Outside the inner area, a man with an icy expression was about to enter when Xiong Wenhui noticed something was off and stopped him.
"Hold it. Are you level five yet? Let me test you."
The man said, "I've met Leader Chen Luo once before. You could say we're friends. I heard that as long as you pay enough, you can have certain requests fulfilled."
"I have a level seven crystal here. I'd like to give it a try."
The man took out a fiery-red level seven crystal.
Xiong Wenhui's eyes lit up, and she let him through.
The man's name was Deng Xianhong. Ye Gaofei had once held a meeting, and while Chen Luo was browsing the stalls there, he had taken an interest in Deng Xianhong's diesel.
Seeing that Chen Luo exuded the aura of a big shot, Deng Xianhong had offered him all his diesel, saying he wanted to make friends.
Chen Luo had enjoyed the flattery and tacitly accepted.
They hadn't had much contact since then, though.
Deng Xianhong asked for directions, then strode into the Stadium.
Chen Luo had the confidence to make such a bold promise. Maybe he'll really help me, for old times' sake.
At that moment, Chen Guang was standing on the stage.
"How do you survive? Rats and bugs are edible too. It's like water. Early in the Apocalypse, drinking that water could give you a stomachache at best, or kill you at worst."
"Now that everyone's stronger, nobody gets a stomachache from drinking water anymore, right?"
"The same goes for rats. Eating them won't kill you. It's better than starving to death. You can also catch seafood along the coast in the future."
Chen Luo decided to see his good deed through and share this information as well.
Rat meat