Chapter 177

The Enforcement Team members quickly grasped the key point in that sentence, and looked at Talulah with interest.

Her willingness to step forward and shield her from the whip is probably related to that middle-aged infected man from earlier. Otherwise, given the character of a noble Miss, would she be so kind?

"You're something else, knowing such a beautiful noble Miss and not saying a word. Next time you come, I'll just take less from you, you hear me?"

The middle-aged infected man did not express his gratitude; he only felt that the behavior of the Enforcement Team members was too much!

Talulah went around to the outside and didn't find Ursus regulars, which is why she dared to stand here:

"If Ursus could provide the infected with a safe place to end their lives, we wouldn't be this angry. But, comrade infected, look up and see this ugly face!"

"If it weren't for me, he could have decided your life or death just now. Maybe our lives aren't worth much, but why should someone like that decide your fate?"

The thought of countless oppressed infected lurking in the shadows near the settlement made her raise her voice:

"Why?!"

A single question, yet it struck a chord.

Like a drumbeat, it struck my heart.

Talulah's words were extremely persuasive. This is also why some people were willing to follow her:

"Comrades infected, wake up! When they came before, did they let anyone go just because they were nice? The only reason they let you live was because they thought they could squeeze money out of you!"

When you have no money, no land, and no more value to them, they will discard you like trash, completely disregarding your life or death. I just want to ask you one question: Why? How we infected people live and die should be decided by ourselves!

Seeing the infected fleeing in disarray from all directions, the Enforcement Team members trembled:

"Who... who are you?"

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"Who... who are you?"

When the Enforcement Team member asked in a trembling voice, Talulah did not respond. She had already introduced herself; there was no need to repeat herself.

She glanced around, then at the infected individuals lurking in the shadows. Their eyes were lifeless, like dry tinder, drained of every last drop of moisture.

Now, all that's missing is a spark.

A fire called freedom, burning fiercely!

Talulah knew many infected people were watching her, so she raised her voice to make sure they could all hear her:

"Comrades, please listen to me!"

A person should live with dignity, not resignedly rot in this land! Now is the time to resist those who have stripped us of our dignity. We use violence not as punishment, not as domination, not as a measure of value, and not as a pretense of appeasement.

We should use our fists and weapons to tell those who see us as ants that we are alive, and deserve to live. Only those who are alive should live!

Upon hearing the Miss's reactionary remarks, the Enforcement Team members quickly pulled out their communicators to call for help:

"You scoundrel! I don't care whose Eldest Daughter you are, how dare you use such fallacies and heresies to bewitch His Majesty the Emperor's people! I'll have you executed right now!"

Talulah had already confirmed that there were no scouts or Ursus regulars nearby. Seeing that the other side was trying to request reinforcements, she slashed the communicator with her sword.

This guy is incredibly bold to come alone to the infected's settlement and act so arrogantly.

Or did he think he had these infected people under control and could kill a few without encountering any resistance?

"Hateful!"

The Enforcement Team members took off running.

But Talulah rudely stopped him.

Her sword suddenly burst into crimson flames, the light of which seemed to ignite the hearts of dry tinder.

The Enforcement Team's face was ashen; he knew today was likely a grim day. He quickly begged the infected people around him for mercy, hoping to awaken their compassion:

"No, don't kill me. I have an eighty-year-old mother and a five-year-old daughter at home..."

"Shut up!"

Talulah wasn't about to let the Enforcement Team members easily take control of the situation, and she interrupted sharply:

"Comrades infected, have you forgotten how he treated you before? If you let him go today, he will only become more ruthless and cause more innocent infected compatriots to be harmed! The rights of the infected are not given by these guys; the rights of the infected must be fought for by ourselves!"

Now we have nowhere to retreat. Do you want your living and deceased families to know that we died a cowardly death? Come on, let's make a change. It all starts with resisting the members of this Enforcement Team!

The crimson flames reflected in the pupils of every infected person present. The anger that had been simmering within them for so long seemed to be ignited by something.

It was burning fiercely, and there was no way to stop it!

One infected person after another emerged, their faces ashen. Their experiences may have differed, but each shared similar painful memories.

There is fire in their eyes!

There's ruthlessness in their eyes!

The Enforcement Team members were surrounded and made to pay the price for their past misdeeds.

More than twenty minutes later.

Talulah Originium Arts to burn the bodies of the Enforcement Team members, along with their bloodstains.

The pungent smell of barbecue filled the air, causing everyone to cover their noses and evacuate. Some, unable to bear it any longer, squatted against the wall in a corner and vomited.

The middle-aged infected man, who had exchanged a few words with Talulah half an hour earlier, stared intently at the ball of flame, refusing to leave. He had participated in the mass revenge earlier, and his face was flushed with a sickly redness due to malnutrition and excessive excitement.

The deaths of the Enforcement Team members were not without significance.

At least it lets everyone know that this woman in black aristocratic attire is also infected. And, she is someone who is genuinely willing to speak up for them.

"Sorry."

The middle-aged infected man bowed and apologized to Talulah.

"Without you, I would have died just now. Even though being like this is no different from being dead, I still sincerely thank you. I'm sorry that I shouldn't have been so prejudiced and swore at you from the start. I was just too angry at the time and couldn't control my emotions."

"It's okay, everyone goes through this."

Seeing the woman's magnanimity, the middle-aged infected man felt even more guilty and wanted to make amends as much as possible:

"I don't have much left at home, just some wheat porridge. If you don't mind, please wait for me."

"No, I came here to inquire about the guerrillas in the Snowfield plains."

Talulah's words sent a shiver down the spine of the middle-aged infected man, who stared at the woman before him with a strange expression.

"You..."

"Don't worry, I'm not with the Ursus army. As I just mentioned, I'm the leader of an organization. You may have heard of it; it's called Rhodes Island."

We've just escaped the Ursus Army Group's blockade and arrived at Lake Vega. We want to find the Patriot's guerrillas to discuss some matters.

Upon learning the reason, the middle-aged infected person showed a slightly embarrassed expression and explained:

"Ah, then you're probably going to be disappointed. Patriot Patriot's guerrillas don't want to be found, nor do they want to unite with any force. They just keep taking in infected people from the ice plains and training them into warriors. Like me, I failed the test and was eliminated. But undeniably, this is the foundation upon which the guerrillas can survive."

Talulah her stance clear and attempted to persuade:

"Excuse me, could you introduce me to Patriot or one of his men? Regardless of whether they are willing to ally with the Rhodes Island, we should at least meet them. We paid a heavy price to get here. We can't leave without even seeing them. We need to give our men a clear explanation."

In the home of the middle-aged infected man, a member of the Snow Beast Squad was tending to his wounds. These people often provided supplies and took good care of everyone; he didn't know whether he should say anything.

"Miss Talulah, is that so?"

Just as the middle-aged infected man hesitated, a member of the Snow Beast Squad stepped out of the tent, clutching his abdomen with one hand:

"Let me introduce myself, I'm Petrova from the Snow Beast Squad. What you just said to everyone was really inspiring. But I really liked it."

Talulah recognized the compliment and nodded with a smile:

"Thanks."

Petrova made no attempt to hide the admiration in her eyes, stating quite frankly:

"It's not difficult for you to see Patriot. I have a way to make your wish come true. Our captain is Patriot's adopted daughter. If I can introduce you to her, you will have the opportunity to meet Patriot."

Talulah's pupils dilated slightly, somewhat surprised:

"You trust me that much? You tell me everything? Aren't you afraid I'm a spy sent by Ursus?"

Petrova chuckled and replied:

"No, I see justice in your eyes, the very thing we've been searching for. Maybe I can persuade Big Sister to join the Rhodes Island."

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The middle-aged infected man used a porcelain bowl with two cracks to scoop a bowl of wheat porridge and handed it to Talulah:

"My benefactor, I have nothing else to offer you, so please make do with this."

Talulah shook her head, not reaching out to take it:

"No need, you keep it for yourself. I'm not hungry, you need this bowl of porridge more than I do."

The middle-aged infected man grinned bitterly and put down his bowl.

"It doesn't matter whether I eat or not, there's only a little left anyway. I killed the Enforcement Team today, so this settlement can't just sit idly by anymore. Ursus is so big, it doesn't matter where I go, there are damn black bugs everywhere. Maybe I'll fall on the way to migrate. But so what? At least I'll have truly stood up for myself before my life burns out."

Seeing the other party's pessimism, Talulah invited:

"Then, come with me."

"Huh? Where to? Now?"

"Not now, but later. When you and the infected in this settlement have thought things through, or when you are truly driven to the brink of despair, if you still want to live, come find me in the Rhodes Island."

Living in the wilderness or Snowfield is honestly really tough. But we have somewhere to go, and we'll find places to farm. And we have a lot of people who trade with nearby villages. No matter how hard life is, we can survive, and we must survive.

Ideals are often far from reality, while reality is often much more glamorous.

The middle-aged infected person quickly snapped out of his rosy illusions and raised an unavoidable question:

"What if we encounter military police or Enforcement Team?"

Talulah stared at him with unwavering determination:

"Then defeat them."

"Ah?"

"What I can do, you can do too. Didn't we just get revenge on the Enforcement Team? If anyone persecutes or exploits infected people, we will unite and fight them off. Our lives, our dignity, our arable land, and all kinds of supplies need to be fought back bit by bit with these hands."

Petrova, a member of the Snow Beast Squad, finished getting ready and walked out of the infected settlement with Talulah's help.

Before leaving, she left the approximate location of the Rhodes Island's Temporary Camp. Infected individuals on site who wished to join could simply head there. En route, they would likely encounter Scout teams scattered throughout; simply stating their name would allow them to be led to the camp.

Of course, there are risks involved in what Talulah did.

For example, selfish infected individuals might find nearby Enforcement Team and inform on the location of the Rhodes Island's camp. This has happened before, and it's not impossible for it to happen again now.

However, Talulah believed them.

It's believed that the infected individuals involved in killing the Enforcement Team members won't turn themselves in to the Enforcement Team. This is why she didn't act directly, but instead incited the infected in the settlement to seek revenge.

As for the infected in the settlement, Talulah didn't urge them, but instead gave them the choice. If they wanted something, they had to make their own decisions.

Talulah followed Petrova out of the settlement, heading northwest. After walking about three or four kilometers, she suddenly asked:

"You say you're a member of the Snow Beast Squad, so is your leader FrostNova?"

"What, you know him?"

Talulah shook her head and explained:

"It's just because her name spread among the infected in the Northwest Tundra even earlier than mine."

Petrova didn't look back and continued walking forward:

"So, you do have some fame."

After the two crossed the hill ahead, an abandoned city standing on the flat ground came into view.

The Ruined Walls were covered with a thick layer of snow, clearly indicating that the site had been uninhabited for a long time.