Apocalypse: I became rich by selling zombie live broadcasts

Chapter 82 How Should I Punish You?

Train station waiting hall.

The faint firelight danced, and the shadows of the people around were elongated and deformed, casting them on the wall like wild beasts.

The boy pounced on the box of supplies like a hungry wolf. His eagerness contrasted sharply with his overly cautious movements as he tore open the marshmallows.

He opened the mouth only a tiny bit, just enough to squeeze out a marshmallow, held it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

Wolf-like and ferocious eyes were cast at him from all directions, and some adults quietly stood up and approached.

Shi Nianzhen looked at him with a half-smile, "You want to buy supplies from me too?"

The skinny man who was approaching paused, staring at the boy's eyes as if frightened. He quickly glanced at Shi Nianzhen, then turned to stare at the burning gasoline barrel, chuckled, and squatted down, "I... I just wanted to get closer to the fire."

Shi Nianzhen smiled meaningfully and looked away.

The skinny monkey was very obviously relieved. He gathered his courage and turned to the boy. He opened his mouth to speak, "You——"

"You guys," Shi Nianzhen suddenly spoke, his voice drowning out the skinny monkey, "if you want to buy supplies from me, do it as soon as possible. I'm not sure if the supplies on hand are enough for everyone here."

The boy had put down the marshmallow and was chewing on the bread and drinking water. The sweet chewing sound made everyone feel warm.

"I come!"

Suddenly, a bearded man stood up from the crowd. He was wearing clothes mixed with yellow and black dirt. It looked like he had not cleaned himself after the apocalypse.

The bearded man walked over to the campfire where Shi Nianzhen was, staring at her with his droopy triangular eyes. His voice was hoarse from not having had water for a long time: "I want to trade with you, too."

"I don't want vegetables or fruits. I'll take a bottle of multivitamins instead," the man said.

Shi Nianzhen nodded and agreed.

The bearded man walked towards the door to pick up the trash can where the boy had smashed the zombie to death.

But someone got there first.

The bald man closest to the trash can, holding the trash, shouted at Shi Nianzhen: "I want to trade too!"

Others were too far away to see it, but he was close enough to see that the trash can had been deformed by the boy's blows. He estimated that if he hit one or two more zombies, it would be broken.

The chairs in this waiting hall are fixed and cannot be moved. There are only some trash cans, explosion-proof poles, and some mops in the toilet that can barely be used as weapons.

But on the day the zombies first appeared, a fight broke out here, and these things had already been used and were no longer in their original places.

At least, he just looked around and didn't see the second trash can.

The explosion-proof rod was just a U-shaped fork without a pointed end. It looked even less sharp than a square trash can. He was not sure if he, who was almost starving to death, could blow up a zombie's head with just the stick.

It’s better to grab the trash can first.

At least the boy has proved that using a trash can can really kill zombies.

Shi Nianzhen said calmly: "No need to report to me, just kill the zombies for me and we can make the deal."

Seeing that Shi Nianzhen was indifferent to their fight for weapons, the bald man smiled triumphantly at the bearded man, picked up the trash can, rushed to the door in two steps, and raised his hand to smash the zombies.

The bearded man gritted his teeth, picked up the explosion-proof rod on the ground, walked to another door, stood in a safe range, and hit a zombie on the head hard.

With these two people showing up, the rest of the people were eager to try, and some took advantage of the chaos to surround the boy with supplies.

The boy was also smart. When he saw these adults drooling and approaching him, he immediately dragged his suitcase to Shi Nianzhen's side and sat down two empty seats away.

The two seats are only a little over one meter apart.

Any closer and it would exceed the normal social distance.

Seeing Shi Nianzhen's cold expression, they didn't dare to come closer and could only make eyes at the boy from a distance.

The boy placed the box of supplies on the seat between him and Shi Nianzhen, guarding it carefully.

Seeing that the boy had no chance, the men gritted their teeth and left to find tools to kill the zombies.

Some people gave up, but some refused to give up.

A woman with dry yellow hair came up to the boy, wiping her tears and complaining to him, "Lend me some bread. I'll have the strength to fight the zombies after eating it. I'll return it to you after exchanging it for supplies..."

The waiting room was no longer quiet.

Everyone woke up to the shouts of those fighting the zombies and asked the people next to them what had just happened.

Amidst the whispers, some were sobbing and some were cursing.

Sobbing, of course, is because they are happy to have the supplies to survive, and cursing is of course because they are so selfish and have no humanitarian spirit. They clearly have food but don’t share it with everyone for free...

Shi Nianzhen heard it all.

She said nothing, only glancing coldly in that direction, seeing the person who had spoken clearly. The next second, the person was lifted into the air.

"Ahhh!"

The people around were startled by this sudden change. They all stood up in horror and stared at the person in the air.

"Put me down!"

Shi Nianzhen didn't use the entire force field to support the person hanging in the air, but attached a little upward force to his hair, and the whole weight of the person was hanging on it. The more he struggled, the faster his scalp was torn. In less than half a minute, his head and face were covered in blood.

The man hanging in the air was so scared that he peed his pants, and the urine dripped down. The people around him screamed and scattered.

Shi Nianzhen looked at him and said in a cold tone, "I have very good hearing. I don't like noise, and I can't stand people saying bad things about me to my face."

"Especially the ungrateful bastard who took me under his wing and still cursed me."

"I won't tolerate you one bit."

Shi Nianzhen twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Tell me, how should I punish you? Should I hang you up like this for half an hour, or just throw you out?"

"I'm a bad mouth, I'm talking nonsense!" The man hanging from the top slapped himself several times. "I slapped my mouth, Miss Shi, please punish me by slapping my mouth a hundred times. I'm definitely going to die if I'm hung like this. Please be generous and forgive me this time."

"Two hundred times." Shi Nianzhen said.

"Good good."

Shi Nianzhen put him down and pointed to the three people beside him to slap her face. "Don't leave any one behind. If one is missing, all four of you will have to slap twice as much, or get out."

The three men nodded hurriedly and slapped the man's mouth hard one after another.

The person who had just been put down was still hoping for a lucky break, thinking that Shi Nian was just a little girl who was easy to fool, but he didn't expect that she would directly order someone to beat him up.

There was a mixture of wailing and begging, along with the sound of slapping.

Shi Nianzhen glanced at it from time to time.

Everyone present was a stranger, and there was nothing much to talk about. Now that she was scared, no one spoke anymore.

The people fighting the zombies realized the situation in the hall belatedly, and even their shouts of "whoa" and "ha" became quieter.

The second person who dragged the zombies to exchange supplies with Shi Nianzhen was not the bald man who grabbed the trash can, but the bearded man.

It took him a lot of effort to crack a zombie's head with a riot baton.

At this time, he was sweating all over and was exhausted. He could hardly take off the zombie. If it weren't for the fact that everyone present was forced to do so by Shi Nianzhen's majesty, they would definitely have snatched his zombie to exchange for things from Shi Nianzhen.

Shi Nianzhen collected the zombie and gave him the supplies he wanted.

He didn't go far, but sat in the row of seats behind Shi Nianzhen, wolfing down his instant noodles.

The bald man at the door looked at the completely deformed and lifeless trash can in his hand, and rushed back in confusion, asking the boy: "How did you use it? How come you can kill the zombie in just a few hits? I've been beating it for so long, and it's still alive and kicking?"

The boy was confused and replied: "Just aim at the zombie's head. Didn't you hit its head?"

"Come and help me fight!" The bald man hugged the boy.

"I don't want it!" said the boy.

He won't do anything that would make him work in vain. He is young, but he is not stupid.

When the bald man heard the boy's refusal, the flesh on his face bulged, his eyes widened, and he looked ferocious.

The boy was startled and immediately shouted to Shi Nianzhen: "Sister, save me!"

Shi Nianzhen raised her eyebrows, glanced coldly at the bald man, and then looked at the boy, "If you knew what happened to my brother, you would definitely not want to call me sister." The boy looked at her pleadingly.

"Call me Miss Shi," Shi Nianzhen said, "and if you want my help, you have to pay me."

The boy immediately pushed the box of supplies next to him to Shi Nianzhen, "All for you, save me."

"Easy to say."

Shi Nianzhen placed his hand on the box of supplies and looked up at the bald man, "Behave yourself."

The bald man met Shi Nianzhen's cold eyes. His momentum had long since disappeared, but there was still a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He suspected that Shi Nianzhen was secretly helping the boy, otherwise how could the boy smash a zombie's head in just a few hits, while he took so long to smash the trash can instead?
But why should she help this kid and not him?

We are all survivors, this is not fair!

"You're such a fool, you blame the toilet for being too deep." The bearded man sitting in the back row mocked.

He was upset because the bald guy had snatched his trash can before, so now that he has the chance, of course he wants to get it back.

"What did you say?" The bald man narrowed his eyes.

Don’t think that the end of the world has already happened for four months.

He didn't lose much muscle, and when he exerted force, the muscles on his arms, which could not be covered by the black vest, suddenly bulged.

"A kid can kill zombies with a trash can, but you smashed it to pieces. What are you, if not a bitch?"

The bearded man had just finished his meal and was full of energy. He immediately stood up and said, "I'm not afraid of you."

"Pujiezi, do you believe that I will really make you pujiezi?"

Baldy used to be a gangster. Don’t be fooled by the fact that he has no tattoos. In fact, he once took a machete and chopped people from one end of the street to the other without blinking an eye!
After the apocalypse, he relied on his martial arts skills to live a comfortable life. If the earthquake and tsunami hadn't collapsed his house and cut off water and electricity, he wouldn't have wanted to go to the base.

It had been a long time since anyone had dared to speak to him like that.

"Get out and fight." Shi Nianzhen spoke.

The bearded man sat down upon hearing this, shut his mouth, and looked at the bald man disdainfully.

The bald man turned his head and glared at Shi Nianzhen, but found that people near and far were shocked and looked at him as if he was an idiot.

He had been hanging around on the streets for many years and was particularly good at observing people's expressions. He immediately came to his senses, gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

The boy was finally free and quickly sat one seat closer to Shi Nianzhen, with only the box of supplies between them.

"Sit back." Shi Nianzhen said.

"Ah?" The boy looked at her nervously.

"It smells so pungent." Shi Nianzhen said lazily.

The boy sat back down, looking at the supplies he had briefly owned next to him with a wronged look on his face.

Shi Nianzhen ignored him, holding a white-haired, red-eyed doll in her hand, and slowly brought the roasted marshmallow to the doll's mouth: "Do you want to eat it?"

"Come, call me Queen, and I'll let you eat."

"Don't shout. There's nothing I can do. I'll just eat it."

She opened a bag of soda crackers from the nearby supply box, picked up the roasted marshmallows, put them in her mouth, and ate them with gusto, not forgetting to exaggerate, "It's delicious."

The boy watched from the sidelines, and seeing Shi Nianzhen's eyes, he felt even more awed.

One after another, several people went to great lengths to defeat the zombies and exchanged supply boxes with Shi Nianzhen.

None of these people returned to their original seats. Instead, they spontaneously sat in the large row of empty seats behind Shi Nianzhen and enjoyed the meal in silence.

People who have supplies and those who don't are clearly separated in the waiting room.

After cutting in line and grabbing the anti-explosion pole, Baldy finally killed a zombie and exchanged food with Shi Nianzhen. However, he did not sit behind Shi Nianzhen, but sat alone in a corner away from the crowd.

More and more people were tempted, and the queue waiting for the explosion-proof pole stretched from one wall to the other.

Some people also came to approach those who had supplies, asking for them or trading with them. Even the bald man had three or two women gathered at his place.

Shi Nian really didn't care what kind of deal they would eventually reach. After all, everyone had their own way of survival, and it was none of her business.

Just when she thought that tonight would pass by in boredom, a gentle voice suddenly sounded beside her:
"Hello, I want to trade with you."

The girl who was speaking was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She looked very thin, with not a pound of flesh on her bony body. Her face was covered with stains, her hair was tangled and matted together, and she was dirty all over, emitting the smell of sewers.

His eyes looked particularly large because of his thin body, but they were surprisingly bright.

Her approach was a big challenge to Shi Nian's true sense of smell.

Shi Nianzhen frowned slightly, "Just go and queue up to fight the zombies."

The girl shook her head and said softly, "Miss Shi, my name is Muchun."

"I want to borrow something from you."

Shi Nianzhen raised an eyebrow and said, "If you want to borrow something, you need to pledge it, right?"

Muchun nodded and pulled out a silver chain with a pink diamond hanging on it from under his half-high collar black T-shirt.

She took it off and handed it to Shi Nianzhen, "I know you are interested in jewelry, I will use this as collateral."

In Shi Nianzhen's eyes, the firefly-like characters of the treasure appraisal immediately marked its value:
(Pink diamonds of flawless quality can find buyers in any world.)
(Value is considerable, recommended for acquisition)

Shi Nianzhen took it in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "What do you want to borrow?"

"Gun." Mu Chun whispered.

Shi Nianzhen's lips curled up into a smile, and a light flashed in his black eyes: "Can you use it?"

Mu Chun nodded, "I've been to a shooting range abroad before."

"What makes you think I have a gun? It's a controlled item."

Mu Chun didn't say anything, just looked at her.

Shi Nianzhen laughed heartily, "So you were just testing me, but I really do have it."

She took out a pistol and handed it to Muchun.

This was confiscated by her when she was sniped by the group from Mingshan Base.

"There are five bullets in it, and I want to capture a zombie." Shi Nianzhen said.

Mu Chun nodded.

"If you get nothing after firing five bullets, you have to return the gun to me, and this pink diamond will also be mine." Shi Nianzhen pinched the pendant between two fingers and shook it at her.

Mu Chun pursed his lips, checked the gun skillfully, and looked at her with a firm gaze, "If I kill the zombies, I hope to trade the pink diamond for this gun."

"Okay." Shi Nianzhen looked at her with great interest.

This is the first time I've seen someone want to exchange weapons with her!

She is very optimistic about Muchun.

Mu Chun nodded, and under the gazes of the people around him, he moved away from the crowd who were hitting zombies with explosion-proof rods, went to another empty door, opened the safety of his pistol, and aimed at the zombies.

Bah!
The first gunshot caught everyone's attention.

But she missed, and the zombie howled as if laughing at her mistake.

Mu Chun took a deep breath, looked at the zombie calmly, and aimed more carefully.

Bah!
Blind one of the zombie's eyes.

Bah!
Another zombie lost an ear.

Bah!
Another zombie lost half its head!

After three shots, Muchun stopped.

(End of this chapter)