Doomsday Roulette

The copper pot knocked over a table, and everything on it fell to the ground.

Xiaoli looked at her husband and frowned with concern. She wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say at that moment.

"These ungrateful bastards! Damn it!"

The copper pot was crouched on the ground, gripping his hair, and growling in a low voice. Just a moment ago, he had seen the leaders of two factions and had tried every possible way to persuade them to resist the Anti-Cloud Summit Alliance, but to no avail.

These people were all those who had once benefited from Boss Ye in Ying City!

But now that Boss Ye was dead, they didn't show even a hint of gratitude!

"Copper pot, actually... you can't blame them too much. After all, Boss Ye has already..."

"So they can just forget everything? Have they forgotten how Cloud Summit Villa helped them over the past six months?! Without Cloud Summit, what would they have today?! Without Cloud Summit, they would be nothing, they would have died a long time ago!"

The copper pot was agitated, his eyes red. He glared at his wife, and though he was trying to suppress his voice, it was already quite loud.

"Lower your voice! Do you want to attract zombies?" Xiaoli, as usual, gave her husband, who was shorter than her, a light slap. If anyone understood the troubles in her husband's heart, it was only Xiaoli. She had seen her husband tirelessly running between various factions in Ying City for Cloud Summit over the past two or three months, but so far, all his efforts had been in vain. No one was willing to lend a hand for a fight that was bound to be lost.

The cruelty of the apocalypse was not only reflected in the slaughter but also in the struggle for interests.

As the most loyal supporters of Cloud Summit Villa, the copper pot's team had been settled in Ying City by Xia Lei, acting as the eyes and ears for Cloud Summit. With the support of Cloud Summit, the copper pot's team had developed rapidly during this time. Not only had the copper pot received benefits akin to those of a core member of Cloud Summit, but he was now also a four-star evolver, and other team members had received plenty of benefits as well.

For example, Xiaoli received the potion to become a three-star evolver from Cloud Summit, along with a professional scroll, while the equipment for the copper pot's team was all provided by Cloud Summit. Although it wasn't as luxurious as when Boss Ye was around, it was definitely above average.

If it weren't for the Anti-Cloud Summit Alliance causing trouble, the copper pot would still be quietly developing in Ying City, sending necessary information to Cloud Summit every week, with both sides cooperating closely and developing together.

However, when the Anti-Cloud Summit Alliance began to assemble, the copper pot could no longer hide his identity. He started running around for Cloud Summit, contacting various factions, hoping they could form an alliance to confront the Anti-Cloud Summit Alliance together.

Unfortunately, while the idea was good, no one agreed with him—not a single one. The better ones found all kinds of excuses to decline, while the worse ones didn't even show up or, if they did, treated him with mockery.

Because of these matters, the copper pot had conflicts with many factions during this time. Even before going to aid Cloud Summit, his team had already suffered losses.

Today, news arrived that Cloud Summit Villa had been attacked for three consecutive days and was struggling hard. The copper pot, anxious and restless, sought someone out for one last effort, but sadly, he still failed. Those people were even unwilling to offer resources, let alone send anyone to fight.

"We've done everything we can. I believe Cloud Summit will understand you," Xiaoli said as she squatted beside her husband, comforting him. She then gritted her teeth and said, "We've been sleeping in the same bed for so many years. I know exactly what you're thinking. You want to go to Cloud Summit alone and leave me and these brothers behind, right?"