Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

[It is detected that the player is entering the team competition for the first time, and the following rules are now released.

1. The team camp competition is divided into two sides, the positive and the negative. The number of players on both sides is equal, and the task content is different.

2. The tasks between players in the same team are the same or similar, and the communication method between members will change according to the content of the copy. Please find your teammates as soon as you enter the game and confirm the contact method among the members.

3. Please make sure that the players you find are your real teammates.

4. If there are casualties among players in the camp, the mission rewards will be reduced exponentially according to the number of casualties. The surviving players will share the missions of the dead players, and the mission difficulty will increase. For your own safety, please do not engage in infighting at will.

5. This copy is a special copy. In this copy, players will be prohibited from using all in-game skills, props, and backpacks. Only the system panel will operate normally and be responsible for receiving and sending tasks.

6. Please play your role well and do not reveal your true identity in front of NPCs, otherwise you may encounter some minor troubles.

7. Welcome players to the copy "Angry Ta". 】

Zhang Chunliang's head was numbed by the foul smell. He sat up suddenly and covered his nose.

Only after getting over the deadly stench did I have the energy to look around.

He found himself lying on a prickly, oily black straw mat. There were many men sleeping around him in all directions. There were very few young and middle-aged men. Most of them were old or thin.

The stench came from them, and maybe also from Zhang Chunliang himself.

He stared at his black arm in horror, made up his mind, stretched out his index finger and rubbed it, easily rubbing out a small black mud strip.

"..."

"Who the hell is going crazy so late at night? Go to sleep if you can, if not, get out of here. I'm in a very crowded place..." someone muttered impatiently.

Zhang Chunliang subconsciously wanted to take a deep breath, but suddenly thought of the current environment, and held his breath in an emergency, almost choking.

So he covered his mouth and nose in a hurry and climbed up from the straw mat.

He stood there, trying to take out supplies from his two system spaces, but all failed. Even the tattoos on his body stopped moving.

It can be said that he is now just an ordinary person, no different from other NPCs.

This is pretty bad.

Zhang Chunliang looked up at the sky. It should be early morning now. The sky was still dark blue, and the farthest part of the sky was a little white. It seemed that dawn was approaching.

In the dim light, he observed his surroundings.

It was desolate and empty here, like some deserted suburb, surrounded by weeds so short that they could only cover the soles of the feet, growing all the way to the foot of a distant mountain.

Even at dawn without the sun, the air was filled with a stuffy heat.

The place was filled with the stench of sweat, accompanied by the deafening snoring of men after a hard day's work, stretching for nearly one kilometer.

——Yes, the grass-gray ground within a kilometer around was filled with densely packed humans.

He was in a stinking crowd of men. A few hundred meters ahead was the place where the women rested. It was relatively quiet there. Some hardworking women had already gotten up early, tidied their clothes, and wiped the vehicles around them with dry and wrinkled grass.

There were many vehicles parked in the grass on both sides of the human team, most of which were hand-pushed wooden carts. In the front team, there were dozens of trucks and RVs. The wooden carts on the side of the road were loaded with luggage, and one or two children were sleeping in the middle.

"What are you doing, you sickling?" a hoarse voice cursed in a low voice, "Why don't you take a rest? The wake-up call will ring soon and it will be another day of travel. Don't lie down on the road. If you die, no one will take care of you."

Zhang Chunliang looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man with untidy beard. The old man slept little and woke up early. He glanced at Zhang Chunliang impatiently from behind his greasy long hair, then lay down cherishingly and turned over.

Even if you can't sleep, you must take a good rest. This is one of the few times you can stop.

Zhang Chunliang ignored him. He stood there and waited patiently for a while before he heard the belated reminder of the copy mission.

[I don’t know when it started, but a small problem appeared in this world.

It started with a high temperature warning, then high temperatures became normalized, and finally...winter disappeared.

The sharp rise in temperature has led to an extreme shortage of water resources, and drought, famine, disease and hunger have followed one after another.

At first, people thought it was just a disaster year, so they encouraged each other and waited for the arrival of a rain with hope. Later, when there was no cloud in the sky, everyone panicked.

Cities were the first to be affected. No water flowed from the taps. The high temperature melted the power supply equipment. People living in high-rise buildings were like prisoners, trapped among steel and concrete.

Then, without the nourishment of water, not a single grain of millet or wheat could be produced in the fields. However, because they lived close to the water source and the mountains, the villagers could still barely maintain their lives.

In order to survive, people in the city decided to move to the countryside.

The destination of your migration team is Shuangshi Village. It is said that it is a pure land that is not affected by high temperatures because they worship a god there.

Main quest: Find ten followers of the "Thousand-Handed Buddha". (Limited to 30 days)

Mission: Rescue your brother.

Side Quest 1: Reach Shuangshi Village alive (limited to 15 days)]

"Woo-woo--" A low horn sound came from the front of the team.

Suddenly, the entire team came alive, humans struggling to get up from the ground and continue the busy day.

Zhang Chunliang heard some people complaining and cursing, some were groaning in pain because of their sore bodies, and some were silently looking for their luggage.

The grass mats on the ground were made of pieces of patchwork. They were made from rattan grass that people had pulled up on the road and had not yet completely dried up. The men could get a good night's sleep on them.

Most people have quilts, but they are too precious and most people are reluctant to use them as bedding. They only use them after they settle down in the village.

Everyone carefully folded their own piece and put it in their bag.

In fact, even if you sleep directly on the ground, you won’t catch a cold or get damp, but people need something to prove that they are still living in a civilized society.

"I'll go see what my wife is going to cook for today." A man rubbed his hands and walked towards the group of women under the envious gazes of everyone.

Some people had already built a small fire to eat, but they didn't dare make it too big because the weather was dry and it would be all too easy to start a fire. If they did get into trouble, the team leader would expel the whole family from the team and leave them to fend for themselves.

"Why are you showing off? It's just a piece of toasted tortilla shared by the whole family. You can't even drink your saliva. Be careful not to choke to death." Someone mocked with envy, chewing a mouthful of dry food viciously.

Most people in this team lost their loved ones; some got lost in the chaos, while others died from the heat, drought and hunger.

Zhang Chunliang found his straw mat. Next to it was a small dirty cloth bag. Because it was so worn out, no one was willing to steal it.

Zhang Chunliang rolled up the straw mat, put it on his back like everyone else, and then looked through his small cloth bag.

There was a leather wallet inside, which contained some documents. The person on the documents had been tampered with by Game House to look like Zhang Chunliang. He saw four people on the household registration book, the original person's parents and a younger brother named Zhang Chunkang.

Zhang Chunliang frowned slightly as he recalled the customs clearance mission.

"Rescue" his brother?

Where is his brother now? What kind of danger has he encountered that requires him to save him?

Before he could come to his senses, he was violently hit by someone and fell onto the wooden cart next to him.

The person who bumped into him didn't apologize, but hurried to the front of the line.

Zhang Chunliang took two breaths. The place where he was hit was in terrible pain. He felt weak and sweaty all over.

His body was terribly weak.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up and get the task - Lao Liu, why are you daydreaming? Be careful that you won't have any work to do today!"

The men rushed to a pickup truck full of cargo and squeezed forward desperately.

The people in charge of guarding the goods were several armed soldiers. They roared several times, but no one listened, so they pulled out their electric batons and hit the people who were making the most noise.

"Dad--" A child couldn't help but screamed, but the woman quickly covered his mouth. She paused for two seconds and couldn't help raising her hand to wipe her dry eyes.

The man who was electrocuted and twitching on the ground is the pillar of their family. He needs to grab the tasks that can exchange the most supplies. Although it is hard, as long as he can exchange them for water and dry food, they can survive another day.

That's why he tried so hard to squeeze forward.

But once he fell down, he would need two days to recover. They would have to go hungry for two days and still have to keep moving forward with the troops. They didn't know if the man could stand up again.

The process of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys is repeated every day. This group of people have become more obedient and lined up quietly.

Zhang Chunliang didn't know the inside story and missed the opportunity to receive the mission today.

He looked at the long queue with some regret, but was not too anxious.

Because there was still half a dry corn tortilla and half a bottle of yellow water in his small cloth bag.

This can ensure his basic physical needs today.

The men received their tasks and left in a hurry.

The women also came over.

During this critical period of chaos and war, most of the work needed was physical labor that only men could do, so there were few opportunities for them. However, they were unwilling to give up, and would scramble to do the job even if it only paid for half a loaf of bread.

"Hold on, there's still a long way to go." An old man coughed twice and said sarcastically.

Zhang Chunliang looked at the truck at the front of the team. The cargo on the truck was wrapped in a thick layer of oilcloth. It looked bulging and substantial. There was food, water, and gasoline inside. At first glance, it looked very rich.

But these supplies will definitely not be enough for these thousands of people to consume for long.