What if someone wants to join us?

When people are hungry, they should go find food. If Bruce Roberts didn't prepare food in advance, would they just not survive?

So why should they be condemned by their conscience?

"I think Young Master Bruce is right. Nowadays, it's better not to act as a good person recklessly."

Elbert pondered for a moment and also agreed with Bruce Roberts' statement.

"In times of peace, doing good deeds like helping the elderly might still get you scammed, let alone in this apocalypse?"

"Exactly!"

Cedric grinned. "If they're hungry, they have to go find food. We didn't force them with knives."

Upon hearing everyone's words, Cynthia Sanchez also fell silent!

Indeed!

In this apocalyptic world where everyone is in danger, kindness can easily lead to trouble, just like her previous self.

Letting those guys in almost got Bruce Roberts killed.

Thinking of this, Cynthia Sanchez didn't speak anymore.

"Boss... What if someone wants to join us?" Finnegan suddenly asked a question that wasn't a question.

"Join us? That's a good thing!" Bruce Roberts smiled. "If the person is very capable... with my consent, they can join directly."

"I see..."

"I understand too!"

"Good to know!"

Bruce Roberts nodded slightly and suddenly thought of something else. "By the way, a team needs a leader. For future actions and commands to be more convenient, you all listen to me, that shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Of course not!"

"I have no objection!"

Finnegan was already Bruce Roberts' underling, so of course, he wouldn't mind.

Elbert and Cedric were considered Bruce Roberts' subordinates, so naturally, they wouldn't say anything!

Cynthia Sanchez was like a little girl in front of Bruce Roberts, she couldn't oppose at all.

As for Dominic?

She didn't even have the right to speak.

"That's good then!"

Seeing everyone's response, Bruce Roberts nodded slightly. "Next, I'll detail each of your tasks!"I have to say, Bruce Roberts is indeed an antagonist.

Not only does he have to deal with those evil monsters, but he also has to beware of the survivors with malicious intentions.

He even needs to quickly increase his strength to prevent being killed by the protagonist.

So when his own strength is not strong enough, Bruce Roberts feels it's necessary to build a team!

I wonder if it's because antagonists from wealthy backgrounds naturally exude a leadership aura!

After Bruce Roberts' speech just now, many doubts among the group were alleviated.

At least from the surface, their betrayal rate didn't fluctuate much.

Even the most innocent Cynthia Sanchez, under the influence of everyone, accepted this cruel reality!

After a not-so-short conversation just now!

Bruce Roberts temporarily stabilized the morale and strengthened a bit of team cohesion.

And in a certain room on the right side of the hotel, their situation was similar to what Bruce Roberts had speculated.

People were discussing the issue of finding food.

The guest rooms of the Rhine Hotel were divided by the elevator as the central line, with rooms on both sides.

Bruce Roberts was on the left, while most of the others were on the right.

And this room was the one where Bruce Roberts encountered Fernando, the man with the towel, before.

After Bruce Roberts helped him deal with the monster, he randomly found a room without monsters to hide in.

Later, survivors came upstairs and threatened him to open the door.

At this moment, eight or nine people were gathered in this room.

"It seems we must figure out a solution."

"We must think, damn it, my wife and kids are still at home!"

"This is definitely not sustainable. These monsters seem to be evolving, and our stomachs are getting hungrier."

"Do any of you have food?"

"What food? These monsters came so suddenly."

"Yeah, we were too busy running!"

"It seems we must first solve the lunch problem. Otherwise, if this continues, our bodies will become very weak, and we'll easily be trapped here."

"Do you have any good ideas?"

"Earlier, I saw a few people running out from a room on the left and going to the next room."

"What do you mean?""Since they were able to run out and go to the next room, then the corridor should be safe. And if the corridor is safe, then let's call out the others and form a team to fight our way downstairs!"

"Fight our way downstairs? Easy for you to say. Haven't you seen how many monsters are outside now?" A man looked at the monsters, who were full and resting in the shadows, with a speechless expression.

Although there didn't seem to be many monsters on the streets outside at first glance.

But if you throw a corpse down, who knows how many monsters will come running out.

"But we have to go. There's not only no food here, but no water either..."

"What? No water either?"

"Don't believe it? Go see for yourself!"

Upon hearing this, Fernando went to the bathroom and turned on the faucet.

The faucet dripped symbolically for two drops of water, then there was no more movement.

"Damn, water's stopped already?"

Seeing this scene, they realized the seriousness of the problem.

All electrical equipment suddenly lost power, they couldn't even send out a distress signal.

And now the water's stopped??

What the hell is going on?

What? Water stopped on the first day of the apocalypse?

Exactly!

The cosmic storm paralyzed all electrical equipment on Earth.

In such a situation, even if the personnel at the water treatment plants didn't turn into zombies.

The power supply equipment at the water treatment plants couldn't be used either.

Without being able to use voltage pumps, water simply couldn't be delivered to places too far from the water treatment plants.

"What do we do now?"

"Whatever we do, we need to find some food first!"

"I agree!"

"I agree too!"

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed!

So a group of people started to search for weapons, preparing to fight back against the monsters!

What about Serdonia's gun ban?

No problem!

Kitchen utensils, wooden table legs, anything could be used as their weapons!

Although they weren't strong fighters, they were a temporary team.But with more people, there's more strength, right?

As long as there aren't too many monsters, they believed they could handle it. So under the instigation of this group, all the survivors on the 8th floor gathered in the corridor.

Visually, there were about sixty or seventy people, a dark mass at first glance.

Among this group of survivors, the leader was a man named Jamal!

I heard he was the head of hotel security.

Physically strong, with some combat ability.

At this moment, the manager Heywood, who had been beaten by Bruce Roberts, was talking to him.

"Captain Jamal, you must have seen the situation in the clothing store across the street. Don't you think we should investigate?"

"I'd like to go!" Jamal sneered. "But do you think these old, weak, sick, and disabled people can make it across?"

"Oh, right..."

Heywood glanced at the survivors.

There were over seventy people in total here.

But there were only about a dozen young, strong men.

And they didn't have suitable weapons yet.

Thinking about rallying everyone to fight their way downstairs, then crossing the street to the clothing store?

The difficulty was beyond ordinary.

"It's not really realistic to rely on these people, but I have a solution."

"What solution?"

"Cooperation!"

"Cooperation?" Jamal raised an eyebrow. "With whom?"

"That kid named Bruce Roberts from room 8008!"

"Oh?" Hearing Heywood's words, Jamal squinted and looked at him, filled with doubt.

Heywood, , was the manager of the second-floor restaurant in this hotel.

In a way, the two of them were also colleagues!

But this Heywood guy, their relationship was just average on a normal day.

They were the type who barely talked to each other twice a week.

Why was he suddenly so enthusiastic now?

But at this moment, Jamal didn't think too much about it, just briefly asked Heywood for the reason.