People in Terra, poor and weak but invincible

Chapter 366: Invasion of the Infected District

At the entrance to the infected neighborhood, John was confronting a large number of non-infected people with a broom in hand.

After hearing the request from someone in the non-infected team, he was completely shocked.

Because those words were so outrageous, he couldn't even muster up his temper, and was left with only shock at the diversity of species.

John took a deep breath, then suddenly started cursing:

"Are you seriously ill?

Why should the infected be responsible for your living environment? You have hands and feet, why don’t you go and clean up the Originium bushes?

You are not infected, you are awesome, do you have more heads or fewer legs than others?"

After cursing, he waved his broom and drove them away impatiently:

"Stop hanging around here and get out of my house!"

"How do you, an infected person, speak like that?"

There was a clamor from the non-infected team: "We are giving you a chance to make a contribution. This is also a chance for you infected people to rebuild your image in our hearts. I advise you to take care of yourself!"

John was really angry this time.

It's not like he had never faced malice from non-infected people before, but this was the first time he was treated like a tool and shouted at like this.

"I'll say it one last time, get out of here, this is our home, the infected!" John waved the broom, trying to scare away the non-infected people.

But those who were not infected were like wild beasts that had caught their prey, not concealing their malice at all.

They ignored John's resistance and rushed forward with brooms, as if they were going to seize the infected neighborhood.

John's face changed when he saw this, and he rationally chose to step back and not let himself come into contact with those who were not infected.

What he said before was not to disgust the other party intentionally, but the other party came out of the area full of Originium, and he really had a lot of Originium dust on his body.

If the infected person rashly comes into contact with this highly active Originium dust, he will die.

Mochi and Pira had just rushed over from the team and were shocked when they saw this scene.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down and don't cause conflict."

Mochi stepped forward quickly, trying to stop the people who were about to force their way into the infected neighborhood.

Unfortunately, he and Pyra were the only ones who tried to stop them, and facing the huge crowd, they were like ink dropped into a stream, which was washed away in the blink of an eye.

"What about the rest?"

Mochi turned his head to look for his fellow gendarmerie members and was surprised to find that although their movements seemed to be trying to stop the crowd, they were not putting in any effort at all. Instead, they entered the infected district with curiosity that could not be concealed.

Mochi felt anxious.

In the past, when faced with this situation, the infected would complain but would not have the courage to truly resist.

But now the mental outlook of the infected people in the infected block has undergone a drastic change, and there is also a group of Sarkaz mercenaries in charge.

The two sides will definitely fight, and it is hard to say who will win if a fight really breaks out.

"Everyone calm down and don't get into conflict!"

Mochi shouted desperately, but his voice did not cause even a ripple in the chaotic crowd.

John was forced to retreat again and again by the non-infected team. Finally, he faced the reality and simply dropped his broom and ran away.

"John, calm down, I'll find a way to stop them."

Mochi's shouts were drowned out by the crowd and did not reach John's ears.

Non-infected residents poured into the infected neighborhood, walking casually through the clean streets, with surprise on everyone's face.

"It's actually all been cleaned up. Even in uninhabited houses and deep in narrow alleys, there are no Originium clusters to be seen."

"Look at those children running away in the distance. They really aren't wearing protective clothing."

"Oh my god, it's jerky. The jerky that is only distributed once a week is actually hung under the eaves for preservation. Are they really not afraid of being contaminated by Originium dust?"

The non-infected people sighed as they went deeper and looted food along the way. Soon they encountered an aggressive group of Sarkaz mercenaries, who were leading the male infected people and heading towards them.

Seeing the Sarkaz holding sticks and other weapons, the non-infected people stopped in their tracks and pushed the surrounding gendarmes in front of them.

"Hurry up and protect us! Those foreign Sarkaz thugs are about to commit murder!"

The gendarmerie didn't expect that these non-infected people would sell out their teammates so quickly, and they were caught off guard and sandwiched between the Sarkaz and the non-infected people.

Faced with the Sarkaz team of only a dozen people, even though the gendarmerie had the advantage in numbers, they were still a little scared.

That is the Sarkaz, the symbol of violence and war!

Under the tense gaze of the gendarmerie, a Sarkaz came forward with a wooden stick and persuaded:

"Everyone, you are invading our neighborhood, please leave."

The gendarmerie had already prepared for battle, but unexpectedly they heard Sarkaz's friendly persuasion, and they all felt as if they were still sleepy.

Mochi stood among the gendarmerie and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Sarkaz still retained his sanity.

Before he could finish his breath, he was so angry that he sucked it all back because of the shouting behind him.

"Shame on you! Vollenmud is our territory. We allowed the infected to live here out of kindness. How dare you, a bunch of foreign Sarkaz, say such things?"

"That's right, we have the protection of the military police. There are only a few of you. I advise you not to be ungrateful!"

"We only give you one day... no, half a day. Let this block be occupied by us, and you can clear another block by yourselves."

All the military police, including Mochi, were stunned.

I am not, I don’t, don’t listen to their nonsense!

Those are Sarkaz mercenaries, who are always on the edge of a knife. Even if these gendarmes can win, they will probably get injured.

In Warrenmuth's current situation, injury means the risk of infection has increased exponentially.

"Well, maybe we can discuss it."

A military police officer said, "We can go back and ask Commander Severin to provide more supplies for the infected people, and then you infected people can move to another neighborhood. How about that?"

"You fart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, angry curses came from the infected team: "This is our home, why should we leave?"

The Sarkaz's tone also turned cold, and they said in a cold voice:

"If you insist on forcing us like this, then we can only choose to resist."

As they spoke, all the Sarkaz moved in unison and took a step forward at the same time, their bodies bursting with murderous intent.

Although the infected behind them did not have the terrifying murderous intent of the Sarkaz, they also stepped forward to express their attitudes.

Upon seeing this, the gendarmerie quickly drew their weapons. The two sides were on the verge of a fight, like two high-powered gunpowder barrels that would explode with a spark.

"enough."

Just then, a dull voice came from deep in the infected neighborhood.

The sound was not loud, but it attracted the attention of everyone present.

A tall figure in armor, Mudstone, slowly walked over from a distance, holding his hammer in his hand. A red ribbon on the hammer handle was flying in the wind.

Seeing Mudstone appear, the Sarkaz found their backbone, put aside their murderous intent and waited for Mudstone to speak.

Mudstone came to the front of the Sarkaz, facing the military police and non-infected people, and said firmly:

"I said, enough is enough, please leave."