"Yeah, take care of yourself, this world is so damn difficult!"
As they spoke, resentment and unwillingness gradually emerged in these people's tone.
This emotion includes sympathy for Liu Qingzhi, but more importantly, it is a lament for the collapse of order in the world after the outbreak of the apocalypse.
Ordinary people without strength are just ants that can be crushed at will.
The final result is either starvation or beating to death. The worst case scenario is being eaten by mutants.
But even so, everyone tried desperately to survive.
Live one day at a time, and in order to extend this deadline, work hard to climb up. The rotation game every five days is an opportunity for people like them who live at the bottom.
After Liu Qingzhi swept his eyes over these people, he looked towards the square arena in the middle.
This ring is very similar to a boxing ring.
It is two steps higher than the ground, with four corner posts installed at the four cardinal points, and is surrounded by four chains on the outside, serving as ropes to divide the arena area.
The rules of the rotation competition do not allow the borrowing of weapons, and firearms, daggers, etc. are all prohibited.
It's a bare-knuckle duel.
It is also because of this that awakeners with hearing and vision are often at a disadvantage compared to those with strength and speed during rotation matches.
But that's the rule.
It doesn't matter which aspect of the awakened person is, or whether they are awakened or ordinary people.
As long as you are strong enough, you will win if you can beat your opponent to the point where he cannot stand up or falls off the ring three times in a bare-knuckle duel.
Liu Qingzhi shifted his gaze to the wall with the soldiers' names on it.
The densely packed walls were filled with the soldiers' names in neat rows.
Liu Qingzhi didn't intend to challenge anyone, so he just glanced at them and looked away. But Zhao Jiayan walked over actively and looked for the surname Wang among the names of the soldiers on the front wall.
Listening to what these people just said, the soldier last night should be called Wang Jun.
Zhao Jiayan quickly found Wang Jun's name tag, tore it off and looked at it. He immediately felt like he had discovered something new. He walked over to Liu Qingzhi and pointed at the age under the name: "Xiaozhi, look, that short, ugly guy is only 25 years old?"
He said venomously: "I thought he was at least thirty-five, but this lecherous man looks so old."
In just two sentences, he changed the way he addressed Wang Jun three times.
Shorty, ugly, toad.
Liu Qingzhi generally would not make any judgment on other people's appearance or age, but there were always exceptions in everything, so at this moment, he nodded and replied: "You are right."
As soon as Liu Qingzhi finished speaking, a mechanical and cold electronic sound suddenly rang out.
"Soldier Wang Jun's name tag has been torn off. Please arrive at the competition carriage before the rotation begins."
"Soldier Wang Jun's name tag has been torn off. Please rotate."
This electronic sound rang three times in succession, loud enough for people on the second floor and the bottom floor to hear.
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A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL
RomanceLiu Qingzhi is a retired boss of Infinite Flow. Because of a system transmission error, he became a passerby in a revenge upgrade book. In this book set in a post-apocalyptic wasteland. There are only a few words to describe him as a passer-by - Huo...
