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Chapter 1500: Chapter 666: Return (Part 2)

"Mr. Diao, I personally believe that selling surrounding seats is the most reliable method. We can try it first and see the effect."

Fang Yu laughed.

"Alright, I’ll leave it to you then."

"Yes!"

Song Zhenrong withdrew.

Soon, the bloated team began receiving news.

"What?! Are we going to adjust the area where everyone camps in the camp?"

"How can this be! We were the first to follow the lord, when we escaped the city together, we naturally stayed closest to the lord. Why should there be an adjustment!"

"Everyone witnessed the lord’s strength that day. Now that the lord has awakened, the level of protection he can provide is naturally extraordinary. Even if there’s a sudden attack by a Great Demon, staying close to the lord ensures protection... Hence, the adjustment in position does have a justification."

"I’ve had my eye on those refugee positions for a long time. If it weren’t for Mr. Song maintaining stability and asking us not to cause trouble, what right do those refugees have to sleep close to Mr. Diao!"

"What’s the condition? Just food? For now, we’re only accepting food... Go! Go and buy up all the nearby guys’ food at high prices! My life is much more precious than these lowly people; I should be staying close to the lord, the one who needs the most protection!"

"Centered around the tents of several lords, within a hundred meters is one price. Every ten meters thereafter is another price. The further out you go, the cheaper the price. Once beyond a certain range, there’s no fee required, but conversely, the protection will be delayed, and being on the outskirts means encountering attacks first if demons appear!"

The sudden team adjustment caused a stir in everyone’s heart.

There was resentment, hatred.

With no food to eat, people were starving, and yet they were being pushed to the outer circle to act as shields for the wealthy, human shields.

This lord is no different from the Ten Major Families!

The resentment, the venomous thoughts were buried deep within, daring to anger, but not daring to speak.

Some were delighted, satisfied.

Where there are people, there is the world; where there are people, there are differences in status.

Before the spokesperson awakened, everyone fled together, seemingly with no distinction.

Now, it’s time for some order, some distinction of high and low, rich and poor.

And they were the ones fleeing with their assets, naturally deserving better treatment!

Agitation, chaos, unease, all sorts of emotions spread within the team.

But in the wilderness, in the wild where demons could appear at any time, they had no choice.

Once they left the shelter of the team and ended up alone, it was synonymous with a death sentence.

Even those who fled with house servants and Protectors couldn’t guarantee the Protectors’ ability to safely reach the next town.

But Fang Yu could!

Anyone who had witnessed Fang Yu’s strength wouldn’t doubt his ability to safely escort them all to town.

It’s like protection fees, and it was just a low-cost protection fee in the form of some food.

For those with wealth in the team, this protection fee was too cheap! Cheap to the point of being unexpected.

And for those without money or food, they could only watch helplessly, go with the flow, grateful just to be able to move with the main group.

Everyone had different thoughts, everyone considered different issues, but without exception, not a single one opted to leave the team and fight alone; instead, they all chose to stay, with only a position adjustment within the team.

The wealthy bought positions, moved closer to Fang Yu’s tent, encircling Fang Yu as if in a protective circle. Beyond them were those with a little money or some ability, selling body cost. The outermost were the refugees who were almost out of food.

Despite some grievances, dissatisfaction, nobody dared to speak up, instead quietly endured.

Although Fang Yu took on a notorious reputation, undoubtedly now Fang Yu held a large amount of supplies, the most affluent in food reserves in the team.

But Fang Yu was unaware of all this.

Because he had completely handed the matter to Song Zhenrong to handle, while he himself was still in the tent, undergoing Ding Hui’s examination.

Ding Hui’s examination today was somewhat rough.

However, given the vast difference in strength between the two, Ding Hui’s small actions had no impact on Fang Yu at all, at most... it just felt like Ding Hui was in a more agitated mood today...

Fang Yu resolutely played dead, silently endured.

He even thought, should he just close his eyes and start snoring.

Is this sleep?!

Ding Hui immediately saw through Fang Yu’s trick.

She was a bit angry; such an examination required cooperation from both sides for real-time information correspondence.

Now with Fang Yu ’gone,’ many checks couldn’t proceed and could only conduct some basic checks.

"Becoming less pleasing to me."

Although saying this, Ding Hui bent down, rested her cheek on Fang Yu’s bare chest, slowly closed her eyes, and listened to the strong and powerful heartbeat.

Ding Hui’s eyes became distant, intoxicated and infatuated, as if she wished she could dig out that beating heart and hold it in her hand, examining it intently.

...

In reality.

"Whew—"

Fang Yu exhaled.

Compared to the game, the air in reality seemed somewhat turbid.

But compared to the constant life-and-death threats of the game, reality was much more relaxed.

No demons, no refugees, no extraordinary beings other than him.

If he desired, even in the last six months before the apocalypse, he could become the master of this world, playing with it wantonly, destroying it wantonly, acting without restraint.

But Fang Yu was human.

At the very least, a person with relative boundaries.

Although such extremely evil thoughts might flash through his mind, he would never act on them.

Thinking and doing are vastly different.

Everyone has had crazy thoughts, but if acted upon, that makes one a lunatic.

Knock, knock.

Knock, knock, knock.

The sound of knocking.

Fang Yu felt a bit surprised.

He looked towards the door.

"Come in."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Fang Yu felt it was inappropriate.

He was used to being a lord in the game, didn’t even say please.

How could he be impolite to his uncle like this?

No matter what, his uncle’s daughter died because of him.

Sister Jin may not be completely dead, but now she was in a vegetative state, her soul missing, hopes of awakening slim...

Fang Yu pondered this while realizing the person entering wasn’t his uncle Qi Sheng, but someone in a suit.

Upon remembering, Fang Yu realized... His uncle never knocked, always entered directly.

No wonder it felt strange.

"Mr. Fang, I am President Qi’s private assistant; you can call me Xiao Qi."

Brother, you’re almost fifty or sixty, and you’re asking me to call you ’little’...

"Brother Qi."

"..."

Brother Qi smiled, not wasting time on the title, and said directly: "I’ve been assigned by President Qi here, one, to contact you first when President Qi isn’t around. Two, to compile and exchange information between President Qi and Mr. Fang when President Qi isn’t available."

Fang Yu scratched his head.

"So, my uncle isn’t at the base now?"

"Yes, President Qi is busy with other matters, requiring personal oversight... However, he has transmitted some messages here in installments, waiting for Mr. Fang to review. These intelligence messages are classified as... top-secret level, even I can’t view them. Only President Qi and Mr. Fang have the authority, while I’m merely responsible for safeguarding the information."

Top-secret level authority... When did I have this authority...

Fang Yu scratched his head.

"Is uncle very busy?"

"He’s just temporarily unavailable to contact Mr. Fang. Once President Qi is free, he will personally reach out. My presence is just an emergency measure in case Mr. Fang returns and can’t find anyone, unable to understand the situation in time."