He shook his head, and the Squad Leader looked coldly toward the southwest.
With deliberate propaganda stirring things up, the surrounding Survivors naturally regarded them as villains, thinking they were monopolizing this place.
Many ordinary people even believed that they could gain great power by entering the Black Domain, while the guards like them were lackeys helping evil do its work and refusing to let everyone grow stronger.
"Captain, if you ask me, we shouldn't be guarding this place at all."
"Let that bunch of idiots go in! Let's see how many can come back alive! Once enough people die, they'll naturally learn to be afraid!"
"Damn it, it's not like we're keeping all these things for ourselves! How many supplies have we distributed after fighting tooth and nail to get them?"
"If we hadn't provided them with food, everyone around here would have starved to death long ago! How would they still have the strength to cause trouble for us!?"
The angrier they became, perhaps because of what had happened last night, the more the entire Squad found themselves seething with resentment.
A bunch of ungrateful ingrates.
Although they could understand that many people had been deceived, the feeling of being so wronged was truly unbearable.
Especially since they couldn't even explain themselves.
When Dragon Security occasionally couldn't bear to stand by and sent out food for humanitarian reasons, many Gathering Place rulers would publicize it as their own achievement.
If not for the Third Order experts among them arguing their case with Dragon Security and having the strength to resist, Dragon Security would never have been so generous with its supplies.
"What are you thinking about?"
"If too many people go in and the Black Domain has a problem that spreads, the entire Northwest War Zone will be