The Human Traitor, the Beginning of the Collapse of Trust

The castle has only one gate on the front.

Because it was a double-leaf gate, it looked exceptionally heavy, and there was also a simple small entrance/exit door next to the main gate.

The small door was pushed open, and a small group of kobolds walked out.

Unlike the exploration team, this squad consisted of 12 kobolds: 6 warriors in the front, 3 sorcerers in the middle, and 3 warriors at the rear.

Through the telescope, Su Mo saw the purpose in the eyes of the kobold squad.

They're coming in this direction!

However, the kobold squad was not moving fast, and it didn't seem like they were chasing anything; rather, it seemed like they were going somewhere on business.

"Is this group heading to the Saltpeter Mine?"

Based on a rough guess, the two sides are still about a kilometer apart.

Turning his head, Su Mo summoned Fine Iron Electric Spear from his Storage Space and, without saying a word, swiftly thrust it into the captured kobold beside him.

Although this spear lacked the aid of electric power, it still managed to crack open the kobold captive's skull with the terrifying force that Su Mo now possessed.

Seeing that the red and white bodies were about to be pulled out of the spear and left on the ground, Su Mo had a thought and put the corpses into the burial bucket he had made in his Storage Space.

When you're navigating the world, you have to be ruthless when necessary.

Now that the mission of the kobold captive has been accomplished, there is no need for further discussion. The greatest mercy we can show him is to send him back to the embrace of the Kobold Ancestral God.

"We can't kill these guys yet. Let's follow them and see what they're up to."

A twelve-man kobold squad, whether hiding in a kobold Saltpeter Mine camp or guarding Kobold Castle, might still be a tricky problem.

But once they were in the wild, Su Mo was 100% confident that he could wipe out all the kobolds in one fell swoop.

After observing for a few more moments, I saw that the kobold squad was still not changing direction at a distance of about 500 meters.

Suppressing his thoughts, Su Mo hunched over and quickly retreated along the flank.

Oreo, who was beside him, immediately understood Su Mo's meaning and ran with Su Mo across the wilderness.

A man and a dog, free from all attachments, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

Lying on the grass not far away with Oreo, Su Mo coldly watched the kobold squad pass by, completely unaware that he was lying there.

The kobold squad's formation was extremely loose during the march.

Two Kobold Warlock were even walking in the middle to the back of the group, whispering to each other, laughing loudly one moment and howling at the sky the next, having a great time.

"Oreo, go around to the front and see if there are any kobolds waiting to meet you. If there are, come back and tell me in time. I'll follow behind them."

Su Mo reached out his hands and, through his Combat Suit, patted Oreo's round dog head, giving instructions in a low voice.

Oreo, who could understand human speech, nodded, let out a low growl, and suddenly darted forward.

Compared to the slow-moving kobolds, Oreo, who crawls on all fours, is frighteningly fast.

In just five or six breaths, they caught up with the kobold squad and circled around to the front of the kobolds from the flank.

"Good!"

Standing up, Su Mo quickly walked to the front of the high slope. After confirming several times that there was no other team in the Kobold Castle, he jogged after them.

From the Saltpeter Mine camp to the Kobold Castle.

The distance between the two places isn't far, measured by the Dune Buggy.

It took Su Mo more than an hour to walk back to the Saltpeter Mine camp with the kobold squad.

In the distance, less than 500 meters away, was the makeshift defensive camp erected by the kobolds.

Several huge, sharpened wooden spikes were placed horizontally in front of the camp gate.

The fence surrounding the camp also features barbed wooden stakes that would make anyone with trypophobia dizzy.

There are two reconnaissance towers, each about ten meters high, standing on either side of the camp, responsible for surveying the surrounding terrain.

This arrangement did not confuse Su Mo; on the contrary, it evoked a sense of familiarity.

"If I couldn't see these kobolds, I would probably really think this was a human-built refuge camp."

With a self-deprecating laugh, Su Mo took out his binoculars and looked towards the Saltpeter Mine.

From the initial observation of these miners to the round trip, approximately two hours had passed.

But the people in the mines are still being exploited, toiling away under the scorching sun.

This time, being closer, Su Mo could see more clearly the pain and numbness on the miners' faces through the telescope.

Standing on the hillside, you could see the entire mine, and at that time you could see more than fifty miners.

At this point, lying prone around the camp, you can only see one side of the mine.

"From what we can clearly see at the moment, there are twelve people of Asian descent, seventeen people of Black descent, and six people of White descent."

"Huh? Why don't these two people need to mine?"

Under the telescope, Su Mo's face showed a hint of surprise.

In my field of vision, everyone else was working hard to mine, sweat streaming down their faces, washing away the black soil and leaving clear streaks.

But around these miners, there were two people carrying wooden spears, walking back and forth, who didn't look like miners at all.

He took off the binoculars, rubbed his eyes which were a little sore from focusing on the binoculars for so long, and after a while, Su Mo looked again.

This time, he could clearly see the skin color of the two people.

One yellow, one white.

"Is this the foreman?"

Wherever there are people, there are classes. Even if they become slaves to the kobolds, it is normal for two so-called overseers to emerge.

However, the next second, after moving the telescope, Su Mo's anger flared up instantly.

In the large building in the center of the camp, you can clearly see a man who looks somewhat like he comes from an island nation, sitting in front of the kobolds, chatting and laughing.

The three Warlock Kobold who had come from the castle earlier were now sitting in front of the man, making gestures and saying something.

"Damn it, this guy eats better than me and lives more comfortably than me. I wonder how much blood and sweat he's been exploited!"

Other people are mining and sweating.

Inside the house, the man sat in front of a grill, flipping it carelessly and occasionally sprinkling on what appeared to be seasoning.

Even if you can't smell the aroma of the seasonings sprinkled on the meat.

Su Mo could also fill in some gaps in his memory from Earth.

Time passed by, second by second.

Su Mo watched as the man finished grilling the meat, then used a knife to cut it into pieces and put them into the kobolds' bowls. After everyone finished eating, they went out of the wooden hut and talked in the center of the camp.

During this process, even Oreo became a little anxious, but Su Mo remained completely calm.

"Damn it. I knew this person looked so familiar."

Through the telescope, one could see the ugly face of the man in the center of the camp, a man who had betrayed humanity and become a "Human Traitor."

At the same time, it also stirred up a small fragment of Su Mo's memory.

"If I remember correctly, this JD.com is Maeda Kento."

"I think I saw this person's message in the world chat panel after the first version update."

Little by little, memories began to emerge as Su Mo diligently unearthed them.

"This person seemed to be saying they were looking for kind-hearted people to stick together for warmth, but it turned out to be a classic case of entrapment!"

In the already dangerous wasteland world.

At this time, the profession of "Human Traitor" suddenly emerged.

Suddenly, Su Mo felt the game chat panel revealing all sorts of malice, manipulated by someone with ulterior motives.

Perhaps in the early stages, the chat panel was a powerful tool for everyone to communicate.

But the further you go, the harder it becomes to figure out the character of each person who speaks on the chat panel, and whether there is any malice in their words or actions.

By then, personal credibility will have collapsed, and no one will trust someone they don't know well.

Besides the officially established shelters, privately built shelters will be rife with intrigue and backstabbing.

The remaining lone wolf can only live alone in the apocalypse.

"The fact that Ma Gu survived 19 disasters alone and was unwilling to seek out his companions is probably a true reflection of the collapse of trust between people."

The more Soma thought about it, and the more he looked at Maeda Kento, whose lips were still greasy, Su Mo more murderous intent surged within him.

This child must not be allowed to live!