The person who spoke was Zhang He.
Zhou Yuan was a little surprised.
However, when he turned around, he was shocked.
Behind Zhang He, there was an endless stream of people rushing over.
Most of those people were workers who built the wall.
A small portion of them was in tattered clothes, but they had ferocious expressions and were holding knives, axes, and clubs.
The number of people was roughly in the thousands.
When this large group of people ran over, the entire arena was immediately packed.
Zhang He coldly shouted,
"Hello, Mr. Zhou!"
"Hello, Mr. Zhou!"
A loud sound reverberated throughout the entire camp.
The bosses' faces turned dark, and Old Black's face turned even darker.
Fu Mengyu, who was gloating upstairs, also had an ugly expression on her face.
She felt even more fearful.
No one had expected that Zhou Yuan had only been here for less than a week.
He had actually roped in so many people.
After all, Old Black and the other bosses only had a thousand underlings.
The former butcher only had a total of 200 men.
It wasn't that they didn't want to recruit more underlings, but they couldn't afford to keep too many people.
People followed them just so that they could have a full meal and live a better life.
If one can't even satisfy this request, who will follow them?
This was also the reason why there were so many bosses in the camp.
Some people would stop recruiting after recruiting a certain number of people.
In order not to be bullied, the remaining people would definitely have to stick together.
As time passed, many small groups were formed.
And now, Zhou Yuan had recruited so many people by himself.
He had instantly become the boss of the most powerful group.
This was very tricky.
Old Black and the others didn't dare to act rashly.
Zhang He looked at the person opposite him and smiled awkwardly.
"Do you still want to bully Mr. Zhou with your numbers advantage?"
"Now, tell me, who has more men?"
"I'm warning you, Mr. Zhou's greatness is not something you can offend."
"What do you want to do? Come at me."
"Let's see who's the real deal with our hands!"
Zhang He was very firm in his words.
It wasn't just because of the thousands of brothers standing behind him.
It was also because Zhou Yuan was looking at him.
When the boss was around, he had to show off.
Otherwise, how could he get a promotion and a raise?
Old Black took a deep breath.
"Zhang He, what are you so arrogant for?"
"We're discussing something with Mr. Zhou. It's not your place to interrupt!"
Zhang He snorted in disdain.
"Then what can you do about it?"
"You!" Old Black was furious.
This Zhang He used to be a boss.
However, he was the most trashy kind.
He had more than a dozen brothers under him, and they were just eating and waiting for death every day.
He loved to place bets.
Usually, he would be tactful when he met anyone, acting like a good person, and no one dared to offend him.
It was a huge contrast to his current appearance!
Back then, Zhang He didn't even dare to make a sound when he saw him.
Now, however...
Old Black suppressed his anger and said to Zhou Yuan,
"Mr. Zhou, it seems like we can't have a proper conversation today."
"But I hope you can consider it carefully."
"Everyone's doing this for survival. It's not good to make too much of a fuss."
Then, he turned to the person beside him and said,
"Let's go,"
Some of the bosses frowned, not understanding what Old Black was doing.
The situation had already become like this, yet they were leaving?
Although there were many people on the other side, however, they have quite a few too.
At most, they would just fight.
Why was Old Black so cowardly?
However, since most of the people had left, they didn't dare to stay.
When they returned to the teaching building.
Someone finally couldn't help but ask,
"Old Black, why did you take cover after making a big fuss again."
"This is making us look like we're afraid of him. "
"Fight him! Let's fight to determine the victor!"
Old Black stood still and turned around.
"After the outcome of the battle is decided, what's next?"
"Which one of us can survive until the end?"
"Some people suffer more losses, while some suffer less!"
"Who will get more and less in the end?"
Old Black's words silenced everyone.
Although these people seemed to be united now...
In the end, there would definitely be problems.
It was not about scarcity, but uneven distribution.
If they relied on violence, even if they won in the end, there would be problems when distributing the benefits.
After considering the final distribution, there would definitely be people who would slack off during the fight and preserve their strength.
In this case, some people would contribute more, but their losses would be greater, and their strength would be weakened.
Meanwhile, people who put in less effort, would suffer fewer losses, and become stronger.
When it was time to distribute the resources, there would be problems no matter how they were distributed.
As a result, they would fight with each other again.
They would fight each other, and everyone would be in a mess.
In the end, everyone was a loser and there were no winners.
This was also the reason why Blackie didn't want to start a conflict even though he agreed to unite against Zhou Yuan.
Even if he wanted to use violence, he would have to have a complete advantage.
Now that Zhou Yuan had more than a thousand men under him, it was not wise to confront him directly.
After hearing Blackie's words, everyone understood.
Now, however, there was a problem.
What about the follow-up?
Should they just silently agree that Zhou Yuan would be the only one to dominate and eventually ride on everyone's head? Just like that?
Old Black said in a deep voice.
"We still have to resist, but we have to..."
Before he could finish, a voice said,
"Now you know that you need to fight against him?"
"If you had listened to me back then, you wouldn't have let him grow to this extent!"
The crowd turned around and saw Fu Mengyu walking over, surrounded by many students.
Old Black hmphed coldly,
"If you're here to mock me, there's no need to."
Fu Mengyu shook her head.
"I'm not here to mock you. I'm here to help you. "
"After all, the enmity between Zhou Yuan and me is more severe than any of you."
"He's a thorn in my heart!!!"
Old Black's expression softened.
"What do you think?"
"Let's join forces!" Fu Mengyu stretched out her fist, her face solemn.
"You're talking nonsense. We've already joined forces." Old Black didn't hold back at all.
"No, no, no! Your understanding is too narrow!" Fu Mengyu wagged her finger and said,
"Not only these but also those unspecialized characters!"
"The more people there are, the more power there is."
"Why did you guys back out today?"
"Wasn't it because Zhou Yuan now has thousands of men under him?"
"If we have more people on our side, two thousand, or even three thousand!"
"Then why should we be afraid of Zhou Yuan?"
"As for the distribution problem that you're worried about, I can tell you."
"By then, we can not be separated at all. We can work together to survive better."
"As long as I have the seeds in Zhou Yuan's hands and the technique to induce the growth of the seeds."
"And his technology to purify contaminated water into drinking water."
"Defeat him and obtain these techniques."
"Not only will we not starve to death, but we can even build a new world!"
Fu Mengyu's mouth was quite sharp.
Many people were moved by her words.
However, Old Black was still suspicious,
"There's a problem."
"If we recruit too many people, food and water will not be enough."
"If they can't fill their stomachs, those individuals will not follow us!"
Fu Mengyu laughed.
"Ever since they built the wall around the farm, you guys haven't seen Zhou Yuan's crops, have you?"
"I've asked my students to secretly take a look."
"The potatoes and sweet potatoes that were planted less than a week ago have grown beyond our imagination."
"According to my student's description, I speculate that the food can be harvested in a few days!"
"Do you think we'll still be short of food if we get Zhou Yuan's technology?"
As soon as she said this, everyone's faces were filled with shock.
Good Lord, how many days has it been planted?
A full five days? Or six days?
They could harvest the crops just like this?
If this was the case...
There was hope!
For a moment, the bosses looked at each other.
Their faces revealed a trace of excitement.