NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3: Chapter 3: Leaving the Team
So when they encountered someone like Bai Junjun, their first reaction was to kill her, and if they couldn't, they could only watch what she would do next.
Surviving these years wasn't easy; everyone was extremely cautious about their lives.
Moreover, given her unusual origin, who knew how many more tricks she had up her sleeve.
Seeing Bai Junjun injure several people, no one else was willing to step forward and risk their lives,
Bai Ren, seeing that he had deterred the crowd, then leisurely scanned the restrained girl: "Let her go."
"We can release her, but from now on, you can no longer follow our group. From here on out, each to their own fate!"
The leader, still under Bai Junjun's control of life and death, looked at her with a gloomy face.
His cheekbones were sunken and his eyes bulged from years of hunger, making him look like a skeleton. A normal person would have been terrified by his cold aura long ago.
But Bai Ren... was used to seeing the great vicissitudes of The Apocalypse. After all, she had fought the Zombie King of the Twelfth Rank, let alone humans who were only slightly higher in combat power. So not only was Bai Junjun not intimidated, she could communicate with him with ease.
She hooked her lips, nodded, and replied, "Okay."
Having said that, Bai Junjun slowly released the wooden stick she was holding.
Seeing Bai Junjun let go, the others also released the little girl.
When the little girl ran back to Bai Junjun's side, Bai Junjun completely let go of the wooden stick.
The leader with the punctured stomach immediately fell backwards, and several people quickly came to support him and then swiftly retreated.
The women standing around looked at the children with complex expressions and silently followed the men away.
The group of refugees wasn't large, about thirty people. They worked in an organized and disciplined manner. When encountering bandits, the men were responsible for the group's safety, and in the woods, the elderly, women, and children were responsible for picking wild vegetables and fruits.
The constant warfare had transformed people from running in chaotic directions to becoming an organized and disciplined group.
After all, it was all about surviving; no one was more precious than anyone else. Even in revenge for past exploitation and oppression, fleeing landlords and nobility ended up living even worse lives.
They were robbed of their wealth by bandits, their food was snatched by refugees, and in the end, even tender children became targets for their tender skin.
In short, the madness of the refugees in the early years was not timely stopped, causing the current refugee groups to be terrifyingly distorted.
There were many groups that resorted to cannibalism, and of course, there were others even more terrifying than this one.
Originally, she had made a deal with the leader in order to survive.
When necessary, she would sacrifice her younger siblings, and they would ensure her safe passage southwards.
The leader glanced at the child who, despite being thin, still had a soft and noble appearance, and agreed.
That's what led to the scene today.
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But that was Bai Junjun, a noble lady from a noble family who only knew about literature and had no survival skills, making a desperate choice to stay alive.
And her, Bai Ren, one of the leaders of the Four Great Bases of the Apocalypse.
Being safe and sound even among zombie hordes, how could she, who still survived in extreme conditions, depend on others or even betray her siblings to stay alive?
Moreover, this chaotic world might seem fraught with peril, but how could it be more dangerous than the resource-scarce Apocalypse?
In her eyes, any deep forest could sustain her for a long time; she didn't need to depend on any gang.
More troubling to her than running from wars was the loss of her Special Ability.
Going from the Twelfth-rank Great Perfection to an ordinary person was tantamount to being crippled, losing both martial arts capabilities and mobility.
As the bandits retreated, Bai Ren unconsciously furrowed her brow, pondering the future.