Chapter 50: The Environment

The world had always been about the weak being prey to the strong, especially in the face of the Fierce Beast disaster; order was nothing but a joke.

In the face of Zhou Liming’s strength, the weight of the bald doctor was insignificant; he was lifted up with one hand, left to claw and kick with all four limbs.

His collar pressed against his throat; the more he struggled, the harder it was to breathe, and his throat could only let out some meaningless sounds.

“Agree, and nod!” Zhou Liming’s dull face became serious and cold, filled with murderous intent, a world of difference from his previous nervous and honest appearance.

Yes, once Zhou Liming used the power of the Fierce Beast Gene, he would be influenced by the Fierce Beast’s manic temperament.

This temperament was somewhat strange; it had neither the bloodthirsty brutality of a Fierce Beast nor Zhou Liming’s previous honesty and cowardice, but rather an indifferent attitude toward everything.

Human wisdom and rationality controlled the brutality of the Fierce Beast.

It was not just an inheritance of Fierce Beast power, but his personality was also being combined and changed.

Being lifted up by Zhou Liming with one hand, the cold light in his eyes made the struggling bald doctor feel a chill rise in his heart.

The faint aura of death made him believe that if he did not agree, his neck would be snapped by the other party in the next second.

Now he finally understood why some people possessed murderous intent; he felt it on this young man.

The bald doctor’s face turned purple, and he nodded desperately.

Zhou Liming revealed a cold sneer, then let go casually; the latter, caught off guard, sat down hard on the ground, ignoring the pain in his buttocks and gasping for breath.

“Why do you get to cut in line?”

“That’s right, go back and queue. Are you even human?”

“Call the police quickly. Someone is so brutal they even dare to hit a doctor.”

“Get lost, get lost…”

The people who had just snapped out of their daze were instantly furious and surged toward Zhou Liming one by one, fire spewing from their eyes.

They had queued from noon until evening, and it was finally their turn; now someone had cut in directly, which was definitely a challenge to everyone’s nerves.

An Xiaowei shrank back slightly, leading Zheng Le and the others to hide behind Zhou Liming.

Zhou Liming did not panic but laughed instead; he suddenly took a big step toward a burly man from the Northeast.

Zhou Liming, whose head only reached the man’s ears, looked so small and weak.

But in the next second, this burly man, who had been shouting the loudest, was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the crowd and knocking down a large group of people.

“Ouch, my goodness!”

“Get up, bastard, you’re crushing me.”

“…”

All kinds of sounds rang out; the group of people who were crushed, due to the density, suffered a huge impact, and more than a dozen fell down.

The burly man from the Northeast was even more direct; he could not withstand this force and passed out with his eyes rolling back after crashing into the crowd.

To the people watching the commotion not far away, they only saw people constantly being thrown up from the front and then falling into the crowd, accompanied by continuous cries of pain.

A few unlucky ones were thrown up, and the people below, seeing something was wrong, dodged out of the way; they fell straight to the ground with loud wails, eating dirt amidst the flying dust.

In a moment, a large area in front of Zhou Liming was cleared.

“Who else has an opinion about me?”

Zhou Liming stood before the crowd, and the onlookers immediately took a sharp breath and stepped back in unison.

The crowded crowd’s single step was enough to send them tumbling, once again falling into chaos, causing An Xiaowei’s beautiful eyes behind him to flash with admiration, and even Zheng Le and the others clapped their hands happily.

Facing Zhou Liming, who could easily throw a strong man weighing nearly a hundred kilograms, who else dared to have an opinion?

Seeing that no one had any objections, Zhou Liming turned around and said to the terrified bald doctor who had stood up: “Hurry up and see the patient. Do you want me to do it myself?”

The terrified bald doctor did not dare to speak; after measuring the temperature of the Dean and the children, he said cautiously: “It’s just a fever. Give them an injection, prescribe some medicine, and let them rest.”

He spoke haltingly: “But the tent is too stuffy, and the air here is too polluted. People from all over are too crowded and mixed, so the chance of virus transmission is high. The elderly and children have weak resistance; in this environment, it will recur repeatedly. So after the fever injection, I dare not guarantee it will definitely be effective.”

The bald doctor was also afraid that if Zhou Liming returned and found the fever had only gone down for a while and then returned, he would be beaten half to death by this savage.

If he weren’t thinking of himself, after giving the injection, who cared if they lived or died, what would that have to do with him?

Now that he had explained clearly, if it really did recur, they wouldn’t blame him, right?

Zhou Liming did not know the bald doctor’s calculations; he frowned and said: “Is there any way to improve the situation?”

“Of course there is, which is to find a place with fresh air and few people. It seems the outside of the city is more suitable, but I still recommend living inside the city as a better option.”

By the time the consultation was over, it was already past eight o’clock in the evening, but the people queuing here still formed long lines; anywhere there were public facilities, it was packed with people.

This was definitely not a temporary phenomenon; as long as you were in the Refugee Camp for a day, you could feel the crowding and inconvenience here.

The weather in the south was still very hot at night, and the temperature in the tent was high, making bean-sized sweat constantly break out on people’s foreheads.

What made Zhou Liming even more irritable was the crowds of people coming and going outside; the noise was incessant, like countless flies flying in his ears, giving Zhou Liming an impulse to rush out and kill them all.

He could not imagine how the Dean and the children’s illnesses could possibly get better in this environment, or how they could rest at night.

“This situation must be changed.”

Zhou Liming bit his lip, looked back at the Dean, whose fever had gone down slightly but who was still very hot to the touch, and said: “Xiaowei, you take care of the children and the Dean. I’ll go check the city.”

He walked into the tent, grabbed the woven bag, turned around, and prepared to walk out.

An Xiaowei said anxiously: “How are you going to the city? According to the regulations, people in the Refugee Camp are not allowed to enter the city without approval.”

Zhou Liming just smiled and said: “Don’t worry, I have a way. You take care of the Dean and the others; I’ll be back soon.”

Walking out of the tent, the night wind blew, slightly fresher than inside the tent.

The direction to enter the city was not close from here; a temporarily built wall blocked the way, and every entrance was guarded by fully armed soldiers.

Every fifty meters on the wall, there was a sentry tower with two soldiers standing guard.

Above the wall were circles of barbed wire; climbing over the wall without alerting the sentries in the towers was very difficult.

The checkpoint was almost entirely for people entering; they were all people who had fled here from other places.

Zhou Liming stood in front of the checkpoint, looking at the people entering and leaving, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked toward the checkpoint.