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"Wow"
This news boiled over like water, successfully stirring the crowd into a frenzy.
"L Base Ruler?"
"What? Retained Consciousness?"
"Why would Retained Consciousness still kill?"
"Oh my! I've seen her; she walked right past me. It's terrifying!"
"Kill her!"
Someone in the crowd shouted this, and everyone was momentarily stunned before they began to chant in unison: "Kill her, kill her, kill her!"
Zhao Feng's face began to show signs of conflict. Heartbroken, he waved his hand to quiet everyone down and choked out, "Although she is my niece, what she has done is also my responsibility. I will naturally take care of... the situation."
"No way!"
A voice of opposition turned everyone's anger towards it, but they were met with a graceful figure that silenced them.
"After all, she is my sister. How could I bear to do it? How could I bear to... Wuwuwu~"
Liu Xinxuan walked onto the stage, tears streaming down her face as she spoke those words. The sight of her heartache endeared her to everyone once again. Such a compassionate person was rare in the apocalypse, especially considering her sister had been killing indiscriminately.
"Xuanxuan, stop messing around. I don't want to kill her either, but if this continues, she will eventually kill everyone. Look at the people below—there are old and young, and so many ordinary folks. As one of the Five Great Generals, don't you have an obligation to protect them?"
The audience fell silent. Liu Xinxuan scanned the crowd with tear-filled eyes and nodded in response to their hopeful gazes, continuing to sob as if she cared deeply for Liu You'er.
"Clap, clap, clap~"
Someone started clapping, and soon the audience joined in, making it seem as though Liu You'er had already been captured.
Seeing that the moment was right, Zhao Feng furrowed his brow even tighter and said, "However, right now, Commander Zhao shows no signs of waking up. It seems we will have to delay the capture operation for a while."
"Why don't you just organize it yourself!"
Another voice chimed in, breaking the strange silence in the crowd. Someone else added, "Yeah, why not take over as Commander for now?"
"Yes, yes, that makes sense."
"Exactly!"
Supportive voices grew louder, successfully shifting the momentum in the direction Zhao Feng wanted. After some futile attempts to decline, he realized it was pointless and reluctantly agreed.
"Alright then, I will temporarily take on the role of Commander and initiate the capture operation. Once Commander recovers, I will return the position. I hope everyone can support us during this time."
"Alright~"
"Lord Zhao, Lord Zhao!"
Hearing these calls, Zhao Commander exchanged a glance with Liu Xinxuan, a sense of unprecedented accomplishment flooding his heart.
Very well, according to Secretary Qian's information, the old man has long since died; it's just that the news has been sealed. Once the news breaks, the blame for inadequate rescue efforts can be pinned on Chuze. No matter how capable he is, he cannot stand against the entire base.
Once he is dealt with, hm! Then the A City Base will be mine! Hahaha.
Zhao Ling stood below the stage, staring blankly at the curtain. At that moment, she felt nothing but betrayal, even stronger than when she had witnessed Radiant Lightning kill someone.
It turned out she had been wrong from the start. She thought Radiant Lightning was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, with a good heart. Who knew she was ruthless and even her appearance was fake? How foolish of her… to have developed even a slight fondness for her. Now it seemed she had never truly known her and had likely been used.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ling's fists clenched tightly, veins bulging as her teeth ground together. She despised her own naivety and only wanted to kill Radiant Lightning!
She indeed took action, but as soon as she turned around, she was stopped.
"Zhuge? Why are you blocking me?"
Zhuge looked at the small girl in front of him with red-rimmed eyes and felt a pang in his heart. He wanted to pull her into his arms, but it wasn't the right time. So he restrained himself and pulled her to a quieter corner.
"Don't act impulsively right now. Chuze wants you to stay at the base; he has plans."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling became even angrier, thinking about her grandfather still in danger. She pressed forward aggressively, "Plans? What plans?! If there were plans, why is my grandfather in this state? If there were plans, why didn't he protect my grandfather properly? Huh?"
Zhuge had been busy all night without a moment's rest and rushed to find Zhao Ling in a state of exhaustion. Seeing her so agitated made him frown; he didn’t know what to think. After a while, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry."
Zhao Ling was bewildered, suddenly hearing a familiar voice coming from the speaker, and turned around in surprise.
"Grandpa?! Grandpa is fine! Wait, why is Radiant Lightning standing next to Grandpa?"
At this moment, Zhao Feng was also stunned, his plans shattered in an instant.
He stared blankly at Zhao Commander in front of him, who appeared full of energy and had a rosy complexion, showing no signs of being poisoned at all.
"Hmph, Zhao Feng, you have such grand ambitions. I only suffered a minor injury and stayed at the research institute for one night, and you come to seize my position. You were hoping I would die, weren't you?"
Zhao Feng was dumbfounded. How could this be? He clearly received a photo last night showing the old man dead from poisoning. So what was going on now? And why was Liu You'er standing next to the old man?
He stumbled back two steps, unsure of what to think, a glint of malice appearing in his eyes. Since it had come to this, there was no turning back! He could only...
"Hmph, old man, I've tolerated you for long enough. Since you survived this calamity, I'll send you to hell!"
Thinking this, he quickly pulled out a dagger from his pocket and aimed it directly at Zhao Commander's heart.
After all, most people in the army were dissatisfied with the current system and wanted to experience the privileges of being strong. Although a small portion still clung to their so-called beliefs, how could their arms compete with a thigh?
As long as the person in front of him died—just as long as he died! Success would be within reach!
"Shh."
Zhao Feng felt the dagger pierce into the other person's body. The warm blood splattered onto his face, and he excitedly raised the corners of his mouth. So what if you weren't dead from poisoning? I will still kill you. As for those ordinary people, they were of no use anyway.
Previously, he spoke nicely to maintain his image and gain their support, but now he could only resort to harsh measures.
Who would have thought that at the height of his triumph, he would see a sly smile creeping up on the aged face of Zhao Commander, which suddenly made him alert and aware of something as he glanced at Liu You'er beside him.
Logically speaking, without any ability, even if she was fast, there was no way she could stop him... So why didn’t she stop me?
“Thud.”
He was kicked away by Liu You'er, crashing hard against the wall. He felt his internal organs compress together as he knelt on the ground, continuously spitting blood.
“Grandpa!”
Hearing this voice, Liu You'er silently stepped aside. Zhao Ling was seen throwing herself onto the fallen Zhao Commander, tears streaming down her face as she tried to cover his wound with her hands but could do nothing.
“Grandpa. Are you okay? Don’t scare me, please get up!”
Zhao Commander trembled as he grasped Zhao Ling's arm, his eyes filled with deep affection and concern for her. He struggled to lean his head closer to her ear.
“Grandpa... if I'm not here in the future, take good care of yourself. Cough.”
A mouthful of blood splattered on the ground. Zhao Ling watched this scene, her body shaking as she cried out loudly, “Someone come! Why are you all just standing there? Wuwuwu, hurry and help! Why isn’t anyone coming to save my grandpa?”
Zhao Commander’s eyelids were fluttering, unable to speak; he could only point in one direction as if trying to say something.
Following Zhao Commander’s finger, Zhao Ling looked over and saw a loudspeaker quietly sitting there. She hurriedly grabbed it and held it to Zhao Commander’s mouth while crying, “What do you want to say? Wuwu.”
"From now on, the base will be managed by Chuze!"
"What?"
The people below were already confused by the series of sudden events. The earlier incident with Zhao Commander being killed and Zhao Feng getting injured happened too quickly for them to react. Now, hearing this news, they began to stir again.
"Chuze? Isn't he the director of the research institute? How can he manage the base?"
"Who knows? I don't know what he's like; he seems very indifferent."
"Does this mean our lives will be difficult from now on?"
Zhao Ling couldn't hear these discussions at all, or perhaps she simply didn't care.
At that moment, she was only focused on the elderly man in front of her. Gripping his hand tightly, she pretended to be calm and said, "Don't sleep, don't sleep! Help is coming soon, help is coming! Don't sleep, don't sleep! Don't you want to see Ling'er anymore? No... don't sleep, ahhh~"
Listening to Zhao Ling's heart-wrenching sobs and seeing the elderly man before her with his eyes closed, Liu You'er clenched her fist slightly and stepped forward to support Zhao Ling's shoulder.
"Don't do this. Let go; Grandpa has already... passed away. Just let him rest."
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