Chapter 81: Internet Celebrity with Millions of Fans

The blood moon hung high, casting an extra layer of eerie strangeness over the desert.

Yet the camp beneath the sand dunes was unusually lively.

Of course, this liveliness was confined to a very small area.

The other survivors were drooling as they smelled the aroma of meat coming from beside the bonfire.

The large pot over the bonfire might only contain a few canned meats and dried vegetables - things picky eaters wouldn't even touch before.

But now, these were incredibly precious ingredients that were hard to come by.

A tape recorder beside the bonfire was playing music.

Seven or eight people sat in a circle around the bonfire, chatting and talking.

The large pot over the bonfire was a full meter in diameter.

The ingredients in the pot had been contributed equally by both teams, following an unspoken agreement.

In this kind of apocalypse, feeding seven or eight people was practically a disaster.

Several bottles of baijiu had been opened.

Captain Mo Huairen had a full cup right by his hand.

Each time he took a small sip, he looked utterly delighted, as if drinking celestial nectar.

Actually, the baijiu they were drinking today wasn't famous or particularly good quality.

It had been collected earlier from Longevity Village.

A small village supermarket naturally couldn't have any premium liquor.

"Sigh~~~ I used to be just a village official back in the day, with only seven or eight family members."

"Our village couldn't compare to those wealthy villages, but we were better off than many others."

"Aside from water shortages, everything else was pretty good!"

"Later, lots of people came to our village, saying there were ghosts outside and the cities were gone!"

"How could I believe that!"

"But more and more people kept coming!"

"Little Chu, you wouldn't know - everyone told you the cities were gone, people were gone!"

"You don't understand how panicked I felt back then!"

The former Captain Chu had now become "Little Chu."

Chu Che felt so irritated he was grinding his teeth.

Damn it, you're a captain, I'm a captain too - we're equals! How dare you call me "Little Chu"?

And in front of so many people too?

This isn't appropriate.

But to gather information, Captain Chu could only endure it.

"Old brother, take your time telling the story, let's drink slowly!"

Chu Che poured his own cup of liquor into the old man's cup.

After all, Chu Che wasn't much of a drinker himself, so giving it away was no loss.

The old man's eyes narrowed into slits.

Clearly, this old man enjoyed both tobacco and alcohol and never refused any offer.

"This won't do, this won't do!"

His words said one thing, but his actions were quite honest.

"Little Chu, you wouldn't know, these people were really bad."

"At first when they came to our village, we treated them well with food and drink, but later they..."

"They weren't satisfied and started robbing us!"

"Oh my goodness, those bastards, they were truly despicable..."

The old man drank while using his chopsticks to fish for meat in the large pot, talking with grease dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The general situation was that the cities had been taken over by anomalies.

Survivors came to their village.

Then conflicts arose with them.

Later, anomalies started appearing in their village too.

They fled from the village.

Their experience wasn't much different from others.

"Old brother, what about the government and military later? Didn't they take any action?"

"We have so many people, so many troops - how could there be no movement at all?"

"Old brother, I heard Shanghai is finished."

"That's Shanghai! A super city with tens of millions of people!"

"How could it... just be gone like that?"

Chu Che asked with a heavy expression and unwillingness in his heart.

"Oh, they did take action!"

"That... go call that fat guy over!"

The old man used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of meat and tossed it out.

A man thin as a monkey leaped up, grabbed the piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, not caring whether it was hot or not, chewing wildly as he ran toward the group of "slaves."

Soon a tall, thin man appeared.

This man's appearance completely contradicted the "fat guy" image.

"Hehe... Little Chu, this guy used to be really fat, they say he was even some kind of official before. Now with no food, he's become this thin."

"He escaped from Shanghai! Listen to what he has to say."

"He knows a lot."

Chu Che's eyes lit up slightly.

The tall, thin man suddenly called to the front trembled all over, but still managed to stand.

"You, tell Brother Chu about it."

The tall, thin man composed himself, then slowly began to speak.

Shanghai was one of the nation's top cities - few in the country, let alone the world, could compare to it.

This man had previously been a public official in Shanghai.

When anomalies began erupting in Shanghai, the government clearly took action.

But the anomalies came too fiercely, leaving all of Shanghai unable to react in time.

According to this tall, thin man, Shanghai changed almost overnight.

When night fell, the entire city became ghostly silent.

The more crowded the area, the more anomaly cases erupted.

Calling it hell on earth wouldn't be an exaggeration.

This naturally caught the attention of higher authorities, who quickly dispatched military forces, but unfortunately the situation wasn't contained.

Conventional weapons were completely useless against these anomalies.

In just a few days.

Humans retreated step by step.

Shanghai became a human forbidden zone.

Later, organized teams were sent to investigate Shanghai.

Countless people entered Shanghai for investigation, one group after another.

But not a single person returned.

Shanghai was now one of the most dangerous uninhabited forbidden zones in the nation, even globally.

When he reached this point, the tall, thin man trembled all over, tears streaming down his face.

It was only when Chu Che noticed something was wrong and told him to just give the general details and avoid specifics that they prevented triggering more terrifying memories.

"Then, didn't the government establish any bases?"

"I know about this!"

Mo Huairen waved his hand, dismissing the tall, thin man, then said to Chu Che: "I've heard the government had a survivor base in the south."

"That base had hundreds of thousands of people!"

"Later there were too many people, then anomalies invaded - some died, some escaped!"

"Sigh... There was someone in the camel train before who escaped from there, but he died a few days ago, otherwise I'd have him tell you."

"Not just this one."

"There were several bases established one after another."

"The larger ones had hundreds of thousands like before, the smaller ones had just a few hundred!"

"They're all gone now!"

"Sigh..."

"This apocalypse now, damn it all..."

"Just live one day at a time, don't think too much."

"Motherfuckers!"

Mo Huairen gulped down the liquor in his cup, his face flushing slightly.

Chen Ye poured his own liquor into this old scoundrel's cup.

He lit a cigarette and started smoking.

The old scoundrel didn't even glance at Chen Ye, smiling at Chu Che instead.

"Never mind, it's the apocalypse anyway, just muddle through day by day."

"Little Chu, do you want to see an internet celebrity?"

"My little wife is a big internet celebrity, they say she used to be a huge star with tens of millions of fans."

"The money she made in one day is more than what people like us could earn in ten lifetimes."

"If not for the apocalypse, I wouldn't dare dream of touching such prime meat!"

"Hehe... She dances really well, do you want to watch?"

Chen Ye wasn't particularly interested in such things.

He glanced at his System.

The technique deduction still had ten hours remaining.

It should be completed tomorrow morning.

But... this camel train probably wasn't so peaceful.

If a fight broke out later, he would stick close to Sun Xixi - a Sword Immortal Sequence Open Blade Realm expert wasn't someone to be taken lightly.

Chen Ye had already made up his mind.

If he could win, he'd fight!

If he couldn't win, he'd run!