Ly Long said: "Yes, I'll take them to eat something first, and I'll introduce you later."
"Alright."
That survivor from the base watched Ngo Dong Luong and the others' departing backs, his mouth curling up, a sinister light flashing in his eyes, chuckling darkly.
In a spacious room, a rectangular dining table.
Everyone looked at the food in front of them, saliva flowing uncontrollably. Since the apocalypse, they hadn't eaten hot food for a long time.
Although it was only simple vegetables and some minced meat, for them, it was already an extremely luxurious meal.
If it were before, they would absolutely not even look at it, and might even raise their heads and roar, "Just this food... even beggars would spit at it."
Ly Long stood before the table, "Everyone, please bear with it. We only have such simple food. It's been a while since the apocalypse; many things can't be preserved."
"Brother Long, this is already very good."
"Yeah, I can't wait anymore."
"The smell is really too fragrant. If Mo Phuong and Truong Hao were with us, how good would that be? I wonder how they are now."
How could the group possibly dislike this food? In their opinion, it was simply a delicacy from heaven.
"I don't want to say much more. Eat quickly. After you finish eating, I'll take you for a stroll around the base to familiarize yourselves with the environment," Ly Long said with a smile.
As he finished speaking, the group immediately started eating. The entire restaurant was filled only with the sound of bowls and chopsticks and the sound of wolfing down food.
The smile on Ly Long's face grew brighter and brighter, his gaze calmly watching them.
Eat, eat.
They felt that something was wrong. Their heads were heavy, and they felt drowsy.
Thud!
Thud!
Head after head collided with the tabletop. All the survivors who had eaten fell unconscious.
"Hey, it's delicious, right? The taste of this food is very delicious. It's such a pity for you to fall asleep like this."
Ly Long muttered to himself, looking at the people slumped over the dining table, the smile on his face growing brighter and brighter.
Then.
The sound of footsteps came. People from the base pushed open the dining hall door and walked in.
"Brother Long, there are quite a few this time."
The person who came in looked at the unconscious survivors on the scene and also showed a brilliant smile.
Ly Long's smile faded, "A total of nine survivors. This one is not bad; keep him. Put a dog collar on him. The other eight, send them out directly."
"Alright, no problem at all."
Their base was real, but rescuing survivors was fake. All along, they had been deceiving survivors to come here, and then selling the deceived survivors as goods.
The trade wasn't for money, but for various kinds of food and zombie crystals.
As for the final fate of this group of survivors, he only knew a little. It seemed they were used for research.
Now was the end of days, and living survivors were becoming fewer and fewer. The number of experimental subjects the other party needed was enormous.
As long as they could capture living survivors, they could exchange them for all sorts of good things.
••••••
After a while.
Ngo Dong Luong woke up in a daze. He didn't know what had happened; he had just suddenly lost consciousness.
Suddenly.
He seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly looked around vigilantly. He saw Ly Long looking at him with a smile.
"What did you do to us?"
Ly Long knew there was something wrong with that food.
Then he touched the metal collar on his neck, which was tightly pressed against his skin, "What is this? Who on earth are you?"
Ly Long said: "Don't get excited, listen to me. This is indeed our base, but we are not here to save survivors, but to sell survivors to others. I think highly of you, so I kept you. The thing on your neck is very dangerous; it's a small bomb device. As long as I want, it will explode in an instant, bang, directly blowing off your neck."
"You..." Ngo Dong Luong couldn't believe it would be like this, actually saying they wanted to sell the other survivors. This was something he couldn't accept. "I'll fight you!"
After speaking, he rushed towards Ly Long, his anger having muddled his mind. However, the moment he got close to Ly Long, he was directly kicked to the ground, clutching his abdomen and retching.
"Don't make a fool of yourself. I kept you because I value you. In these times, if you still want to live by the old ways, that's an extremely foolish act. Join us, have food, have drink, you absolutely won't lack anything."
Ly Long walked in front of Ngo Dong Luong, grabbed his hair, lifted his head, stared at him, and told him the benefits of joining.
"Damn it."
Pain appeared on Ngo Dong Luong's face. He was a martial artist, formerly a boxing coach. He didn't expect the other party's strength to be so terrifying; one kick almost made him lose his ability to move.
"Don't think about being a hero. You've been wandering outside until now. What do you eat every day, and what kind of life do you live? You know it in your heart. People have to adapt to the times and live for themselves."
Ly Long softly told him about the terrible state of the apocalypse, making him recall the hardships he had suffered during this period.
"Maybe you want to be a good person and don't want to harm others, but what's the use? The order has long since collapsed. If you're good to him, he might, for a little bit of food, turn around and stab you viciously."
"People have to live for themselves."
Ly Long enunciated the last sentence word by word.
Ngo Dong Luong, kneeling, seemed to be shocked by Ly Long's words, staring blankly, as if these words were constantly swirling in his mind.
"I understand."
"Good, it's good that you can think it through. Work well with us, and the future will be bright."
Ly Long had long known the result would be like this. Firstly, Ngo Dong Luong was a person, an ordinary person. When the situation changed, and he had no choice but to join, his heart would automatically transform and join the stronger side.
"Come, I'll show you our base."
Ly Long led him out of the restaurant.
"This is the breeding area."
Ngo Dong Luong saw several people imprisoned in the cells in this room. However, these people were generally older.
These people were like walking corpses, with no light in their eyes, completely numb.
He saw someone holding a black, block-shaped item, eating it at the sentry post.
"What is that?"
"Food."
"Food?"
"Yes, high protein, made from cockroaches. There's a special cockroach breeding place in the base. These people can only eat these things."
"Then why are they locked up?"
Hearing Ngo Dong Luong ask this, Ly Long smiled mysteriously.
"You guess."
For some reason, when he saw Ly Long's mysterious smile, he felt a shiver down his spine, and his heart couldn't help but thump.
Under Ly Long's guidance, he saw many unbelievable scenes, feeling more and more like he was in a terrifying abyss.
These people were completely crazy.
In the apocalypse, they wore human skin but did things like demons.
A helicopter landed outside.
Several men in black inspected the goods, "Not bad, the quality is very good. Eight survivors. The goods you want are all here."
Ly Long smiled, "Thank you."
Then, a man in black walked in front of Ly Long, took out a tube of mysterious potion, "Here's a good thing for you. We researched this a while ago. I think you might need it someday."
Ly Long took the potion and looked at it carefully. The liquid inside was blue, looking like something that often appeared in movies.
"What is this thing? It looks quite scary."
"Giant No. 1 potion. If you encounter danger someday, just drink it, and you can obtain incredibly terrifying power."
"Haha, I wouldn't dare to casually drink the things you guys research. But... thank you."
Ly Long really wanted to know what kind of messy things these people were researching.
Unfortunately...
These people were very mysterious. When they first found him, he knew these people weren't simple. They had abundant supplies, all sorts of good things, and even weapons.
Exchanging living survivors for needed supplies, and it had to be young survivors.
Getting involved with people.
Could this thing be simple?
"Oh right, the survivors I encountered today, they said they wanted to go to the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter. If there really is a shelter, then there must be many survivors. Haven't you thought about making a big score there?" Ly Long said with a smile.
He hadn't obtained the "Zombie Illustrated Guide," so he didn't know the situation of the Sunshine Shelter.
The man in black said: "I advise you not to have such thoughts. It's very dangerous."
Ly Long said in surprise: "Is there really a shelter there?"