Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 395 - 393: The Final Test (Part 3)

After a long day of rest, the survivors finally welcomed the day of supply delivery.

As usual, Xu Renjie led the group and boarded the city management vehicle. Today’s task was indeed not easy.

On the way, Wang Zhongyu plugged the USB power adapter into the cigarette lighter. After several days of inactivity, he was worried that the monitoring control might have run out of power, so he planned to use the journey to charge it for the following tasks.

Lei Tong was sitting in the car, swaying with its motion. He glanced at Tang Xiaoquan sitting opposite him and, after much thought, decided to voice his concern: "Hey, Little Tang, about your plan to probe Wei Dazhuang today, I keep thinking, what if he’s not a spy and reports our situation? Wouldn’t that expose all our plans?"

These words immediately garnered the soldiers’ agreement, and Li Xiaoxin also expressed his concern: "Yeah! If that drags Luo Yi and the others down, that would..."

He didn’t finish the sentence, but the meaning Li Xiaoxin wanted to convey was clear.

Tang Xiaoquan understood the worries of the two soldiers. However, given the current situation, the longer the issues with the stadium dragged on, the more dangerous it became for the people inside.

After all, human desires grow over time, especially when there’s no moral constraint. People can easily release their inner demons, so...

"The reason I’ve decided to do this is based on my understanding of Wei Dazhuang. I believe he won’t betray us! Of course, if my judgment is wrong, I have a way to handle it!"

He did not explain his contingency plan but silently promised in his heart: "Don’t worry, Wei Yang, no matter what, I won’t let you get hurt!"

The car came to a steady stop at the stadium entrance, and familiar figures reappeared before the survivors.

Tang Xiaoquan stepped forward with a smile, waved in greeting, and then knowingly asked, "Hey! Dazhuang, you look more spirited after a few days. Where’s Zhao brother? Why didn’t he come out with you?"

As his face slightly tensed, Wei Dazhuang’s subtle movement was not lost on Tang Xiaoquan’s vigilant eyes.

It seemed that what Zhao Huilong said the other day wasn’t entirely false. At least judging from Wei Dazhuang’s reaction, he knew his whereabouts. Tang Xiaoquan thought quietly.

"Don’t BS with me! Get out! Inventory check!" With a wave, Wei Dazhuang ignored Tang Xiaoquan’s question and walked towards the city management vehicle.

Seeing his action, Tang Xiaoquan calmly greeted him.

At the same time, Wang Zhongyu almost simultaneously headed towards the two young men who had come out with Wei Dazhuang and were leaning against the door.

"Stop!" Raising his cleaver defensively, Wang Zhongyu’s silent action undoubtedly caused tension among the people at the base.

"Uh~" Clearly not expecting such a reaction to his action, Wang Zhongyu halted his steps, then pulled something from his pocket with a sheepish grin and waved it: "Hey, brothers, calm down! I meant no harm, just wanted to offer you a pack of cigarettes."

"Damn!" One of the young men licked his lips greedily, then relaxed and beckoned to Wang Zhongyu: "Come over then!"

Commanded, Wang Zhongyu ran over with a flattering expression.

"Here, guys, thanks for your hard work!" Distributing a cigarette to each, Wang Zhongyu seemed quite agreeable.

Sure enough, once he served them comfortably, the guards’ attitudes towards him completely changed for the better.

After all, these good items were rarely enjoyed in the base unless higher-ups showed mercy, otherwise...

Enjoying exhaling smoke rings, the two guards were very pleased, casually commenting on the cigarettes and completely forgetting the task Daisha had assigned them to monitor.

While the others were engrossed in the nicotine’s charm, Tang Xiaoquan quietly moved to Wei Dazhuang’s side:

"Brother Wei, I noticed your undercover activity. I left a pack of cigarettes on the car dashboard. It contains what we need. Please, I’m counting on you!"

Without waiting for Wei Dazhuang’s response, Tang Xiaoquan pretended to cooperate and loudly asked, "So? Brother Dazhuang, are the supplies okay this time? They’re all according to your specifications! Good stuff and plenty! Hahaha!"

"Hmm! You’re getting it right!" Wei Dazhuang gave Tang Xiaoquan a sidelong glance, but his words didn’t show surprise, somewhat easing Tang Xiaoquan’s worries.

"Okay! Make sure to deliver to this standard next time too, understand?"

"Got it, got it!" The seamless coordination between Wei Dazhuang and Tang Xiaoquan revealed no hint of their private conversation to outsiders.

Opening the car door, Wei Dazhuang yelled at the young guards still puffing smoke rings: "Stop smoking and open the damn door!"

Afterward, he quickly slipped into the car. Taking advantage of the door being opened, he slipped the pack of cigarettes Tang Xiaoquan mentioned from the dashboard into his pocket.

His movement was swift, truly like a hare on the run.

With the item in hand, Wei Dazhuang, as if nothing had happened, straightened his hair and then took a deep breath, driving into the stadium.

As the city management vehicle drove away, Tang Xiaoquan finally took a long, satisfied breath. No matter what, the first phase of the plan was successfully concluded.

As for the final result, it depended on Wei Dazhuang’s subsequent actions.

Time slowly passed as the grain transport team once again entered a prolonged wait, only this time everyone looked significantly grave.

Although Tang Xiaoquan had analyzed a lot, and while he had great confidence in Wei Dazhuang’s character, the world is unpredictable, and people can change. No one could guarantee that at that moment, Wei Dazhuang still held onto his initial intentions.

Should he divulge today’s events to Scar, the prospect of the Survivor Squad leaving alive would be in serious question.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoquan was undoubtedly the most tense. Frankly speaking, if something unexpected were to happen today, he would be the most direct culprit of the disaster.

So, you can imagine the immense pressure on the young man.

During this period of waiting, his mind was almost entirely occupied with calculating possible unexpected events; just as he was pondering with furrowed brows, the long-closed door finally started to open slowly... (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)