Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus-Chapter 308 - 300: Took the Benefits but Didn’t Do the Work!

Hundreds of kilometers from Li Yu and his team's base, there was a massive base.

At this moment outside the base, a man stood about a hundred meters from the entrance, watching some people enter.

However, those entering always had to hand over something.

At the entrance of the large base, six or seven fully armed people were searching a convoy.

The convoy looked like it had just returned from outside.

....

"Brother Tao, we really didn't find much this trip, can we keep a bit more this time?" A middle-aged man took a pack of cigarettes from his inner jacket pocket, popped one out, and offered it to the fully armed man.

Captain Tao took the cigarette, just as he was about to put it to his lips, the weathered middle-aged man, eager like a lackey, hurried forward to light it for Captain Tao.

Ssss~ Huu~ Captain Tao took a drag of the cigarette. The white smoke drifted away into the air.

The weathered middle-aged man looked at the newly opened pack of cigarettes, furrowed his brows slightly as if making up his mind with determination, and stuffed the entire pack into Captain Tao's pocket.

Captain Tao didn't stop the man's actions and took another leisurely drag, then nonchalantly said, "Old Liu, these are the rules here. If I make an exception for you, what would others think, right?"

"You're right, Captain Tao. But please, show some leniency, I've also got two bottles of liquor as gifts for you," the man said, trying to ingratiate himself.

"It's all regulations. There's nothing I can do," Captain Tao said calmly as he noticed two more bottles of liquor added to his bag.

A shadow flickered across the weathered man's eyes. These weren't enough to satiate their appetites; their demands were too great.

Captain Tao seemed to sense the man's mood and sighed, "We're just following the rules here, it's all official business, Old Liu. You have to understand our difficulties."

The tone carried a sense of moral lecturing as if the middle-aged man was clueless, attempting to cheat, while Captain Tao was a paragon of fairness strictly enforcing the rules!

The man's face turned sour, but he still tried to curry favor:

"But, but it was said that only a third would be taken... Look, look you've taken half already..."

"Hey. I thought you, Old Liu, were sensible. Are you still bringing this up? We're here to protect the base, are we supposed to live on air?" Captain Tao said, visibly impatient.

"This...." Old Liu tried to say something else.

"Enough, let's leave it at that, don't annoy me, Old Liu, you ought to be grateful, if you keep on like this, you won't be allowed in today," Captain Tao said angrily.

Hearing Captain Tao's words, the man's expression changed dramatically; he had family inside waiting for him to return. He had been out for a long time; he must return as soon as possible.

"Captain Tao, Captain Tao, please, we know we were wrong, this is to show our respect to you." The weathered man handed over another pack of cigarettes, stuffing it into Captain Tao's pocket.

Seeing the pack of cigarettes, Captain Tao's face became much warmer, and he patted Old Liu's shoulder.

He glanced at the supplies already divided into two piles and smiled.

Then he said to the few fully armed men in front of him, "Alright, let it be, let them in."

Hearing Captain Tao's words, the weathered man felt a surge of relief, then hurriedly directed the drivers behind him to proceed inside.

After driving forward for a while, the weathered man asked the person next to him, "How much did they take?"

"Two-thirds!"

"Damn it, fucking bastards!" The weathered man couldn't help but curse.

That's just too much!

People ask for help; it's normal to give some benefit.

But receiving favors and still damn well not doing anything, only to add troubles in the end, that kind of person is utterly disgusting!

However, people like that existed both before the apocalypse and during it, and there are quite a lot of them.

"What do we do now?" the young man next to him asked.

"Next time let's all hide some stuff. I saw that old Sun from next door, they could hide some things in their vehicle. This time, everyone has worked hard. Alas, everyone gets a bit less, let's just hold off for two days, and in a few days we'll go out and gather more supplies," said the aged man with a somewhat unpleasant expression on his face.

"Okay."

....

The person standing a hundred meters outside the base gate was Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang had actually been around here for several days. When he initially fled to this side, he did not know there was such a big base here.

He just happened to see it, so he stayed to observe for a few days.

During these days, he saw that some people were entering this base.

While he was staring in a trance, a voice came from next to Mr. Wang: "I have been inside, there's really nothing much, it's just safer inside, nothing else."

Mr. Wang, hearing the voice, quickly moved two steps to the side; he hadn't even heard this person approaching him.

"Don't be scared, hahaha, we're all friends here." This came from a man with a splotchy face and missing two teeth, his speech somewhat whistling.

His hair was graying, but his skin was tight, making it difficult to determine his real age.

"You've been inside?" Mr. Wang asked skeptically, looking at the tooth-missing man.

"For real," said the tooth-missing man.

"Then why would you come out? Didn't you say it was safer inside?" Mr. Wang asked.

"Yeah, no choice. They don't distribute things inside, all your food, you have to get it yourself, it's just free from zombies inside," said the tooth-missing man.

Then the man added: "And every time you go in, you have to pay them protection money, I think it's not worth it. Dude, I've told you so much, give me some tip."

The tooth-missing man looked at Mr. Wang with a smile on his face.

Mr. Wang flinched inwardly, damn, even forced trade can happen.

Then he saw that outside the base there were also some people living around the base, a large number.

To avoid becoming a target in their eyes, he didn't bring the supplies he drove over from Harmony Garden. Of course, he didn't drive the car either.

He only had a pack of cigarettes and two packs of soda crackers.

After thinking it over, Mr. Wang took out a pack of soda crackers.

He then opened the package, and pulled out a cracker, then another, and another.

Seemingly reluctant, he then put one cracker back.

"Hey, hey, at least three pieces," the tooth-missing man said quickly after seeing Mr. Wang's actions.

"Ah, this is my last pack, this is..." Mr. Wang's expression was extremely troubled.

But in the end, he still took out three pieces, handed them over and said: "Really now, okay, I give you three pieces, now you tell me properly about this base."

After receiving the three soda crackers, the tooth-missing man swallowed his spit, but didn't immediately put them in his mouth to eat!

Instead, he carefully and earnestly put them in his pocket, gently patting it.