14 Pain Tolerance 10

Now that the general trend was lost, Li Xiaoxiao wanted to kill the enemy, but lacked the power to turn things around.

The next moment, a gun was pressed against his temple.

With the muzzle against his head, Li Xiaoxiao panicked. Cold sweat broke out all over him, and his body began trembling uncontrollably.

Yet he still endured the piercing pain, clenched his teeth, raised his head, and stubbornly looked at the gunman.

One glance was all it took for him to recognize the other party.

Li Xiaoxiao clenched his teeth. After a long silence, he finally forced out, "Zhang Guangmu!"

His whole body shook from the pain, and he had completely conceded in his heart. Though he had long since begun to give up on himself, he still refused to lose face, forcing himself to remain composed. "You can shoot now."

Zhang Guangmu raised an eyebrow but did not move the gun away. "We have No Grudge. There was never any need for us to fight to the death."

"As long as you swear that you won't Going crazy and slaughtering people, no one will hurt you."

Speaking of which, he turned his head. "The brothers wounded by Li Xiaoxiao earlier will each get an extra ten Beef Canned Food when we get back, as compensation for their injuries. Sound good?"

The few Changhe Survivors who had been shot by Li Xiaoxiao and cowered in the back immediately looked ecstatic.

The other Changhe People, meanwhile, were filled with regret. They wished they could secretly shoot themselves and fish in troubled waters to claim the compensation, but they simply could not bring themselves to be that ruthless.

"I told you before, you did me a favor."

Zhang Guangmu looked down at Li Xiaoxiao, who was half-kneeling before him, lowered his voice, and began striking a pose. "Changhe Guangmu always repays a favor."

This was a cheap imitation of the House Lannister motto from A Song of Ice and Fire, but honestly, those eight words really did have a bit of style to them.

Zhang Guangmu had no idea what Li Xiaoxiao and the Production Team thought, but the viewers floating nearby in the form of White Balls were more than willing to eat it up.

"Ohoho! He really is a reader! He just pulled that line out on the spot—pretty impressive!"

"What a Youth! Such great bearing!"

"Even though I know Zhang Guangmu is a total idiot, he still looked cool just now. Damn it!"

"Stop praising him, stop praising him! What if everyone starts praising him and he gets full of himself? Watch out for Shang Zhongyong!"

"What kind of reference is Shang Zhongyong?"

"One of the classics from the pre-nuclear era! It's about the Young genius Fang Zhongyong, who was wildly praised by everyone, squandered his talent, and ultimately became completely ordinary!"

"Oh, oh! Got it! Thanks for clearing that up, Big Shot!"

Zhang Guangmu remained expressionless, but the corners of his lips could not help curling upward.

He had pulled it off!

Hehe!

Nice!

Still, Acting Skill 1 really wasn't enough!

His next Points definitely had to go into Acting Skill, or these idiot viewers would break his composure sooner or later.

With countless Thoughts running through his mind, Zhang Guangmu smiled at Li Xiaoxiao. "Back then, you had Chu Fan give me a Mooncake. You gave me a chance to survive, so now I'm going to take revenge... Ahem! No, that's not right! I'm going to repay you!"

Li Xiaoxiao's eyelid twitched at those words. The Youth before him seemed somewhat different from the tough leader and proud talent he had imagined.

Now that the enemy Big Shot had stated that he would not kill him, the threat to his survival was gone, and pain once again seized the high ground of Li Xiaoxiao's nerve endings. Cold sweat poured from his entire body.

Hiss...

He sucked in a sharp breath from the pain, gritting his teeth in an effort to look tough. Yet he still failed, letting out a suppressed howl that made everyone's scalps tingle.

"Wuwu..."

Li Xiaoxiao could not hold back his tears anymore.

As Li Xiaoxiao suffered through the torment, he tried to swallow his tears while his mind ran wild.

He suddenly began to admire Zhang Guangmu a little.

Watching this guy get shot, he had felt nothing much. But after taking a bullet himself, he immediately understood what it meant for pain to cut to the bone!

The guy in front of him had several bloody holes in his body, yet he could still bounce around everywhere as though nothing had happened.

It was just...

Ridiculous.

Li Xiaoxiao wiped away his tears and even began to question what Zhang Guangmu really was. "You... don't feel pain?"

Zhang Guangmu raised an eyebrow. "How could that be? Have you been reading too many Fantasy Novels?"

He glanced at the several bloody holes in his body, putting on an unconcerned expression, though his tone carried a hint of inexplicable pride. "If you're a Man, you just grit your teeth and endure this level of pain. It'll pass."

In reality, Zhang Guangmu had been tormented by congenital Radiation Sickness for more than a decade.

The more it hurt... the more he still could not get used to it!

There was no helping it!

That thing was truly soul-rending pain!

Whenever his illness flared up, Zhang Guangmu felt as though every cell in his body was rebelling!

Without painkillers, an ordinary person would be tortured into Going crazy within weeks, perhaps even driven to end their own life!

But painkillers were too expensive. Let alone an orphan like Zhang Guangmu, even someone with a normal income could not afford them...

Anyway, all the Fellow patients Zhang Guangmu had known were no longer alive.

The profile pictures in that Patient group had all turned gray. Only Zhang Guangmu remained, like a Wild grass battered by wind and rain, stubbornly clinging to life.

In short...

The Radiation Sickness that had failed to kill Zhang Guangmu for the time being had forged his optimistic character and given him immense Pain Tolerance.

Zhang Guangmu felt that if the Book of Acting were to evaluate his Pain Tolerance, it should be at least 10.

After all, a Normal Human would never experience the pain he had endured in an entire lifetime.

Unfortunately, the Book of Acting had no interest in satisfying Zhang Guangmu's vanity. It did not consider Pain Tolerance an ability worth mentioning.

"Those who leave me cannot be kept in the days gone by."

Zhang Guangmu's heart stirred as he quietly reminded himself, "As long as one lives, one must seize the present and cherish the future."

His voice was not loud, but the nearby White Ball viewers and Li Xiaoxiao still heard it.

Li Xiaoxiao thought Zhang Guangmu was speaking to him. Those words moved him deeply, and he completely lost the will to fight. He simply closed his eyes and surrendered.

Seeing This scene, Zhang Guangmu decisively turned his gun away and swept his gaze across the Changhe Survivors around him.

Facing everyone's expectant gazes, Zhang Guangmu declared, "Boys! The enemy has been completely routed! Next comes the time to collect our spoils of war!"

"All my previous promises and bounties still stand! Those who are injured can go claim food right now!"

"Also..."

"Whoever captures Chu Fan will receive an additional thirty Canned food!"

A certain Second-generation leader of Changhe Survivor Camp was spending inherited wealth without a second thought.

Though Changhe Camp had reached the end of its rope, Zhao Zhengrong's control had not weakened in the slightest before he went to Receive Bento. He had kept the camp in perfect order, and the warehouse still held enough Rations to last roughly three days.

If someone else had taken Changhe's top position, they could only tighten their belts and cut Rations. But Zhang Guangmu did the opposite, wishing the people below would consume every bit of stored food to raise morale.

Hearing Zhang Guangmu's words, the Changhe People swallowed hard, their eyes beginning to gleam with the cold green light of a pack of wolves.

The hunt...

Had begun!