Food God System: Wasteland-Chapter 472 - 270: Destruction

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"Uh! Ah ah ah!"

"What's happening?! My hand?! What's happening?! No! No!"

"It hurts so much, it's killing me! Ah ah ah! No!"

Suddenly, screams erupted from the council soldiers surrounding Chen Che and the others, originally armed with guns, they suddenly broke out in miserable screams.

Each person bent over, curled up on the ground, faces twisted in pain.

Representative Robbie clutched his throat, kneeling on the ground, constantly vomiting bile, his expression contorted, as red veins protruded across his skin.

Except for Chen Che and the others, and Zhou Tian who had taken the pills, everyone else was in agony, curled up on the ground, their skin visibly turning ashen.

Their skin became a ghastly blue-gray, with red pustules surfacing, eyes filled with blood streaks, blue-gray covering them, as each person desperately opened their mouths trying to make a sound, but nothing came out due to corroded vocal cords.

Only the eerie "uh" sounds could be heard as mucus dripped from their mouths, morphing randomly into blood.

Every person lay on the ground in pain, bodies twisted, curled up.

The members of the council present were all like this, except for the Finance Bureau who weren't present, nearly all the other council members had gathered here.

Simultaneously enduring agony, their lives a living hell at this moment.

The President of the Council, Vazmir, old and frail, knelt on the ground, unable to make any sound.

Luo Qingtian was also in pain, face flushed red, suddenly lifting his head to roar, "Chen Che! What did you do?!"

Chen Che replied indifferently, "It's not about what I did, but you partnering with a tiger.

I dare to utilize the Apocalypse Society because I understand its strength, I know its specific intel, so I dare to partner with a tiger, to use this double-edged sword the Apocalypse Society.

Who the hell do you think you are?

You've been in the Ninth Special Zone for how long? Do you know what tactics the Apocalypse Society uses? How many human experiments they've conducted here? What trump cards they hold? You don't know shit, and yet, you dare to use the Apocalypse Society.

I've said, our esteemed Judging Priest sees everyone here as enemies who killed his son, his target for revenge.

That's why he acted against the little princess, thus drawing the vast majority of the council here.

Do you think he appeared just like that? He was merely stalling for time, preventing us from leaving this area.

Do you think I talked crap with you for so long just for the hell of it? Am I bored? It's because I know what this Judging Priest wants to do.

To be honest, the Apocalypse Society, through long-term human experimentation, developed their greatest trump card, enough to destroy the entire Ninth Special Zone, their nuclear bomb.

This nuclear bomb is called the Blood and Flesh Bodhi Seed.

Our esteemed Lord Zhou, just moments ago, with his hands behind his back, crushed a Blood and Flesh Bodhi Seed, now within a 500-meter radius, a special biological toxin is spreading.

After inhaling this toxin, humans will gradually corrode, their cells gradually collapsing, turning into walking corpses on the Wasteland... No wait, to be precise, they should become not those on the Wasteland, whose muscle tough as armor due to long-term exposure.

But the kind of zombies from when the apocalypse just broke out, still flesh devouring with flesh bodies.

Under this biological virus' erosion, you'll gradually turn into mindless zombies, also capable of spreading the virus.

Otherwise, with my authority and status back then, I would have taken action against the Apocalypse Society long ago, but feared they'd blow the bomb in the Ninth Special Zone if pushed to the edge.

I don't want to inherit a dead city.

Without sufficient preparation, I wouldn't dare to act rashly.

Who knew you all have pig brains, unable to play politics, strategies, or even outplay this ruthless Lord Zhou, the Judging Priest.

What do you think we just ate?

Do you think I really know nothing?

I tell you, when the game truly started, my mind already conceived dozens of scenarios.

Including the current scenario which was also in my head.

My influence and network in the Ninth Special Zone exceed your imagination, the identities of those collaborating with me, you'd never guess in lifelong inquiries.

I preemptively collaborated with someone to develop an antidote for this virus, but I still didn't dare to act against the Apocalypse Society because the materials for this antidote are too demanding, until now it can't be mass-produced for every citizen of the Ninth Special Zone to have one. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Only my people can be accommodated.

So, I've been waiting, always plotting.

Who knew you'd walk right into my hands?

Don't blame me then."

Chen Che's collaborator was someone Luo Qingtian couldn't guess, because it was Luo Qingtian's very own wife, Song Xuejian.

Song Xuejian's research on biological viruses was quite unique, otherwise, she couldn't have kept Anna alive for so long.

Sometimes having an affair isn't for thrills, sometimes it's for achieving goals.

Such as obtaining the current antidote.

Luo Qingtian's expression completely collapsed at this moment, he also understood, the reasons behind all Chen Che's actions.

Now, the entire upper echelon of the Ninth Special Zone's political arena was infected with this zombie virus.

In no time, the entire council's upper echelon will turn into zombies.

Moreover, it wasn't Chen Che who made a move, it's because of their stupid heads bungling the situation, dying at the hands of Apocalypse Society.

The entire political bureau was left empty and uneasy, allowing An Nishang to logically assume control over the council.

They were all deceived.

They thought Chen Che would bring a large force to fight them in a military coup.

This lunatic was audacious, bolder, maybe a military coup was also on Chen Che's menu, but it was never his main course, perhaps the current scene was the one Chen Che most wanted to see.

A bloodless decapitation strike, eliminating all top council leaders!

If a military coup was launched, even if they gained control of the Ninth Special Zone, even if the Night Empire tacitly approved An Nishang's leadership.

But if various military changes happened later on the Wasteland, someone could still use this method to attack An Nishang.

After all, An Nishang eliminated the entire council through military means, the most iron-blooded method.

But now things were different!

The entire council died at the hands of the Apocalypse Society, paying the price for its stupidity!

No relation to Chen Che and An Nishang.

In fact, Chen Che and An Nishang could later claim they are avenging the council and take control of the entire Ninth Special Zone, command most military powers, even open a purge against the Apocalypse Society.

Luo Qingtian understood some things but couldn't fathom others, he didn't know how Chen Che could perfectly mobilize so many resources, why Chen Che could move forward step by step to this point.

Being between understanding and not understanding almost made Luo Qingtian explode!

Luo Qingtian's expression was twitching, grinding his teeth, face contorted.

"Fuck you Chen Che, you're a damn bastard!"

Chen Che's lips curled into a cold smile, saying: "Victors write history, that's how it's always been, farewell, gentlemen."

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