CHAPTER 1015: CHAPTER 237: THIS KIND OF CHOICE... WILL STILL BE MADE_5

Everyone was afraid of each other.

Inside the room.

A young man sat there, using a towel to wipe two scimitars. His movements were slow, his expression calm. His appearance was quite ordinary, blending into any crowd unnoticed.

Yet it was the unremarkable who were the most enduring.

His name was Guo Kai. He had always stayed within the gathering place, keeping a low profile even when Lu Hao was the top Awakener, and quietly retreating even when bullied.

Later, Lu Hao died.

When Ji Qiuyue and her group became the top Awakeners, he remained just as low-key.

It wasn’t until Ji Qiuyue and her folks left, leaving behind a slightly Golden Crystal for everyone to fight over, that he realized it was a deliberate trap, hoping they’d kill each other.

But he couldn’t resist making a move.

Because he was missing a slightly Golden Crystal, and his abilities had already reached the third stage.

If such a stage were revealed, he could easily rank up, even among the top few. But even with such strength, he remained low-profile.

Understanding well the saying, "the gun strikes the bird that sticks out."

Whoever sticks out will inevitably become a target.

Creak.

The sound of a door being pushed open.

A man walked in slowly, "Many want to know who is behind the gathering place, but they couldn’t find them. Only you found me, your patience is truly admirable."

Guo Kai said nothing, placing the newly polished scimitars in his belt, turned to the man, "Is that so? But it’s a pity, many did not think the mastermind behind the gathering place would be an ordinary person, and that a group of Awakeners could be manipulated so easily. It’s a humiliation for many."

The man smiled, with a glimmer in his eyes, "Pity, but still not as good as you."

Swish!

Guo Kai appeared in front of the man, the scimitars previously at his waist now placed against his neck, with the blade cutting a slight wound, "I ask you, is there no more of the Golden Crystal."

"There are none left, the last ones were given to you. You should know the value of the Golden Crystal, it’s not something an ordinary zombie can possess," the man replied.

Guo Kai gazed into his eyes for a moment and slowly lowered the scimitar in his hand.

"I trust you wouldn’t dare deceive me either."

The man smiled, "Rest assured, we’re already on the same boat. When it’s found, you’ll be the first to get it."

"Close the door, keep it quiet," Guo Kai said.

The man turned and left, closing the door slowly, standing in the dim hallway. He extended his little finger, gently wiping the bloodstain from his neck, and placed it into his mouth.

Smiling, he walked into the darkness of the hallway’s depths.

Ordinary person?

The term "ordinary person" was too well used.

His strategy was disrupted, but as long as the gathering place remained, everything could continue as usual. Yet, who would have expected that within this group of Awakeners, a hidden mastermind emerged, far smarter than anticipated, and indeed found him.

It must be said, it was quite vexing.

But strategies are fixed, whereas people are dynamic.

Changing strategies at any time is common and normal.

It depends on whether this person can truly surprise him.

...

Strange shelter.

Outside, it was silent, not a sound to be heard. Such an environment used to make Wu Hao feel at ease, but now that sense of security was long gone, replaced by an overwhelming feeling of being enveloped in darkness.

He wasn’t sleepy at all now.

Staring intently at the two sausages on the plate, had he not known before, he would’ve devoured them, but now, knowing what kind of meat they contained.

He felt no desire whatsoever.

Even had the urge to vomit.

Holding a cup of water, he gulped it down to quench his thirst, but with no food in his stomach, the hunger pangs were tormenting. He needed to find something to eat.

Otherwise, thinking of escaping from here would be pointless.

Hunger alone could kill him here.

Suddenly.

He saw a mouse scurrying in the corner of the room, considering the situation, Wu Hao thought for a moment, touched his stomach, and gritted his teeth.

Damn it.

Ultimately extending his sinful hand toward the mouse.

Sausages were out of the question.

The thought of what was inside them was terrifying, taking advantage of the candle’s flame to roast the mouse.

He had found a job here, cleaning the shelter’s roadways. In the apocalypse, street sweeping seemed unnecessary, yet such a laughable job existed.

Just as well, it allowed him to gather information about this place.

Through observation over time.

He had found a suitable target, a woman with a child, working in maintenance. He wanted to gradually approach her.

After all, for the sake of her child’s future, she should choose what’s right, right?

While he pondered these matters.

The mouse seemed roasted enough.

Looking at the charred exterior, he felt the urge to vomit, but...given the situation, what else was there to consider.

Eat the mouse.

Or eat the sausage.

This was an obvious choice.