Diversity Domination: Starting from the Resident Evil Lottery

However, as time passed, they were completely cut off from the outside world and knew nothing about the outside world.

They gradually give up hope and become dazed and helpless.

Now, they are just living for the sake of living, losing the purpose and meaning of life.

At lunchtime today, as usual, nine people were tasting their own cans.

Suddenly, Josh kicked over the canned box and cursed at Mickey, "Shit! I'm fed up with this food!"

His voice echoed through the basement, stimulating everyone's nerves.

Eva's boyfriend, Sam, was also emotionally uncontrollable, and he yelled at Mickey, "This is a garbage place! Why can't you give us better food, why can't you give us more water, and let's wait here to die?"

Some tried to dissuade Sam's ranting and madness, and some watched from the sidelines, but no one dared to step forward to stop it.

It wasn't until Mickey couldn't take it anymore and slapped him hard that he finally stopped.

However, behind this turmoil, there is a cruel truth: in this apocalyptic world, the last thing people should have is kindness.

Because excessive kindness 220 will only attract more greed and lust.

In this cruel world, only those who have the means of thunder can survive in this game.

At first, the other survivors in the basement would be grateful to Mickey for providing them with a safe shelter and food.

However, as time passed, the desires of the human heart spread like wildfire.

They began to complain that the food was not abundant enough, that the environment was too oppressive, and that there was no hope of rescue...... Even put all the blame on Mickey as a kind person.

In fact, Mickey could have chosen to ignore their pleas for help and even shoot them all without hesitation in the first place, but he didn't.

He wants to be the leader of the survivors to help them survive.

The survivors also gave him trust and opportunities, but he failed to show the leadership qualities they would have liked.

When dealing with conflicts in the team, Mickey often chooses to stay out of the way, is indifferent, and is incapable of effective coordination and communication.

He didn't know how to provide psychological construction to the other survivors, nor did he explain to them the reality of the food reserves and the need for distribution (adee).

He only insisted that he was superior and copied the instructions and discipline of the army, but he was unable to empathize with the needs and feelings of others.

If such days are short, the survivors can still endure it, but as time goes on, conflicts accumulate, and problems will erupt sooner or later.

The discontent and resentment in the hearts of the people are growing day by day, and today only part of the contradictions have been ignited.

If Mitch hadn't thought of a better solution, the conflict would have only gotten worse in the future.

Dahl, the black man, is still relentlessly trying to radio-contact the outside world, "Hey, hey, can anyone hear?"

Poppy, however, was impatient, and strode over to Dahl, grabbed the walkie-talkie in his hand, and slammed it to the ground.

"I said, can you stop wasting any more time?" he snapped, "Don't you think it's pointless after so many days of contact and no response?"

Dahl instantly became enraged, and he grabbed Bobby by the collar and thrust him to the ground.

He yelled, "It's your business if you want to eat here and wait for death, I don't want to be here for the rest of my life." "

Bobby is furious and is about to fight Dahl.

Bobby is furious and is about to fight Dahl. At this time, his gangster friend Josh and Josh's younger brother Ed stopped him in time.

The two of them grabbed Poppy's arm and stopped him from impulsively.

After the riot subsided, Josh looked at Mitch and asked, "When can we get out?"

Mickey smoked a cigarette and replied indifferently, "When I say yes." "

Hearing this cliché reply, Josh's dissatisfaction and anxiety reached its peak at this moment, "Ed, Bobby, let's get out of here. "

He stepped forward alone and walked to the iron door sealed with duct tape, and was about to open it. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Frightened, Mickey threw away the cigarette in his mouth, picked up the fire axe on the ground and rushed to Josh at the door.

He warned: "Stay away from the door, stay away from the door!"

Josh yelled angrily, "You have the ability to cut me!"

Who would have thought that Mickey would actually swing a fire axe and slash at him.

If it weren't for Josh's quick reaction and quick dodging backwards, I'm afraid the axe would have struck him in the head. []

The terrible axe cut a sharp arc through the void, and the blade of the axe shimmered with a hideous cold light, and landed on the doorknob.

Josh swallowed a mouthful of saliva with palpitations, knowing that he had saved his life.

This scene instantly caused a commotion, and everyone began to panic.

In this apocalyptic situation, medical supplies are desperately scarce, and injuries often mean death.

Seeing that Mickey was really going to be a killer, Josh's reason overrode the impulse and chose to compromise, but he still scolded unrelentingly: "Don't think that you are terrible with a broken axe!

Mitch didn't bother to pay attention to a posturing thug like Josh, and he didn't think Josh would cause him any trouble.

He put down the axe, walked over to Wendy, a little girl who was trembling with fear, and whispered comfortingly, "Don't be afraid, Wendy.

Uncle Mickey only fights cowards, and you're bold, aren't you?

Want to see magic?

Look at my thumb gone. "

His tone was unusually gentle, as if he were his own child, and soon made the little girl giggle.

Josh hears Mickey's insinuating sarcasm about being cowardly and inflamed.

Just as he was about to retort, there was a violent vibration overhead, as if a huge chariot was approaching, crushing the top of the vault.

The lights in the shelter flickered on and off, making it frightening.

The shaking noise stopped abruptly at the doorway.

The other survivors in the vault instantly flocked to the iron gate, their faces beaming with the joy of the aftermath of the catastrophe.

They thought it was the rescue team that had arrived, symbolizing that they could finally get out of this dark shelter.

"We're here!" exclaimed Tom, his voice filled with excitement to be reborn.

The other survivors were both expectant and nervous, hoping that the arrival of the rescuers would give them hope of life.

Only Mickey's face was unusually solemn, and he yelled at the black man Dahl to turn off the electric switch.

"Turn off the lights!"

Just as Dahl turned off the lights, sparks flashed from the closed iron door, and the door was broken open by a cutter.

A group of soldiers armed with guns and wearing hazmat suits pushed open the door and entered, their eyes wary and sharp.

PS: Guy is pictured below.

The next world, Battlefield: Xenocalypse.