39: Chapter 39-01 The Deterrent Power of Tribes

"01 Tribe... the one at the top of the leaderboard?"

The thin man, Sergei, frowned as he checked the leaderboard rankings.

"Boss, I checked the leaderboard carefully. They are at 600 points now, nearly double the second-place score."

He looked up, his eyes filled with obvious concern:

"This means they killed quite a few zombies during the zombie horde, possibly even mutants."

"And they seem to have maintained zero casualties. Such combat power..."

"Combat power?"

The bald man, Ivan, scoffed and took a swig of alcohol.

"Sergei, when did you become so timid? A bunch of yellow-skinned monkeys gathered together, probably using some underhanded tricks to reach the top of the leaderboard."

"Zero casualties, number one on the leaderboard—use your brain, is that possible with normal methods?"

He then patted his sturdy chest, his tone full of pride:

"We are professional athletes! Vasily from the boxing team can break a wooden board with one punch. Mikhail from the wrestling team can throw a 200-jin strongman over his shoulder."

"Me, a national second-tier shot put athlete, I could throw 18 meters in my prime."

"Those yellow-skinned monkeys, I could kill two with one punch, not to mention that we have awakened our professions."

Andrei just stared at the campfire.

The firelight flickered on his face, reflecting an unpredictable expression.

"Ivan, Sergei, shut up."

Andrei suddenly spoke, his voice icy.

"Don't forget your pride!"

"We are going to let this group of monkeys on the island know who their masters are."

Then Andrei looked at Sergei, his eyes revealing a bloodthirsty excitement.

"Sergei, find out the location information of 01 Tribe in the chat channel."

Sergei saw Andrei's excitement, which was bordering on madness.

He knew it was useless to say anything now, and at the same time, he had an ominous premonition.

But none of that mattered anymore.

Island chat channel.

Information from a strange Tribe appeared and quickly attracted attention.

【101 Tribe (Sergei): Hello everyone, survivors. We are one of the three newly transferred Tribes, the Russian Sports Academy, all of whom are professional athletes.】

【Three of our female team members were abducted by a certain Tribe last night.】

【If anyone can provide the location of that Tribe, we can consider forming an alliance or provide protection in return.】

Less than a minute after the message was sent, replies began to flood the screen.

【Tribe 07: Russian Sports Academy? Athletes? That's great! Welcome to this island!】

【Tribe 12: We are lacking combat power here! Would you consider merging? We provide food and shelter!】

【Tribe 18: Athletes are great! Your physical fitness must be strong! Our Tribe has a rare doctor profession and can treat injuries. Do you want to cooperate?】

【Tribe 23: Which Tribe is so blind? Our Tribe will definitely help you out.】

【Tribe 29: Big brother, do you have many girls over there? Our Tribe is all men, we can arrange marriages!】

【Tribe 31: Please take us with you! We only have five people left, we can't hold on much longer!】

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

In this cruel world, a team of professional athletes is simply a powerful reinforcement from heaven.

Many Tribes desperately tried to curry favor, offering various conditions.

Andrei looked at the flooding messages, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.

Ivan snorted triumphantly, looking at Sergei with a proud expression.

【101 Tribe (Sergei): Please provide us with useful information.】

【Once the information is confirmed to be true, you will be our friend.】

It quickly escalated into a carnival of verbal abuse directed at the "abductor Tribe."

【Tribe 07: Hurry up and say which Tribe it is. Their leader must be a psychopathic rapist, and his subordinates are all a bunch of spineless cowards!】

【Tribe 12: We are willing to go with you, castrate all the men of that trash Tribe, and sell all the women as slave labor!】

【Tribe 18: Loser Tribe! Kill them!】

【Tribe 23: Their patriarch must be a lame dog that only knows how to bark but dares not bite, and the members are a bunch of brainless pigs!】

【Tribe 29: Brother Sergei, we will definitely tell you all the intelligence.】

【Tribe 31: Such a Tribe doesn't deserve to live, I am also willing to disclose the intelligence we know.】

By the campfire, Ivan laughed heartily, slapping his thigh hard:

"Well cursed! Well said! Although this group of monkeys is trash, they are quite spirited when it comes to cursing."

Andrei also revealed a cruel and satisfied smile.

He enjoyed the pleasure of being flattered by everyone while imagining his enemies being condemned by all.

Andrei gave Ivan a look.

Ivan understood and began to reply in the channel.

【101 Tribe (Sergei): We have received intelligence that the ones who abducted our members are very likely from 01 Tribe.】

【If anyone knows the specific location of 01 Tribe, please be sure to inform us.】

The channel, which had been as lively as a wet market just a moment ago, instantly became deathly silent.

【Tribe 07: ...】

【Tribe 12: ...】

【Tribe 18: ...】

【Tribe 23: ...】

【Tribe 29: ...】

【Tribe 31: ...】

【Tribe 47: ...】

For several full minutes, no one spoke.

By the campfire, Andrei frowned, and Ivan's triumphant expression froze on his face.

Sergei simply started @-ing them one by one.

【101 Tribe (Sergei): @Tribe 07 @Tribe 12 @Tribe 18 @Tribe 23】

Finally, someone replied.

【Tribe 07: Uh... 01 Tribe, we're not very familiar with them.】

The tone had obviously become perfunctory.

【Tribe 12: Yes, yes, not familiar, not familiar. Small Tribes like us, how would we dare to pry into the affairs of big shots.】

【Tribe 18: We don't know anything about 01 Tribe. You should ask someone else.】

【Tribe 23: I suddenly remembered I have something to do, I'm leaving first.】

【Tribe 29: Same here, leaving.】

【Tribe 31: +1】

The various Tribes, which were burning with enthusiasm just a moment ago, were now collectively doused with cold water.

They were either playing dumb, making excuses to slip away, or going silent.

Sergei looked at Andrei; the deterrence of 01 Tribe seemed too great.

Andrei didn't speak, his fingers operating rapidly on the virtual panel.

He sent a private message to Tribe 07, which had been the most enthusiastic earlier.

【Sports Academy Tribe (Andrei): Brother, is there a problem with 01 Tribe?】

After waiting for a full three minutes, the other party replied.

And the reply was extremely brief.

【Tribe 07: Big brother, don't ask anymore. We don't dare to talk about 01 Tribe. You'd better not ask either.】

【Sports Academy Tribe (Andrei): Why? Are they very strong?】

【Tribe 07: In short, take my advice and don't provoke them. If those three girls are really with them, just... consider them dead.】

【Sports Academy Tribe (Andrei): What do you mean? Explain clearly!】

This time, the other party did not reply again.

No matter how Andrei sent messages, they were like stones sinking into the sea.

Andrei tried several other Tribes, but the results were all the same.

Either they didn't reply, gave vague responses, or flat out said they didn't dare to speak.

Panic spread within the various Tribes.

They only wanted to do one thing now: hurry up and apologize to 01 Tribe.

And sever ties with the Russian Tribe, staying as far away from this matter as possible.

Inside Tribe 07

"Quick! Send a private message to 01 Tribe! Just say that the person earlier spoke without authorization and does not represent our Tribe's position! Hurry!"

Inside Tribe 23

"Damn it, we've been set up! These idiots from the Sports Academy Tribe, why didn't they say it was 01 Tribe earlier!"

Inside Tribe 29

"Which idiot was talking nonsense in the channel just now? Get out here!"

Inside Tribe 18

"Quickly send a private message to 01 Tribe, everyone go send a private apology!"

The more ferocious the cursing was just now, the deeper the fear is at this moment.

The more strenuous the performance was just now, the more thorough the regret is at this moment.

...

Andrei did not answer immediately.

He stared intently at the chat channel interface that had become completely deathly silent.

His chest began to heave violently, extreme excitement.

Bloodshot veins quickly crawled all over the whites of his eyes.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent!!!"

Ivan and Sergei were both startled and took half a step back by this sudden burst of wild laughter.

Several confidants around also looked over in astonishment.

Andrei stood up abruptly, his face showing unconcealed, almost pathological ecstasy:

"Did you see that?! Huh?!"

"Deterrence! This is the true deterrence I want!"

"A name! Just one name!! It can make this group of noisy bastards all shut up."

"Only this is worthy of being my, Andrei's, opponent! This is what's exciting!!!"

He turned abruptly, his bloodshot eyes locked tightly onto Ivan and Sergei.

The muscles on his face were twisted with excitement:

"A bunch of yellow-skinned monkeys? Fuck them hard with me."

"Make this group of yellow-skinned monkeys fear us more than they fear them!!!"

After a brief moment of astonishment, a violent look resurfaced on Ivan's face:

"Ura!! Kill them!!"

Andrei looked around at his subordinates who had been startled and gathered around, his voice raised:

"Brothers! Listen to me! These scums on the island were scared out of their wits by just one name!"

"But who are we?! We need to let this group of monkeys see the power of the bear!!"

"Tear them apart!!!"

The boxer Vasily roared, veins bulging on his thick neck.

"Grab our women back! Make their stuff all ours!"

The wrestler Mikhail licked his lips, naked predatory desire flashing in his eyes.

"Ura!!!"

"Kill them!!!"

The remaining men in the camp were completely ignited.