PF Chapter 35

Zhang Quan naturally knew what the chubby guy was referring to.

During the time when various forces were united against outsiders, many people came together to form various factions.

These factions had a unified name: Free City-State.

However, although Free City-States were free enough, precisely because they were too free, no one could control them, and the discipline within was chaotic.

So, many Free City-States dissolved from within because when the people inside accepted unfairness and endured to the limit, they would rebel in large numbers.

And once they rebelled, the defensive forces would disintegrate. Currently, there are three publicly known Free City-States. Originally, there were five, but the other two were devoured by monsters due to internal strife.

And once people joined a Free City, all the other forces and large human survivor cities would shut you out.

Because no one knew whether those thugs in the Free City, those thugs who would rob, kill, burn, and plunder, would have designs on them.

“It’s not good, the monsters have retreated, the city wall is broken.”

Hearing this, Zhang Quan and the other quickly looked back, only to see the newly built city wall collapsing. Without any hesitation, Zhang Quan and the other quickly fled towards the city.

Watching the huge city gate of the city wall begin to close, Zhang Quan and the other exerted all their strength and sprinted with all their might.

“Ah!”

Because of the chaos, someone bumped into Zhang Quan, and Zhang Quan fell.

The skinny man glanced back at him, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, continued to run towards the back without looking back.

And Zhang Quan, after experiencing a wave of trampling, when he raised his head again, looking at the tightly closed city gate, despair welled up in his heart.

“Help, close the door slowly, close the door slowly.”

“I don’t want to die yet, I finally survived.”

Everyone would hold onto the city gate, not allowing it to close, even if the monsters were in front of them. They would not think about whether the monsters would enter the city, they only thought about living.

Dying was lighter than everything else, retreating into the city meant dying.

Therefore, the city gate would never open.

Thinking of this, after a brief moment of thought, Zhang Quan quickly rushed towards the mud wall on the outer perimeter.

Outside the city wall was a wall made of mud, with a distance of about 2 to 3 meters from the city wall. Its purpose was to briefly resist the Pseudo-Humans, so that people could build the inner wall.

Fortunately, the sky had not been raining, and this outer wall was still useful.

Since a city wall was to be built outside again, one side of the mud wall had been pushed down. Indeed, the monsters could directly attack the people on the damaged city wall.

Therefore, those who were prepared to rush into the space between the city wall and the mud wall had been walking outwards, hoping that if the various monsters did not notice them, they could die.

This was just to increase their chances of survival. After experiencing such a long time of despair and fear, death was no longer so difficult to accept.

What was difficult to accept was that their life ended so simply, so suddenly.

At the fastest speed, he rushed inside and hid.

All that could be done next was to resign himself to fate.

As for the others, their fear of monsters had penetrated deep into their bones. They were still begging the people in the city to open the door.

All the monsters had the ability to see through most buildings, but they could not see through buildings engraved with the mark of the gods.

When he walked to the middle of the two walls, to a place that the Pseudo-Humans could not see, he squatted down.

Holding his head, it had no meaning, it just felt safer.

For countless nights, Zhang Quan had passed like this. He had thought about surviving, but he did not expect it to be so sudden.

He had been thinking about what to eat for dinner, whether to eat something good.

Half a minute later, screams rang out, filled with despair. Even if the listener covered their ears, they could not block the sound from entering their ears, and the emotions affected Zhang Quan.

After two or three minutes, the sound returned to silence.

Zhang Quan slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the mark of the gods on the wall, he took a breath.

The fact that there were no monsters meant that he had not been targeted by the Pseudo-Humans.

But he did not dare to move. In a silent world, even a slight movement would be very obvious.

Slowly looking to both sides, there were no monsters, no shadows in the moonlight.

His posture slowly relaxed, and finally, he lay down on the ground. After all, he had been squatting for five minutes, and his legs were completely numb.

Then, he began to think about the complete situation, but there was no way to survive.

Outside, there were all Pseudo-Humans. Only when it was dark would people pick up weapons and drive the Pseudo-Humans out of human territory.

But the trouble was that all the defense forces, if they wanted them to come out to fight the Pseudo-Humans, required a meeting of all the forces before they would take action.

By the time the meeting was over, he would have been without water and food for two or three days.

His hopes would be dashed.

In this situation of being confined for ten minutes, he began to recall the past.

He was a worker, a very ordinary worker, with no other identity.

He had no deep knowledge, no good family background.

At most, it was the source of living expenses that were lower than the average in the class during junior high school.

However, after he failed to get into high school and dropped out early, he was criticized for the first time.

That was almost the deepest imprint in his mind.

“I told you not to care about him, wasting so much of my money for nothing. See, it’s all wasted.”

“Besides his junior high school tuition, what else have you done for him? He’s your only son, don’t forget that.”

“Let me see what school he’s in. These grades, even a dog would shake its head.”

…

The rumors around him suffocated him.

Everyone said that he was a child that his parents didn’t want, that no one cared about.

When he was in school, teachers would look at him with prejudice. When he had a dispute with others, he would be the first to be sent home.

Because he had no one to protect him, even if he cried to his parents, the next day, they would treat the teacher’s words as the truth and make him apologize.

Finally, when everyone knew that if they attacked him, the teacher wouldn’t care, even if they hit him, it would be his fault.

With the teacher’s tacit approval, he would become everyone’s punching bag.

When the endurance reached its limit, it was time to explode.

He remembered that he was sixteen years old at the time, and he put paraquat in the teacher’s water glass.

In the school, amidst the students’ eyes filled with fear, he stabbed the knife into his heart.

They did not find the murderer.

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