As Lu Zhaoli was tied to the base’s iron gate, the claws of the walking dead scraped the bloody wounds on his back. The leader shouted through a megaphone, “Traitors deserve to be zombie food!” But the next second
“Ding!
Host detected being persecuted by a hypocritical faction. Villainous action triggered: Resist injustice +50 points.”
The mechanical voice exploded beside his ear. He licked the blood from his lips and grinned at the crowd, baring his teeth. “Everyone, I hold a grudge.
“Starting today, I’m taking back every scrap of food you stole, every life you sold, and every act of kindness you faked, with interest.
“The ‘traitor’ abandoned by the base became the apocalypse’s maddest villain. And the nightmare of those hypocrites has only just begun.”
