Rick thought that both of his competitors were injured in the camp now.

In a short time, they could no longer lead the survivors in this camp to explore the ruined city or attack the laboratory camp.

Although they did not lose their qualifications for the leader of the camp, tomorrow ’s camp leader election, other survivors in the camp, in order to survive better, a large number of people will not vote for them as the leader.

Now Rick is also relieved!

Rick then sat under the little tree for a while before returning to the camp to find the people in Jot.

Lake was about to reach out and help set up a fixed tent.

"Honor No.2, let me tell you something. We are very lucky. Your other two competitors have just injured their feet, one was bitten by a fish, and the other was smashed by a fallen tent!" Jorge Came over and whispered to Lake.

"Honor No. 2, hurry up, you need to stand far away, and you do not need to help set up a tent. Tonight, as long as you are not injured, in this case you will definitely be selected as the leader of the No. 18 [competent] camp!" Jute judge Now, His Holiness No. 2 was not allowed to participate in setting up a tent.

"It's okay, I won't be so unlucky and hurt, it's safe to set up a tent!" Rake said with a smile, after all, he wouldn't curse himself.

"Don't take part in the work, don't let yourself be surprised tonight. Tomorrow you were chosen as the leader of this camp, and it's also good for those of us who follow you!" Brenda stopped Rake and said, Don't let Rick set up a tent.

Rick laughed bitterly, and could only sit with Brenda, watching the young men and Jorge set up a tent.

Now that the fixed wooden stakes of the tent have been laid, the rest is just to tie the tent's tarpaulin, there is no danger at all.

After Lake sat for a while, the tent was set up.

Yote, Mino, and Jorge checked in the advanced tent and confirmed that the tent was very stable before moving into the tent.

Those foldable cots and bedding were placed on the car before everything was done, and then Lake was agreed by everyone and entered the tent to rest.

Rick was in the tent and found a bed to sit down.

"Looks like God wants you to be the leader of this camp too!" Jorge came over and smiled to Lake.

"Since God's providence is so, I'll reluctantly be the leader of this camp tomorrow!" Rake nodded and said.

After the tents were set up by Yot and Mino, the camp's dinner was also ready.

Yote took someone to pick up their own dinner, and the piglet did not know where to get a big metal cup, followed behind Yote to pick up food.

The food in the camp at night is very simple, that is, stewed potatoes, and some small fish, but fortunately enough.

More than ten minutes later, Lake was sitting on his bed, eating a large bowl of potatoes and two small fish.

Rick couldn't help but think that the life of this doomsday world is comparable to that of Mars. The staple food is potatoes, and potatoes look so good.

After eating, Rick lay down and rested.

At noon the next day, the eighteenth [general] camp began to hold elections, which was on a large open space next to the tent.

Rick, a strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet, and a thin young man who came over with a cane on one leg, came to the crowd.

[Executives] After the old men in the camp started to say something inspiring, they announced the start of the election and the three candidates spoke first.

About 300 survivors of the camp, humans, came around.

"You are hurt, you can come forward to speak first, you can go back and sit down after speaking!" Laike smiled and said to the strong man and thin young man beside him.

The strong man frowned, and came forward first. The thin young man with a cane also said "Thank you" to Lake.

"Don't worry, it should be!" Lake responded politely.

The strong man with gauze tied to his feet came forward and spoke a few words, and returned. He also won applause from the survivors in the camp, but the strong man knew that he couldn't be a leader this time.

Then the thin young man with a cane came forward.

After this thin young man came forward and said a few words, he announced on the spot that he would abandon the qualifications of the camp leader. After he was wounded, even if he was not the leader of the camp, he would work hard to contribute to the camp.

After the thin young man finished speaking, he got more applause.

It was Turn's turn to speak.

Rick strode forward, glanced at the survivors present, and began talking exaggeratedly.

After all, in the previous copy world, Lake has many times experience as a leader and commander. Lake is no longer stage fright now, unlike when he first joined these heavens online, he was so scared.

Rick's speech focused on capturing what the survivors were most eager for, and painting them.

"I will take the camp, get enough food and medical resources, so that everyone can eat meat at each meal, and get sick for treatment. I will take you to capture the [lab] camp and rob them of medical drugs, Rescue more young people, let us the eighteenth [competent] camp, become the most powerful camp. I will take you to defeat the [Lab] organization within two years, the future world belongs to us ---- "

Rake talked for more than half an hour before he stopped. I didn't think I could talk enough. I wanted to drink some saliva before I went on.

But as soon as Rick stopped, the survivors around them gave a warm applause.

Several old men in the back also hurried forward and directly announced the start of voting, so that Rick would not go on.

The way to vote was simple: Rick and the strong man sat back to back in the crowd on a chair with a large metal bowl behind them.

The survivors of the camp each handed out a bullet shell, whoever came over, threw the bullet shell into the big bowl.

The thin young man with a cane had previously given up this opportunity to be a camp leader and did not sit there. Now Rick and the strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet are sitting on two large back chairs.

Voting has begun, and Rick heard behind him the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding!" As the bullet shell fell into the bowl.

There was a sound of bullets falling into the bowl beside the strong man beside him, but it was clear that Rake judged that there were not many of them.

More than 300 people voted quickly.

After the vote, when Rick and the strong man turned back again, the strong man looked at his bowl, only 34 bullet shells, and the bullet shell in the big bowl of His Holiness No. 2 was almost full.

The last lucky luck of the strong man is gone.

"Congratulations, Lord No. 2, I hope you can really lead our camp to become more powerful, as you said just now!" The brave man can only accept his fate, and said to Rick.

"I led the camp and became strong enough to make any organization in the world afraid of us." Rake said, finally compared to two disabled competitors, now he has obtained the identity of the camp leader, and Rake also Feel relieved