Chapter 111 Chaebol

  Before entering the city, Jiang Li left a rune for those who were driven out of the city. When their lives were in danger, they could be teleported to a safe place.

   To enter the city, you need to pay contribution points and verify your identity. Ye Wu was about to tell Jiang Li about this, but when he saw him strolling into the city, the guard acted as if he hadn't seen him.

  Except for the Ye family siblings, no one noticed Jiang Li who was wearing a white robe.

  The situation in the city is not much better. Although they look different, Jiang Li can tell that under the various expressions of the people, there is a numb heart.

  The biggest difference between these people and the old, weak, sick and disabled waiting to die outside the city is that these people are in the city.

   "Does your fifth-order enhancer ignore these chaebols?"

   "Control? He doesn't care about things. Lord Longtu only cares about fighting. As long as he has a strong opponent, he doesn't care what the chaebols do, nor does he care about our suffering. In the words of Lord Longtu, why should the strong care about the weak?"

   "The chaebols do what they like, and try their best to contact the fifth-order strengtheners in other districts, build a bridge for Lord Longtu, and let them fight."

   "I've made Lord Longtu happy, the third district is the world of the chaebols."

  Ye Du went on to say: "However, the fifth-level enhancers in the second, fourth, and fifth districts will fight Master Longtu for the sake of their contribution points, but the shadow kings in the first district will not match financial tycoons."

  Speaking of King of Shadows, whether it is Yedu or Yewu, their eyes are full of longing and hope.

  Jiang Li asked casually: "Is this King of Shadow really powerful?"

   "Of course!" Ye Wu said happily, "The Shadow King is recognized as the strongest fifth-level enhancer! People say that the one who leads us to victory must be the Shadow King!"

   "Shadow King managed the first area in an orderly manner. In the first area, there are large areas of farmland for cultivation, and there are more than a dozen pastures, mines, and military factories. I heard that there are also scientific research laboratories to restore pre-apocalyptic technology. The death rate there is the lowest!"

   "Then why don't you go there?"

  Ye Wu smiled wryly and said: "Boss, we are more than a thousand kilometers away from District 1, and there are countless zombie lairs on the road. Our first- and second-level enhancers are less than halfway, and we are eaten by zombies until there are not even bones left."

   "The Shadow King once talked to Master Longtu and the chaebols, saying that only by uniting can humans defeat the zombies. If the third district is willing to move to the first district, the first district will send some strong people to **** us. The shadow king himself will also participate in the **** team, which can minimize the damage."

   "The Shadow King also said that if the third district is willing, he can satisfy Lord Longtu's desire to fight."

   "This incident caused a lot of trouble. People thought that Master Longtu would agree. Although the journey to the first district is very risky, people are willing to take this risk. Compared with living in the third district where every day is a mess, everyone wants to go to the first district full of hope!"

   "But Lord Longtu didn't want to be sent to others, and the chaebols also flatly rejected the Shadow King's request. The Shadow King had no choice but to leave with a sigh. Only the three districts didn't cooperate. The strong ones in the first district couldn't **** the people in the third district. There is a high probability that the entire army will be wiped out on the way."

  Ye Du and Ye Wu mentioned this matter with a lonely look on their faces. Even the bottom-level people like them know that if human beings want to win, the five regions can only be merged into a whole, but the people above disagree.

  More than a thousand kilometers is not very far away, Jiang Li was thoughtful, he had a small idea.

  Jiang Li didn't listen to what the Ye family siblings said, so he walked around the city.

  "Sixteen years old, a virgin, good at mechanical maintenance and programming, can tolerate a variety of perverted gameplay."

  "Nineteen years old, a virgin, good at mathematical theory, strong in mental arithmetic, proficient in multiple languages."

  "Twenty-three years old, has a husband, is good at law and ancient poetry, and is good at oral sex."

  "Twenty-eight years old, once an actor, can play many roles."

  "Thirty years old, with great strength, eat less and do more."

  The disheveled slaves had a sign in front of them, marking their age, specialty, etc., and wore an iron collar around their necks. As long as the master pressed the button, the collar would be injected with a poisonous agent. After a few minutes of pain, they would die soon.

   In the slave market, chaebols are frequent visitors.

  In the private colosseum, the strengtheners are fighting among themselves, and only one of them can survive.

  The chaebols laughed and talked about winning and losing off the court while they were toasting.

   "Please, give a stutter... Please..."

  The hungry dying people said feebly that living in the city requires paying expensive city fees, and the price is gradually rising. Originally, they could barely squeeze out some contribution points to buy food. Now they use all the contribution points to pay the city fees, and there is no more contribution points to buy food.

  The chaebols monopolize the arable land and only allow their employees to cultivate it. The grains grown by the chaebols are improved, with a short growth cycle and high yield. If they are not eaten after they are ripe, they will rot within a few days.

  The chaebols sold these grains at extremely high prices. At the end of the day, they destroyed all the grains that had not been sold and occupied the space.

  These grains are improved by a district, and in the first district, the price of these grains is one-twentieth, and the arable land is not monopolized by the plutocrats.

  Shadow King encourages the opening of arable land and the establishment of a stable rear.

  In the third district, the chaebols do not allow anyone to open up the land without permission, and anyone who violates it will be executed on the spot.

  The chaebol worried that someone would use a gun to assassinate themselves, so they raised the price of firearms, and they did not sell long-distance and large-caliber firearms such as sniper rifles, so that many first-order enhancers could only use cold weapons to fight zombies, like dancing on swords.

  And the chaebol numbered all the guns, and put the gun type and number together. If anyone found that the gun was modified without authorization, so that the gun number and type did not match, he would be arrested immediately. As for life or death, it depends on whether he can afford the contribution points.

  Someone can’t afford the expensive medical expenses, so the doctor stops the operation and even the anesthesia, throws the patient out of the hospital, and leaves him to fend for himself.

  Jiang Li cured this man, but he didn't feel happy. This is a way to treat the symptoms, not the root cause, and it's not even the symptoms.

  Food, arms, medicine, etc., are all the fields of chaebols. There are many chaebols in the three districts. There is competition among them, but most of them are cooperation. They work together to raise the price.

  Jiang Li also saw that the plutocrats only thought about squandering and enjoying after making money, and had no intention of studying science to restore the original order of mankind.

  Jiang Li observed every detail in the city, and finally stood at the door of a chaebol and sighed: "The Zombie Sect is not suitable for the three districts, but the Demon Dao."

  Ye Du is right, the third district will not die under the tide of zombies, but will die at the hands of these chaebols.

  (end of this chapter)