Survival in the Apocalypse: Max Level Drop Rate with Abundant Resources

"The four major families will not be coming."

Wu Anjun's voice echoed in the conference room, clearly tinged with anger. He stood up and spoke slowly and deliberately:

"That old bastard Gu Tianxin wishes we were all dead. The Jin family and the He family? They want to tear Tai Chu to pieces right now, but get them to help the military? Dream on."

The meeting room fell silent instantly.

The officers who had just been arguing looked at each other, each reacting differently.

But the old man sitting in the main seat remained silent throughout.

He simply leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, making a rhythmic "tap-tap" sound.

Lord Wu'an continued, "This zombie horde came too suddenly and too suspiciously. Corpse-luring grenades are possible, but there couldn't be this many, so it's definitely not the work of a single person from the Gu family. It must be the entire Gu family providing support in secret."

He paused, his voice suddenly turning cold: "I suggest we concentrate our forces on resisting the zombie horde first, and then immediately settle accounts with the four major families after the crisis is over. In peacetime, we can turn a blind eye to their petty tricks. But what time is it now? The apocalypse is here, and the survival of a nation is at stake! I absolutely cannot allow these time bombs to continue to exist!"

After he finished speaking, the conference room fell silent once again.

Some nodded slightly, clearly agreeing with Lord Wu'an's statement. But others showed displeasure on their faces.

Finally, a major general in his fifties spoke up.

He sat on the right side of the long table, a burly man with a square face, thick eyebrows, and large eyes, appearing to be honest and kind. But at this moment, his voice carried a distinctly sarcastic tone:

"Lord Wu'an, you've gone too far with your words. The four great families are, after all, part of the capital, and they contributed significantly after the apocalypse. While the Gu family may have made mistakes, they shouldn't be condemned outright, should they?"

Wu Anjun looked at him, his eyes turning cold: "Deputy Commander Wang, the Gu family attracted a horde of zombies, disregarding the lives of all the players in the city. Is that what you call a 'mistake'?"

Deputy Commander Wang's expression changed slightly, but he still forced a smile and said, "There is no conclusive evidence yet to prove that it was Gu Jiaqian. What if it's a misunderstanding? We can't wrong an innocent person."

"A misunderstanding?" Lord Wu'an sneered. "Could the news sent back by the soldiers at the front, risking their lives, be false?"

Deputy Commander Wang was speechless.

But soon, someone else spoke up. This time it was a middle-aged officer in his early forties, with the rank of senior colonel on his shoulder insignia, a sinister face, and a glint in his eyes.

"Lord Wu'an, even if it really was the Gu family's doing, now is not the time for reckoning. The rotting corpses are almost into the city; we should unite all forces we can. The four great families still have quite a few people at their disposal, and their equipment is quite good. Getting them to help us is better than us fighting alone, isn't it?"

"Unity?" Wu Anjun stared at him. "Chief of Staff Zhao, tell me, how do we unite? That old bastard Gu Tianxin wishes we were all dead. You want him to come and help? Will he even come?"

Chief of Staff Zhao's face darkened: "Lord Wu'an, your statement is too absolute. The Gu family are also Chinese. With the end of the world approaching, do you think they can just watch the capital fall?"

"They've even used corpse-luring grenades, what else wouldn't they do?" Wu Anjun's voice grew colder and colder. "Chief of Staff Zhao, how much have you received in bribes for speaking up for the Gu family like this?"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire conference room erupted in chaos.

Chief of Staff Zhao's face flushed crimson. He stood up abruptly, slammed his fist on the table, and roared, "Lord Wu'an! What do you mean? This is slander! I am a soldier. Everything I have is given to me by the country. How could I possibly accept benefits from the four great families? You need to provide evidence!"

Deputy Commander Wang also stood up, his face ashen: "Wu'an Jun, what you've said is outrageous! We are all risking our lives for the country; you are questioning our loyalty!"

Several more officers stood up, indignantly criticizing Lord Wu'an.

"Lord Wu'an, although you are capable, you shouldn't speak like that!"

"Exactly! We've served the military for decades, and you've only been here a short time. What gives you the right to question us?"

"Speak with evidence! Without evidence, it's slander!"

The crowd was furious, and the meeting room descended into chaos.

Lord Wu'an stood there, his face ashen, his fists clenched. He realized that he had gone too far with his words, but these people were so protective of the four great families, it would be a fool to believe they were innocent.

The old man in the main seat remained silent.

Just as the argument was raging in the conference room, an untimely voice came from the doorway.

"I think Lord Wu'an is right."

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and looked towards the door.

The morning light streamed in from outside the door, illuminating a silver-gray figure.

In the beginning.

Mingying.

They are coming.

The atmosphere in the meeting room instantly became subtle.

Deputy Commander Wang was the first to react, standing up abruptly and shouting sternly, "Who are you? Who let you in? This is a top-secret meeting; outsiders are not allowed in! Guards! Guards!"

No guards came in at all; they had already received orders from Lord Wu'an.

Deputy Commander Wang's face darkened further. He turned to Wu Anjun and questioned, "Wu Anjun, did you send him? Do you know where this is? You let an outsider barge into a top-secret meeting; do you have any respect for military discipline?"

Lord Wu'an did not answer.

He simply looked at Shen Xi and nodded slightly.

Shen Xi nodded slightly in response.

Then, he stepped into the conference room.

Mingying followed behind, and wherever she went, the officers instinctively shrank back.

Shen Xi walked to the long table and stopped.

He glanced at everyone present, then said calmly, "My name is Taichu. Readers are all in the discussion forum, freely discussing the charm of science fiction novels. I'm sure you've all heard of me."

The entire room fell silent.

No one answered.

It's a joke; the words "Primordial Beginning" are practically engraved on the announcements of post-apocalyptic survival games, how could they not know?

Deputy Commander Wang's expression changed several times, but he still forced a smile and said, "Taichu, we know you are strong. But this is a top-secret military meeting, and you are not qualified to attend. Please leave."

Shen Xi did not speak.

Just then, Chief of Staff Zhao spoke up: "Tai Chu, we know you won first place in the tournament, but that's a competition for players. This is an internal military meeting concerning the safety of the entire capital. You, an outsider, really shouldn't be here."

Several other officers chimed in.

"Yes, Taichu, you are strong, but this is a matter for the military."

"Please leave. Don't make things difficult for us."

"Guards! Guards!"

Shen Xi remained silent.

He simply stood there, his gaze sweeping across the faces of those people.

If his memories from his previous life are correct, there are five people in this conference room who have already pledged allegiance to the four major families.

Shen Xi withdrew her gaze, and after confirming that she had not misremembered, looked at Lord Wu'an.

Lord Wu'an was looking at him, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Shen Xi nodded slightly, and then spoke.

"Chief of Staff Zhao."

Chief of Staff Zhao was taken aback, not expecting Shen Xi to suddenly call his name.

"You...you called me?"

Shen Xi looked at him and said calmly, "Your wife and children are still in Kyoto, aren't they?"

Chief of Staff Zhao's expression changed instantly.

"What...what do you mean?"

Shen Xi continued, "Your wife died of illness three years ago. Your son turned into a rotting corpse on the first day of the apocalypse. You killed him with your own hands and buried him in the western suburban cemetery."

Chief of Staff Zhao's face turned completely pale.

Shen Xi didn't stop: "Your only concern right now is your lover. That 28-year-old girl was your former secretary. Where did you hide her after the apocalypse? Let me think!"

"It's the Gu family's mansion, isn't it?"

"How...how did you know..." Chief of Staff Zhao's voice trembled.

The conference room was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at Chief of Staff Zhao, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Lord Wu'an's face darkened completely.

He stared at Chief of Staff Zhao and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Chief of Staff Zhao, is what Tai Chu said true?"

Chief of Staff Zhao opened his mouth, wanting to deny it, but couldn't utter a single word.

Because every word Shen Xi said was true.

Lord Wu'an's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Zhao Deming!" he hissed, "You traitor! Do you know how many of our colleagues have been killed by the Gu family's actions today?!"

Chief of Staff Zhao slumped in his chair, trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear.

He looked at Deputy Commander Wang, wanting to ask for help.

But Deputy Commander Wang was also in dire straits at the moment, his face pale, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Shen Xi shook her head as she watched this scene.

Then, he looked at Lord Wu'an: "He's not the only one."

Lord Wu'an's pupils contracted sharply: "Who else?"

Shen Xi's gaze swept over Deputy Commander Wang, and then over the other three officers.

"Deputy Commander Wang, how much did you receive from the Gu family?"

Deputy Commander Wang's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"You...you're spouting nonsense!"

Shen Xi ignored him and continued, "And you, Colonel Li. The Gu family has given you quite a bit of benefits, hasn't they?"

Colonel Li slumped in his chair, his face ashen.

"You, Major General Zhou. What did the Gu family use to bribe you? Women? Or power?"

Major General Zhou stood up abruptly, wanting to refute, but his legs gave way and he slumped back down.

Shen Xi called out names one by one.

Five people.

He was right about everything.

The meeting room was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at the five people, their eyes filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

Lord Wu'an stood before the long table, trembling with rage.

"You..." his voice was hoarse, "Do you even know what you're doing?"

Lord Wu'an continued, "The end of the world has come, and the nation is on the verge of collapse. You, as soldiers, do not think of serving your country, but instead betray it by siding with the Gu family, selling out intelligence, and aiding and abetting evil!"

He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Are you even human?!"

The five people slumped in their chairs, trembling all over, unable to utter a single word.

Finally, the elderly man in his seventies, who was seated at the head of the table, spoke.

"Someone come here."

Two guards walked in from outside the door, stood at attention, and saluted.

The old man pointed at the five people and said calmly, "Take them away and lock them up. We'll interrogate them after the zombie horde is over."

"yes!"

Two guards stepped forward and escorted the five men away.

As Chief of Staff Zhao passed by Shen Xi, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared intently at him.

Shen Xi looked at him without saying a word.

The meeting room fell silent again.