Then, Waldo recorded a video and posted it on the chat channel.
Number 10086: Everyone, there have been many defamatory rumors about recently, and I have been paying attention to them. I won't say much now, but I want to show you all a video.
I am currently at Drug Lord's camp, and all the looting and plundering of resources in my na were orchestrated by them!
[Video]
Number 834532: You're talking nonsense! What evidence do you have to prove that Drug Lord's team was behind all this? I think you're just trying to shift the bla, aren't you?!
Your so-called fans robbed of a lot of resources. If you don't provide a reasonable explanation, I won't let you off the hook! Number 10086: Fans? I'm not a celebrity, why would I need fans?
I don't know if I really have any supporters, but I believe they are definitely rational!
As for those who have been defaming , ha, don't even talk to ; if I encounter any of them, I'll kill them on sight!
Number 10000: 10086, I am your true fan!
Number 10086: Seriously? (Expression)
Afterward, Waldo uploaded the chat records from that group.
Number 10000 couldn't say anything in response.
There's a mole, terminate the transaction.
Number 874532: So, you're saying that these things have nothing to do with you? What about the resources we were robbed of?
Number 10086: They have nothing to do with !
As for the plundered resources, it was done by Drug Lord. What does that have to do with ?
I've taken care of Drug Lord now, shouldn't you be thanking ?
From now on, anyone who dares to use my na for evil deeds, once I find out, I'll be the first to take care of them!
This conspiracy against Waldo ca and went quickly.
Waldo presented solid evidence to clear his na.
With Drug Lord's team destroyed and the internet trolls receiving no paynt, they no longer bothered to impersonate fans to defa Waldo.
Who would do sothing that doesn't make money but only angers a big shot?
The group quickly disbanded, and information about Waldo on the chat channel decreased significantly.
Viper had a point.
This was the post-apocalyptic world, where survival was the priority, and who would worship idols like in the old world?
It was all about interests.
Soon, Waldo's ruthless approach achieved results.
On the trading platform, there was no more resistance.
Finally, Waldo managed to buy suitable tracks to replace the ones on his armored vehicle.
After dealing with Drug Lord, Waldo didn't imdiately return to his mansion area.
After clarifying things on the chat channel, he headed straight to Saturn team's camp.
His idea was simple - to settle the score with Saturn while he was at it.
This incident made him lose any favor he had for these large teams.
Moreover, with the past incident where Saturn intentionally refused to sell him concrete, he included that old grudge in the mix.
Waldo gave Saturn enough face by waiting so long before seeking revenge.
Furthermore, Saturn and Drug Lord were so closely connected before, and he couldn't guarantee whether Saturn was involved or not.
Waldo drove the armored vehicle, determinedly heading towards Saturn team's stronghold.
All the while, humming a song.
At that mont, he suddenly realized that since coming to this post-apocalyptic world, he seed to be becoming increasingly indifferent to life.
He had just slaughtered so many survivors, yet he could still hum a song and rush off to another battle.
A little dangerous, huh?
However, that was just how things were in this world, no other way around it.
Saturn's camp, the cafeteria.
Leland sat cross-legged on a bench in the cafeteria, having his al.
The thick soup exuded a delightful aroma, but he felt nothing but indifference.
Just a mont ago, he saw the video that Waldo had posted on the chat channel.
Waldo single-handedly took down the Drug Lord team?!
Anyone who had previously doubted 10086's true strength, co out and face it now!
Leland was now extrely afraid.
He had boasted before that once he entered the old city area and collected high-level resources, he would show Waldo who's boss. He wondered if it was too late to take back those words now.
But he wasn't a fool.
Knowing how formidable Waldo was, he wouldn't want to provoke him, or it would be a sure way to court death.
Leland sighed.
At this mont, Basil was sitting across from Leland at the table.
He had originally intended to persuade their boss to be more cautious, as perhaps 10086 wouldn't be interested in them at all.
But he felt it was a bit unrealistic and ended up sighing along with Leland.
Uh...
Leland was displeased.
I sigh, and you're sighing along with , what are you trying to rebel or sothing?!
What's wrong, Basil? You're sighing, is it because your salary isn't enough?
Basil smirked.
He was a smart person; how could he not see what their boss was thinking?
In his heart, he grumbled, but he said aloud, "Boss, I'm just thinking about that bastard 10086, trying to figure out a way for you!"
Leland took a big bite of his stead bun and mumbled, "That's about right."
However, he was also feeling a bit jittery.
He didn't sell concrete to 10086; could he end up being targeted later?
Boss! We're screwed! Boss, we're screwed!
At that mont, a gang mber rushed into the cafeteria, stumbling and falling.
Leland got angry and kicked him.
What the fuck do you an, screwed? Speak up if you have sothing to say, or shut the hell up!
The young gang mber, who was still on the ground from the kick, quickly stood up and nervously said, "Boss, 10086 is at the main gate, sitting in an armored vehicle and pointing it at us. It's really scary!"
Damn it, why be scared when you should face it head-on!
Leland spat on the ground.
After exchanging a glance with Basil, he hurriedly rushed out.
There, they saw Waldo wearing combat gear, sitting on the deck of the armored vehicle.
In his hand, he held a whetstone, sharpening the critical-hit katana.
Upon seeing Leland and Basil hurrying over, he greeted them loudly, "Leland, good to see you safe and sound!"
Leland approached Waldo, secretly glancing at the huge armored vehicle, and swallowed hard.
With a change of heart, he flattered, "10086, I've heard so much about you! Today should be our first eting. I must say, you're really aweso!"
Leland couldn't imitate those flattering words, but he didn't want to appear too hasty either.
He was afraid of ssing things up and making a complete fool of himself.
Waldo rolled his eyes at the words.
Thank goodness he was wearing combat gear; otherwise, his expression would have given them away.
It would have affected his image.
"Leland, you've got it wrong. Last ti in the old city area, your three teams faced off, and I was present. So, this isn't our first eting."
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