Post-apocalyptic World: Stockpile Ten Billion Supplies at the Beginning-Chapter 204

Chen Luo arrived at Lin Tian’s base.

Lin Tian couldn’t figure out Chen Luo’s intentions and didn’t dare refuse him in the slightest.

Even though over three hundred of his men had been killed by Xiong Wenhui, Lin Tian still had over a thousand troops under his command.

At this moment, they stood in formation, heads held high and chests puffed out, presenting themselves for Chen Luo’s inspection.

Each one of them was trying their hardest—if they could catch the eye of Big Brother’s Big Brother, it could be their ticket to a meteoric rise.

Most of them had only joined Lin Tian because of Chen Luo’s reputation.

The laughable part was that some “old acquaintances” didn’t realize they were being stared down by Death itself. They were still grinning obsequiously.

Chen Luo stroked his chin. One person was missing. Was it the butterfly effect, or had Xiong Wenhui already taken him out?

He had indeed grown fat enough—it was time to slaughter. There was no need to wait any longer.

Chen Luo contacted Zhao Ziyi and ordered fifteen hundred troops from the base to set out and rendezvous with him. They would proceed together to where Xiong Wenhui was.

Lin Tian was ecstatic. Big Brother was truly Big Brother—when he said he had my back, he really meant it.

I got bullied, and he actually dispatched this many people to avenge me.

This settles it. Let’s see who dares to mess with me from now on.

You wretched woman, you brought this on yourself.

With Big Brother personally taking the field, there’s absolutely no chance you’ll survive.

A mighty convoy surged forth toward Xiong Wenhui.

Shendu had a total of sixteen districts, and so far, the reputation of Chen Luo’s base had only spread through about eight of them.

Many in the remaining half still had no idea.

Information was still quite limited at this time.

Chen Luo pondered. It was time to let his name echo throughout all of Shendu.

Damn it—can’t even step out the door without getting robbed by some old classmates?

Xiong Wenhui was located near the northernmost edge of Shendu—a long way off.

Chen Luo’s procession was quite a spectacle. Everyone who saw it looked on with suspicion and alarm—this group was massive.

In a blind spot just out of sight, four figures clad in relatively new clothing were observing Chen Luo’s convoy.

Each of them wore a hat, concealing part of their faces.

Their eyes glowed red, and two of them still had fresh, bright-red blood at the corners of their mouths.

“So much fresh meat, hehe.”

“There’s really no need to worry about going hungry.”

Leading them was a young man who looked relatively refined.

“Keep it low-key, stay low-key. If we start a fight with that big of a meat pack, we risk getting ourselves killed.”

“Let’s focus on recruiting more companions with intelligence and talent,” one of the companions chimed in.

“Back then, I was starving all the time—barely ate three proper meals in a week. But ever since I started following Big Brother, I’ve never gone hungry again. Meat with every meal! Big Brother even shared the secret of the crystals with us, and it’s helped us grow stronger so quickly.”

The refined-looking young man chuckled, “Don’t kill too many at once—otherwise, in ten years or so, there won’t be any meat left to eat.”

“Come on, let’s see if we can find more outstanding companions.”

…

In her room, Xiong Wenhui’s face was as dark as a storm cloud.

A group had come yesterday to steal her crystals. Although she managed to fight them off, her side had suffered over thirty casualties.

If fear hadn’t broken their will, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The most important issue was that so-called Big Brother Lin Tian kept talking about—he seemed formidable. Xiong Wenhui was afraid they might return for revenge.

Xiong Wenhui herself wasn’t afraid. If she really wanted to leave by force, no one could stop her. But what about the women who followed her?

Though Xiong Wenhui wasn’t particularly clever, she wasn’t stupid either. She immediately assigned people to investigate Lin Tian and this so-called Big Brother of his.

But the distance was too great, and those she had sent out hadn’t returned yet.

Should she consider relocating the base to avoid the threat?

But where could they go? One person might hide easily, and even hundreds might manage—but was it truly feasible?

On top of that, food had become a serious problem. There wasn’t much left to eat.

Xiong Wenhui’s heart was weighed down with anxiety—utterly exhausted.

Just then, a woman rushed in, flustered and panicked. “Sister Xiong, it’s bad! That group from yesterday is back, and there’s twice as many of them now—over two thousand people!”

Xiong Wenhui was startled. She clenched her teeth—there was no choice now but to fight.

Chen Luo arrived and ordered, “Surround this base. Don’t let a single person escape.”

The base wasn’t very large, and with over two thousand people, it was more than enough to encircle it completely.

Chen Luo’s men and Lin Tian’s men moved into action immediately. What was especially intimidating was that among Chen Luo’s forces, nearly one in every three carried a tortoise shell.

The moment Xiong Wenhui came out, she started cursing loudly, “You little brat! I let you get away yesterday, and today you actually dare to come back and throw your life away?”

Over four hundred people—how could they possibly stand against two thousand?

The people inside the base weren’t of particularly high caliber either. Xiong Wenhui knew this well. Her only hope lay in the deterrent force of her Berserk Bear ability, to scare this crowd off.

Lin Tian sneered and said, “Yesterday I told you my Big Brother’s name, and you said something like ‘Chen Luo, Xiao Luo, who even is that?’ Do you admit it now?”

Xiong Wenhui snorted, “Yeah, I said it. So what?”

Lin Tian quickly turned fawning, “Big Brother, I swear I wasn’t lying. This woman is arrogant beyond reason—she actually dared to show you no respect.”

Xiong Wenhui was indeed a talented fighter, gifted in raw ability, though lacking in brains. She could be considered a formidable general—great at charging into battle.

Of course, Chen Luo hoped to take her in. On ordinary days, having her use her Berserk ability to grow supernatural crops wouldn’t be a bad thing at all.

However, he needed to thoroughly screen Xiong Wenhui’s people and weed out the unqualified ones.

What if he killed Lin Tian outright, and then Xiong Wenhui insisted on handing over her entire group to him?

Chen Luo didn’t want to take in any trash.

It was only in times of crisis that true character was revealed—he needed to pressure Xiong Wenhui a bit.

Before Chen Luo could speak, Xiong Wenhui glared at him, a vicious expression on her face.

“So you’re the one called Chen Luo, huh?”

Chen Luo: “……”

“Listen to your elder sister—take my advice and leave. Don’t force me to make a move.”

You really are something else.

Chen Luo gave a faint smile. The ignorant know no fear.

The women under Xiong Wenhui were all tense, their eyes filled with a mix of fear and hatred as they stared at Chen Luo.

This guy looked pretty handsome, but he had a beast hiding behind that face, coming here to bully them.

Zhou Nannan, one of Xiong Wenhui’s sisters, took a deep breath and pointed at Lin Tian, saying, “We have no intention of being your enemies. It was that man who came to bully us first. We only fought back in self-defense, and that’s how people ended up dead.”

“I hope you’ll judge this matter fairly.”

Being stared down by this group of women, Chen Luo suddenly felt like a big villain.

Well, so be it. If he was the villain, then he’d own it.

Still, something felt missing. He waved at Chen Guang. “Give me a cigarette.”

Chen Guang grinned and said, “Big Bro, I found a fine cigar yesterday. Give it a try.”

Chen Luo leisurely lit the cigar and took a slow drag, then casually patted Lin Tian on the head.

“This is my dog. And you actually dared to hit him? Pretty bold of you. You should know—even when you hit a dog, you have to look at who the owner is.”

Lin Tian nodded and bowed, grinning, but deep down, resentment simmered—If I had a choice, who’d want to be a dog?

Chen Luo continued, “You’re Xiong Wenhui, right? I heard you’re pretty tough. Fine, I won’t bully you. I’ll send one of my men to fight you one-on-one.”

“If you win, we’ll call it even. But if you lose… heh.”

Xiong Wenhui’s eyes lit up. “You mean it?”

One-on-one? She had never feared anyone in single combat—she’d never met a true match.

What she feared was group battles: if the berserk bear strength wore off before she wiped out the enemy, they’d be in real trouble.

Do you want her to win the duel or lose it?