Chapter 15 (1/2)
On the open space in the middle of the work area, Old Jack gestured with his hand. Immediately, the chattering crowd quietened down.
Old Jack cleared his throat and pointed to Hans.
Just last night, Hans, this bitch, assaulted this poor girl! ”
Even though everyone had vaguely guessed what was going on, when Old Jack spoke the truth, it still caused a huge ruckus.
Many men cursed at Hans. However, it was unknown whether it was out of sympathy for Rita, or because they were angry that Hans had lured everyone away.
Lingcun clenched his fist. Rita's misfortune was caused by him indirectly.
If he hadn't pushed Rita out of the door last night, it might have been another outcome.
But it was a foregone conclusion, and even if it was zero, it could not change the fate that was about to befall Rita.
Old Jack waved his hand again, calming everyone down. He pointed furiously at Hans and said, ”This despicable dog is ignoring the rules set by me, Old Jack. How do you think we should punish him?”
After a short period of silence, someone first shouted ”Toss it into the wilderness to feed the wolves”, and then voices of agreement rose one after another.
Hans, who was kneeling on the ground, swept his gaze across these people with a venomous gaze.
He opened his mouth and let out a deep growl, like a vicious dog that was about to swallow someone whole.
Finally, his eyes fell on Old Jack.
Old Jack looked at him without pity, like a dead wolf in the wilderness. ”Did you hear that?”
”It's you who broke the rules first. I won't kill you, but I will make you feel worse than death.”
”I will kill you!”
”And you, one day, I will come back and kill you all!”
Hans roared like a madman and tried to rush forward to bite Old Jack.
Zoug, who was standing beside him, kicked him to the ground. He then used the rifle butt to viciously hit the mad dog a few times, causing blood to trickle down its head. Hans could only helplessly kick on the ground while breathing heavily.
Old Jack waved his hand, and Zek called two soldiers over. They picked up Hans and carried him out of the work area.
Hans's fate was predictable. He would be thrown out of the wilderness by the base, and the man's records would be made public through a computer link within the Parkland plutocracy. Hans would never be able to enter the various branches and bases opened by the Parkland plutocrat.
As Hans was being carried away, he mumbled curses at the base.
Naturally, many men gave him two punches as he passed, but the soldiers did not stop him.
He who breaks the rules is never forgiven or pitied.
After Hans left, there was only Rita left.
Old Jack looked at her and sighed. ”Rita, the prettiest woman in our base bar.”
The poor woman, according to the rules, was supposed to have received a large sum of money to ease the damage done to her.
However …
Old Jack started to say something, then stopped, as if the following words made it difficult for him to say anything.
Everyone saw Old Jack, who usually acted decisively, hesitate. They all knew that this would not be a good thing.
As expected, Old Jack said something that shocked everyone.
”But unfortunately.
”We don't know where that bitch Hans contracted the virus from. Rita, who had a relationship with him, we detected a grade 3 virus warning signal from her.”
The clamor sounded once again.
For the ubiquitous virus, it is strictly divided by the standards of the major companies in the world.
Just like the danger level of monsters and the safety of food, the damage of the virus to the human body was also divided into ten grades.
Level 3 and above virus infection, it not only indicated that the infected person was dead, but also infected with infectious virus, so it was already within the range of significant harm.
People with a third grade and above virus usually only have two options.
One was to be shot on the spot and burn the bodies of the infected people with a high temperature of fire. The second was to be rescued in isolation, but the z7 base did not have the ability or the skill to cure the infected people. As for sending them to the Parkland headquarters, neither the base nor Rita had the right to do so.
The Parkland plutocrat is not likely to spend a lot of money and medicine to cure a barmaid at a fringe base.
Old Jack's heavy gaze fell on Rita. He sighed and said, ”Child, I hope you can understand how I feel right now.”
I don't want to leave you if I can.
But now, for the sake of the safety of the other people in the base, I can only ask you to leave the base! ”
Leaving the base meant facing the endless danger of the wilderness alone.
As for the third-grade virus, Rita would not be taken in by any base or company. It was no different from dying.
Rita swayed, but she was strong enough not to fall.
She nodded slightly, gravely, with tears in her eyes.
Old Jack sighed again, turned around, and waved his hand.
He walked up, shook his head, and led her toward the exit.
The crowd automatically parted to form a path.
However, at the passageway, Zero straightened his body.
When she reached him, her body trembled slightly.
He led her to Zero.
She squeezed out a few words from her mouth and said, ”What I owe you, I will pay you back!”