Chapter 142

Shotaro committed ritual suicide not long ago...

Now even Abe Ichiro had committed ritual suicide!

Everything happened too fast, leaving Kenjiro's mind blank, numb, and...

Falling into deep helplessness.

And what he didn't know was.

In fact.

Abe Ichiro only had mental problems at the beginning and had been recuperating in the hospital for a few hours.

He had already returned to normal.

But Abe Ichiro knew that he had committed a capital crime by letting the supplies for a million people go missing.

It was enough for those above to kill him ten thousand times.

Forced by fear and pressure, he continued to fake illness, intending to muddle through in the hospital.

Living a little longer was better than nothing.

But who knew...

A riot was happening outside at this time, and the angry crowd would eventually break into the hospital.

Rather than being tortured to death by the angry masses.

Abe Ichiro ultimately chose to commit ritual suicide to die more quickly.

……

Outer perimeter of the wealthy district.

"Baka, all of you back off, all of you back off quickly, do you want to rebel!!"

A corps commander who was still holding his ground looked at the crowd that was constantly approaching and eyeing them covetously, and scolded them angrily.

Although he shouted loudly, he kept retreating with his men while speaking.

He didn't dare to have a direct confrontation with them at all.

Because the number of people on the other side was simply too large, many dozens of times more than theirs.

Any slight movement would result in them being beaten into meat paste by the mob.

"We just want to rebel!"

"The survival supplies given to us were already so little, and now they aren't giving us any at all; it's you who are unrighteous first, you want to watch us starve to death."

"Right, you hide here eating and drinking well, while we do all the dirty and tiring work, and you don't even give us food; why?"

"We'll say it again, give us supplies quickly, otherwise we'll burn this place down."

"If you won't let us live, we'll all die together!"

"Right, if it comes to that, we'll die together!"

"We worked like cattle and horses just so you could live a better life, but you want us to die!"

"Make Abe Ichiro come out, we want Abe Ichiro to give us an explanation!"

"Right, no matter what today, you must give us an explanation!"

……

Countless little bakas were filled with righteous indignation.

And at this very moment.

In the sky, an unmanned reconnaissance drone was monitoring every move happening below.

"It's so exciting, it's like watching a movie."

Zhuo Lin and Ye Su lay on the bed, leisurely watching the events unfolding below.

Must say, those few steps Ye Su took were truly brilliant.

It easily caused the underground city to fall into paralysis.

"Want to go to the scene and take a look?"

Ye Su suddenly had a good idea.

"Yes, yes."

Zhuo Lin agreed with both hands and feet.

No one would dislike watching the excitement.

The two got dressed and went downstairs together, but at this time, Zhuo Lin suddenly said with a wronged look: "Oh, Boss, you tore my black silk stockings."

"That's simple, what kind do you want? I'll get them for you from the space warehouse."

Ye Su smiled.

Recalling last night, he was a bit rough.

But he couldn't blame himself.

After such a long time of getting along.

Zhuo Lin, this girl, was getting better and better at it.

"Hmm..."

Zhuo Lin thought for a moment, smiled, and said: "Forget it, forget it, let's not wear them for now, we'll talk about it later, watching the show is more important."

"..."

A black line appeared on Ye Su's forehead.

……

Not long after.

The two appeared not far from the wealthy district, standing in the distance watching everything that was happening.

Must say.

It was too exciting.

At this very moment, the survivors had officially broken into the wealthy district.

And began to smash and loot on a large scale.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't hit me, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you."

"Right, right, don't hit me, we'll promise you whatever you want us to do."

"Don't hit me, wuwuwu, I beg you..."

"I'm kneeling, I'm kneeling, can you not hit my face..."

"Wuwuwu, you can't do this, you can't do this, this is too rude, too rude!"

"Wuwuwu, Mom, I miss you..."

……

The vast majority of people in the wealthy district.

Before the apocalypse, they were wealthy.

Born into wealthy families, they had been pampered since childhood, like flowers in a greenhouse.

Where had they ever seen such a scene?

So seeing countless people rushing into the wealthy district, those rich people who were usually arrogant and domineering.

One by one, their legs went weak with fear, and after being beaten, they lay on the ground crying and wailing.

Denouncing the behavior of the survivors.

Little did they know.

Their previous way of acting, wearing the coat of a gentleman while eating people without spitting out the bones, was the truly outrageous one!

But people are just like that...

No one would reflect; they attributed everything that happened to the fact that these people were too rude.

Not gentlemanly, not civilized!

……

"Tsk tsk..."

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Lin couldn't help but click her tongue.

Who would have thought that these guys who were usually high and mighty would have such a day?

"They really deserve it."

But she didn't feel sympathy; on the contrary, she would only applaud this enthusiastically.

……

In the office.

After hesitating for a while, Kenjiro decided to report the matter to the Sakura Country General Command.

Because the situation was completely out of control.

It exceeded his expectations.

At this time, relying on himself was no longer useful.

"What? You need support at a time like this? Are you crazy? Do you want our soldiers to freeze to death on the way?"

Upon learning of Kenjiro's request for support.

The General Command only thought there was something wrong with his brain.

Such extreme cold weather.

Humans couldn't stay outside for more than a few seconds.

How could they possibly provide support?

"But Mr. Ida, if we don't get support, the underground city will likely lose control, because those people have already broken into the command area, and I'm afraid even I will..."

Kenjiro was covered in sweat.

He was completely panicked by now.

Listening to the smashing sounds, explosions, and the crying of the rich people in the wealthy district outside.

He felt more and more fear.

Fearing that he would be next.

"There's no way."

Ida, one of the seven major commanders under the Sakura Country, said helplessly: "You can only rely on yourselves to hold on. It's not that you can't have support, but you have to wait for the extreme cold storm to pass. I believe you also know that wanting support at a time like this is almost an impossible thing."

"But..."

"There are no buts!"

"Alright, I understand, Mr. Ida."

Ida suddenly roared.

Making Kenjiro go soft directly.

He hung up the phone.

Suddenly.

Kenjiro smelled a choking odor in the air.

Turning his head to look, he saw that the thick smoke from the fire outside had actually drifted over here.

"Damn it!"

Kenjiro ran over to close the window.

Dong dong dong!!

Rapid footsteps came from downstairs, and the female secretary said in a panic: "Mr. Kenjiro, we'd better leave quickly, they are almost here, if we don't leave now, it will be too late!"