full.

If not for a sliver of reason holding them back, they would have already scrambled for it.

"Everyone, don't rush. Brother Hao has plenty of food; just eat your fill."

The young man from earlier was directing people to serve the food while laughing joyfully.

His name was Han Dong, a top real estate agent who used to sell luxury villas.

Through hard work, he made a decent amount of money, later starting his own real estate company. With his accumulated wealth, he bought a townhouse in the Blue Sky Villa District.

He was very persuasive, with a certain ability to charm people.

Inside Zhou Feng's villa.

Zhou Peng rushed over in a hurry.

"Big brother, something's wrong, something big is happening."

He didn't even have time to catch his breath and quickly explained the situation to Zhou Feng.

A flash of horror appeared in Zhou Feng's eyes.

"We might have underestimated Wang Hao."

After a while, he finally spoke.

He hadn't imagined Wang Hao would act so quickly.

He had even thought about organizing people to seize resources once the monsters were repelled.

Or negotiating; there would always be a way to get something.

He hadn't expected Wang Hao to cut him off completely.

This level of calculation was frightening.

"Big brother, about second brother..."

Zhou Peng was now worried about Zhou Gang.

Zhou Feng had previously thought maybe Zhou Gang had encountered some accident or had been spotted by Lin Yuennan and they lost track.

But now, it seemed that might not be the case!

"Do you think it's possible that all of this was a trap set by Wang Hao?"

Zhou Feng suddenly voiced this thought.

Zhou Peng shuddered, his face full of shock.

"No... that can't be, right?"

His voice trembled, instinctively feeling that it was impossible.

If that were true, then Wang Hao would be terrifying.

"In this world, nothing is impossible. Zombies, ghouls can appear, what else couldn't?"

Zhou Feng lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply, exhaling smoke rings:

"Troubled times create heroes. The stagnation of social classes held many capable people struggling at the bottom.

Now everything has been reset; those who were once obscure might now shine the brightest.

It seems Wang Hao might just be such a person. What he lacked wasn't ability, but merely an opportunity."

"You mean he might know we eavesdropped on their conversation?"

Zhou Peng was still in shock and confusion, shaking his head in denial:

"That's impossible! Only the three of us brothers knew about the radio.

Second brother wouldn't, big brother you even more so, I..."

Suddenly, his expression changed. Looking at Zhou Feng, he waved his hands dismissively:

"Big brother, I assure you, I didn't leak it. I have that much discretion."

"I'm not saying you did."

Zhou Feng puffed on his cigarette, thinking for a moment before speaking:

"The supplies, they're real, everything is real. Maybe he's just careful and made many plans in advance.

I suspect he might really be a bit paranoid, persecutory delusions! You can see it in the supplies he's prepared and how he's fortified the villa."

He paused here.

A bitter smile tugged at his lips: "In this apocalypse, perhaps people like him might survive longer and live better."

"This..."

Zhou Peng was left bewildered.

Since when did being a lunatic make one more powerful than a normal person?

No—

It seemed many geniuses had some degree of madness.

But often it was precisely because of their madness, or perhaps psychological flaws,

that they achieved things normal people could not.

But were they really mad?

Perhaps, in their eyes, it was ordinary people who were crazy.

It's just that there were so many ordinary people, thus making these few geniuses appear mad.

Truth, often rests in the hands of the few.

Zhou Peng felt like his CPU was about to overload.

"Big brother, what should we do next?"

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