You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 256 The Eccentric

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Women in the Wanhao District usually fall into one of two categories.

They are either prostitutes or playthings for men with some power and status.

Either way, they are seen as having an extremely low status, especially in the eyes of the male survivors who struggle on the edge of hunger and death, they feel an unspeakable envy and contempt.

They envy these women for being able to use their bodies to obtain resources, yet they hold great disdain and scorn in their hearts.

This almost paranoid view has long been deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Hidden in the bottom of everyone's heart.

Therefore, when this man uttered these obviously teasing words, instead of trying to dissuade him, the others became even more interested and amused.

After all, from the outward appearance of this woman, she clearly was not someone who lacked food or clothing.

While her figure was slender, it wasn't weak.

Her skin looked very full.

She must be doing well.

But why should a woman like her live so well?

Compared to her, the men present were like cockroaches scurrying out of a garbage heap, disgustingly filthy, with a stench of long-term immersion in trash.

This envy quickly gave rise to a desire and impulse in many.

Or perhaps it was just the thrill that caused it.

Craving to tear the woman's clothes, to smear her clean face with various excrement, defile her, to let her also feel the hardships of life.

But this impulse was ultimately suppressed by the indifferent and tough-looking guards outside.

Even the man who spoke only did so with his mouth.

His body remained motionless.

Much more honest than his eyes.

The woman was originally walking ahead, thinking they were just curious and asking her about the rules here when she heard their words.

She then stopped and turned around, saying,

"You should know where you are, right?"

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"This is the company..."

She had just begun speaking when her eyes already discerned the desire and dissatisfaction in the men's eyes, and her previously gentle expression immediately turned cold.

"According to the company's regulations, those who violate the rules and steal within the base,"

"will be punished according to the value of the stolen goods."

"Minor offenders will be sentenced to labor re-education."

"Serious offenders will have their hands cut off."

"Or be dragged to the square in front of headquarters to be hanged and displayed."

Suddenly, the crowd in front of her quieted down.

He was wearing a mask on his face.

It resembled a smiling face.

The pitch-black eye holes looked somewhat sinister.

Before the crowd could get a clear look at the eyes behind the mask, the man had already approached them and then uttered a few words from his throat: "Follow me."

The voice was rough and deep; rather than speaking, it sounded more like a rumbling growl.

Many immediately got goosebumps.

It really didn't sound pleasant.

But since the man had spoken, it indicated that he was the person the receptionist had mentioned would meet them, so, without much hesitation, they all followed him.

The man had come from the corridor on the right yet led them straight into the one on the left.

However, they stopped after only a few steps in front of a room.

The sound that resembled scraping glass rose again.

"Go in."

Liang Zhijie, who was following behind, paused for a moment, then quickly understood the implication and gave the person behind him a look.

The person behind him also appeared startled but quickly showed a trace of joy.

The first room is mine?

Is there really a big bed to sleep in?

He attempted to step forward, pushed the door, and the room's door swung open instantly.

"Hahaha!"

"Then I'll go in first!"

Upon seeing the big bed inside, the person could no longer contain their excitement and, after speaking, twisted their body to enter and closed the door behind them.

From behind the door panel, excited shouting and banging soon emerged.

They were probably frolicking on the bed.

Seeing this, the others naturally became eager, and soon all of them, under the direction of the masked man, entered the rooms along the left side one by one.

When it was Liang Zhijie's turn, he was the last one left.

"It's your turn."

The masked man said, looking at him.

His expressions were hidden behind the mask, yet the gaze peering through the two holes always carried an indefinable chill.

Such a gaze upon Liang Zhijie always made his scalp tingle.

It was a familiar sensation, as if being targeted by something.

But he just couldn't recall what it was.

As the door slowly closed, the eerie mask also disappeared in the crack, followed by unhurried footsteps gradually receding.

The crowd hidden behind the door finally let out a sigh of relief.

That strange person was finally gone.