Chapter 609: The Do-Gooder
"You... you... you..."
Chen Hao stammered "you" over and over, unable to finish what she wanted to say.
The few people across from her looked deeply moved, but still spoke up: "Mr. Chen, are you saying you want me to stay behind while you go?"
Chen Hao nodded repeatedly, the anxiety on her face easing slightly.
The territory under the Great Shun Dynasty's responsibility wasn't in Xi City, nor was it on the busiest or most prosperous streets.
That was because the Great Shun Dynasty convoy only had two Superhumans.
In the Silent Council's eyes, aside from that vehicle, the Great Shun Dynasty's Supernatural Power was still relatively weak.
Although Little Fatty's large vehicle looked quite imposing and had a decent number ranking, most of its capabilities were focused on defense.
Perhaps after leaving Oasis, Little Fatty had made some modifications to the vehicle, but its combat effectiveness remained to be seen.
Since the Great Shun Dynasty was severely lacking in Superhumans, they didn't even have a Pathfinder.
Because of this, their current operation had brought quite a few ordinary survivors along on the vehicle.
As for what those survivors were supposed to do...
Ahead lay a stretch of residential buildings. The first floors of these buildings were various street-facing shops—a hardware store, a small supermarket, a small noodle shop, and the like.
There was even a certain bird courier station.
Seeing that courier station, Little Fatty's interest was piqued.
There were bound to be plenty of undelivered packages inside.
There might even be quite a few useful things in there.
On the other hand, the residential units themselves probably didn't have much to offer.
After all, back when the Anomalies apocalypse had erupted too quickly, most people simply didn't have time to stockpile much supplies at home.
A normal person's home would only have about two or three days' worth of food.
After two years of decay, some food had gone beyond mere spoilage—some had even turned to ash.
Unless they were people who had gotten advance warning, they wouldn't have prepared.
Therefore, the task for these survivors in front of them was to investigate that courier station.
Even if they couldn't get food, as long as they could obtain some other supplies, they might be able to trade for quite a few good things back at the base.
This wasn't a tourist area. The surrounding small multi-story residential buildings looked old and seemed to have little to offer.
When he was initially assigned to this area, Little Dezi was very dissatisfied.
Sending ordinary people to investigate meant an extremely high mortality rate.
If there were Anomalies hiding in that courier station, these people probably wouldn't even make it back.
That was precisely why Chen Hao had stepped in to stop them.
With a heart like a Saint, some of Chen Hao's actions were infuriating to watch. Sometimes you just wanted to grab him by the ear and make him set aside that ridiculous saintly nature.
But if you had such a friend, it would absolutely be something everyone envied.
Being on a team with someone like this was something many people coveted.
Take, for example, the survivors in the Great Shun Dynasty convoy.
However, the order for them to investigate that courier station came directly from their "Emperor."
Little Fatty's attitude toward ordinary people and Chen Hao's attitude toward ordinary people were practically polar opposites.
In Little Fatty's eyes, these ordinary people were just tools.
In Chen Hao's eyes, these people were no different from herself.
This was precisely why Chen Hao and Little Fatty had always had a bad relationship.
Chen Hao was unwilling to leave Little Fatty's convoy for two reasons. One was the side effect of the Quotation Sequence—an obsession and persistence with the promises made back then.
Because in the Quotation Sequence, words were the core of their power.
Once you broke your own promise, your own power would be affected.
The other reason was these ordinary people.
Without Chen Hao's involvement, the ordinary people of the Great Shun Dynasty would probably have died out long ago.
This guy had a damn saintly heart.
She couldn't allow these things to happen in front of her own eyes.
As for why Chen Hao had a better relationship with the Fair Convoy and the others...
Well, that was because the Fair Convoy at least maintained a shred of fairness.
Even though that fairness seemed utterly ridiculous.
But at least it existed, which was much better than those convoys that treated survivors like slaves and private property.
Even Chen Ye, the worst person in the Fair Convoy, had his own bottom line.
These people, whose minds had been affected by the overflow of the Visionary's side effects, had already gone mad. Their heads were filled entirely with so-called loyalty.
If it had been before, Little Fatty's side effects wouldn't have been this potent.
But after all this time together, this energy had already eroded the brains of these survivors.
"Mr. Chen, I know this is your kind intention, but... this is His Majesty's order..."
At that moment, on the giant migration vehicle nearby.
Little Fatty and Little Dezi watched coldly from there.
Little Dezi said, "Your Majesty, if General Chen goes, what if something goes wrong..."
Little Fatty snorted coldly. "It's fine. Let him go! If he runs into danger, I, the Emperor, will act in time and surely be able to save him."
Little Dezi's eyes lit up slightly as he hunched his body. "That way, General Chen will definitely change his view of Your Majesty, and then he'll surely be completely devoted. Your Majesty is brilliant!"
A little flattery was served up, causing the fat on Little Fatty's face to tremble slightly.
Back at the scene, Chen Hao was practically rolling her eyes to the back of her head.
But when she saw that these people refused to listen and still insisted on carrying out the so-called mission...
Chen Hao couldn't hold back anymore and directly charged forward first.
At the same time, a capsule was tossed into her mouth.
It was medicine for her stutter.
If these people died because of this, she would never be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of her life.
"In my name, invincible..."
A strange energy swirled and echoed around Chen Hao.
It was as if, in this moment, Chen Hao had become a great general who had survived a hundred battles.
Chen Hao resolutely charged into that courier station.
"Brothers, we cannot betray His Majesty's trust! Follow me!"
After saying that, one of the leaders led the group charging toward the courier station.
But just as these people reached the station's entrance...
"Boom..."
An explosion rang out, accompanied by a shockwave that sent several of them flying.
And then...
Before everyone's eyes, the residential building they had been standing in front of collapsed with a thunderous roar.
Everyone stared in stunned silence.
The migration vehicle beside them reacted instantly.
Two cannons extended directly from the vehicle's body, aiming into the ruins.
The vehicle had already started up, ready to flee at any moment.
Little Fatty's eyes were filled with fear as he stared fixedly at the collapsed building.
"Hehehe..."
Strange laughter echoed from within the rubble.
There wasn't just strange laughter, either.
Within the dusty ruins, sounds of fighting and furious shouts could be heard.
A figure was battling something strange.
"Go! All of you... go, quickly!"
Fragmented voices came from within the dust.
The people who had been knocked back by the shockwave looked at each other.
Even an idiot could tell what was happening here.
Their legs trembled, fear gripping their hearts to the extreme. They wanted to flee, too.
But since their "Emperor" hadn't given the order, they didn't dare do anything themselves.
Just then...
Layer after layer of teeth emerged from the ground, like bear traps, snapping shut on those people.
Blood splattered, mingling with screams that tore through the night sky.
And that giant migration vehicle...
had already sped off into the distance.
Without firing a single shot.
"You fat bastard! You fat bastard... you... deserve to die!"
"In my name, explode! Explode, explode, explode!"
Only the enraged do-gooder remained within the dust and smoke.