70: The group of girls

Brother Dong died, his head exploded like a watermelon, and the other two also met their demise.

"What do you plan to do with these people you saved?" Tang Ping asked indifferently.

Wu Zhenhai was silent; he really didn't know how to deal with these seven women.

"Do you think you saved them? In fact, you've only made them die sooner. Within a single night, these women, without any abilities, will be torn apart by the Infected and become dinner for those beasts," Tang Ping calmly dug into his canned luncheon meat.

"But..." Wu Zhenhai clenched his fist, "I can't just let them be sold around like goods!"

"In the apocalypse, being able to become goods is already a kind of luck for them, at least they can survive, isn't that right?"

"But do they want to live like this?"

"Of course not, but they are afraid of death, or rather, they don't dare to die, and they have no ability to resist, so they can only live this way." Tang Ping's calm words sent a chill down one's spine.

Wu Zhenhai felt his brain buzzing; was his wife, his daughter, experiencing something like this too?

But he couldn't protect them, because before the apocalypse, his wife and daughter had gone abroad for tourism, to Australia.

His heart was full of regret; why, why did he agree to them going abroad to travel back then?

"No!" Suddenly, a woman spoke.

"I'm not afraid of death!"

Her numb gaze suddenly filled with tears, like a living person: "I just, I just wanted them not to kill my son. I'm willing to trade myself for food!"

Tang Ping was surprised, but his face showed no expression: "Foolish. Do you think if you sell yourself, they will treat your child well?"

"They said they would, they said they would." The woman's voice gradually weakened, tears rolling down, and before they hit the ground, they were devoured completely by the greedy wind and sand.

"None of you have recognized your current position."

"Of course, it might also be that you yourselves are unwilling to recognize it."

After saying this, Tang Ping didn't pay any further attention.

The people inside the supermarket fell silent.

Only the sound of wind and sand pouring in could be heard.

"Please, save me, I don't want to die." Suddenly, a girl of seventeen or eighteen pleaded.

"How about I take them back to Spark Base?" Wu Zhenhai spoke, unable to bear it.

Chen Pingliang, on the other hand, had been oblivious from beginning to end, silently eating the bread in his hand.

Tang Ping rubbed his forehead: "It's over thirty kilometers in a straight line; aren't you clear how we fought our way here?

Do you think, on the way back, how many of them will survive? Also, Wu Zhenhai, you need to understand what you came out here to do, and there are too many people like them. Are you going to save them every time you see them?"

"Please, save me, I don't want to die." The girl pleaded.

Wu Zhenhai lowered his head.

Suddenly, a girl of eighteen or nineteen spoke: "Can I borrow your knife?"

The girl's gaze fell on Tang Ping.

"You can." Tang Ping handed over the knife.

"Thank you for saving me earlier." The girl touched the knife; it was very sharp and easily cut her fingertip, but she seemed not to feel the pain, letting the fresh blood drip.

"What a good knife."

"You've used it, let me use it too." A woman of twenty-five or twenty-six next to her said in a hoarse voice.

"You should ask the owner of the knife, not me."

The twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old woman looked at Tang Ping.

"Whatever."

"Do you want to die? It's better than being gnawed on tonight." The woman suddenly turned around; the others silently lowered their heads, not responding.

"Please, save me, I'll do anything." The girl on the ground crawled over to grab Tang Ping's foot.

Tang Ping frowned, annoyed, and moved away: "I can't save you, and no one else can either."

The girl froze, and resentment immediately appeared in her eyes: "Why! Why won't you save me! If you don't save me, why did you kill Brother Dong just now! Originally, I could have lived if I was sent to another base, but now because of you, I have to stay outside and wait to die! You are responsible!"

"You harmed me!"

Wu Zhenhai's eyes widened suddenly, looking at the girl with some shock.

The girl got up, her eyes full of hatred: "It's all you, it's all you! Why did you kill Brother Dong! I clearly didn't have to die! Why did you have to meddle! Originally, with my looks, no matter where I went, even if I relied on selling myself, I could live very well. You ruined me! You must take responsibility!"

Tang Ping spread his hands: "See? This is your misplaced sentimentality."

Wu Zhenhai was still frozen in place, quietly watching the girl who was constantly accusing him.

Slap!

The young mother who was willing to sell herself for her son slapped the girl. Her hand trembled: "This slap is from your mother. Your mother was torn apart by the Infected to save your life. Is this the only way you want to live?!"

Slap!

"This slap is from us women. You even treat yourself as merchandise, demeaning yourself so much, not valuing yourself. You truly make me feel ashamed."

Slap!

"This slap is from me. Consider it repayment for the food I shared with you, consider my food fed to a dog!"

"Why are you hitting me! What right do you have to hit me! What kind of thing are you! How are you nobler than me! Aren't you going to sell yourself too!" The girl instantly went crazy, pouncing on her with claws bared.

"What did I do wrong, what did I do wrong! Only you are pure! Can purity be eaten as food! Can purity keep me alive!"

"What did I do wrong."

The girl slumped to the ground, crying: "I just want to live, what did I do wrong? Just letting those men play around, and I can get food and water. Why can't I?"

"Why can't I?" The girl suddenly looked up at Tang Ping, seemingly wanting an answer.

Tang Ping ate the canned food in his hand, not replying to the girl slumped on the ground. After all, what did it have to do with him?

He walked around and came to the girl who was holding the knife and cutting her own neck.

The blade had already cut through the skin, and blood was seeping out, staining the pale skin red.

He gently pinched the blade.

The girl looked up blankly.

"Bind this, then unbind it and return it to me."

A shelter item appeared in Tang Ping's hand.

"You know what this is, but it's not for you. If you don't exchange it, I can still get it back by killing you."

The girl didn't understand what the other person wanted to do, but she obediently took it, then heard the system's voice.

Afterward, she bound it and then unbound it.

Tang Ping handed it to another girl, the one around twenty-five or twenty-six, repeating the process.

He then handed it to the young mother, finally taking it back.

As for the other four girls, they didn't know what had happened.

Tang Ping inserted the knife into the sheath on his back.

Leaving a sentence.

"The more cruel the environment, the more women at the bottom will be objectified. To break free, you either climb higher or change the environment.

Now is the apocalypse, a very different kind of apocalypse, but also full of opportunities everywhere. Everything has just begun, and strength is the only thing that matters. With strength, you are at the top, you are the one who sets the rules of the environment.

I'm giving you an opportunity. As for your future, that's up to you."

"Old Wu, Old Chen, let's go."

The torn rolling shutter door of the supermarket still let in wind and sand. Two girls and one woman could only squint to see.

"They left."

"Yes, they left."

"So what do we do?"

"Go back to Tendong Base and say that Skyhawk Base killed these three people." The eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl's eyes seemed to have flames rising within them.

Her gaze pierced through the pouring wind and sand, looking at the vanished figures.

"I will become the one who sets the rules."