Post-Apocalyptic Highway Survival: I Have a Sequence Caravan

Chapter 130 The Bald Man's Thoughts

Therefore, even if it is just a strange artifact made of a bizarre material, it can greatly enhance her combat power.

"Zhao Hai, it's a deal then. If I ever obtain a strange feline material, you have to help me make a ghost artifact!"

"Okay! Sister Wanyue, I'll remind you about those strange materials that can be made into knives and other magical weapons if we encounter them in the future!"

"Hehe! Okay!"

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More than ten hours had passed since Qingqing's death that morning. Just as Chen Zhifu had predicted, the ordinary survivors in the convoy began to discuss whether Qingqing had leaked information to the superhumans in the Little Sheep Man convoy because the three bald men had forced her to do those things, and then she was taking revenge on everyone.

"Brother Cen, I didn't expect Chen Zhifu to be right. Now those bastards in the convoy are spreading rumors that we drove that bitch Qingqing to that state..." Qin Baoxi's expression was not very good.

"That's normal. Chen Zhifu has been managing the team for so long. If he didn't even have this much predictive ability, do you think those few Sequence Transcendents in the team would be so comfortable letting him manage the team?" The bald man chewed betel nut and said in a calm tone.

"Brother Cen, judging from your confident demeanor, you must have already come up with a plan?"

Unlike Qin Baoxi's anxiety, Qin Baodong saw that the bald man looked calm and guessed that the bald man must have a solution. Otherwise, the bald man would not be so leisurely chewing betel nuts here.

"Hmm! There are only a few methods! What other methods are there?" the bald man said calmly.

"So, what are a few options? Brother Cen, do you mean we should make an example of them, threaten those weaklings in the convoy, and then stop them from talking about this?" Qin Baoxi asked, equally confused.

"Idiot! What kind of ridiculous idea is this! It's better not to say anything at all. Do you think we can shut those people in the convoy up with just a few threats? Putting aside the others, just look at Chen Wen, Gao Ze, and their bunch of people talking. Do you dare to threaten them? They're much stronger than us. Are we out of our minds to provoke them?!"

Qin Baodong looked helpless as he listened to his younger brother's foolish remarks.

"If we can't stop them, then let's make them afraid to talk nonsense, or... change the subject." Cen Maohai didn't hold back and said his thoughts. "Remember, from today onwards, if anyone mentions Qingqing or today's events in front of you, don't argue, and don't get angry."

"Then what should we do?" Qin Baoxi asked.

"Play the victim, play the victim, and admit defeat, but subtly convey the message that 'we were forced into this situation' and 'Qingqing brought this upon herself.'"

Cen Maohai lowered his voice, "Especially those gossipy women who are also a bit timid. Qin Baodong, you're quick-witted, you go."

We took Qingqing in out of kindness, but who knew she had no skills whatsoever, couldn't gather supplies, and couldn't do anything!

We can't keep supporting an idle person like this with all the supplies we've painstakingly collected! Out of desperation, we discussed it with Qingqing, and she agreed to work as a hostess to earn supplies!

Remember, your expression should be regretful and fearful. Occasionally mention something like, "If only I hadn't discussed this with her," and also occasionally say that it would have been better if you hadn't taken Qingqing in, otherwise, the whole convoy would have been almost ruined.

"Great idea, Brother Cen!" Qin Baodong clapped and cheered.

"Wait, let me finish!" The bald man seemed somewhat annoyed that Qin Baodong had interrupted him.

"Okay! Brother Cen, please continue!" Qin Baodong also gestured for the bald man to continue.

"No matter how eloquently we speak, those who regularly patronize Qingqing's place definitely know that we forced her to go out and solicit clients. So, we need to take them under our wing first; otherwise, no matter what we say, it'll all be in vain!"

"Then, Brother Cen, how do we take them down?" Qin Baoxi asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Simple. Those guys are all greedy for small gains. We'll just give them a batch of supplies, then tell them to cooperate with what I say. That way, whether the people in the convoy believe it or not, we just need to spread our version of the rumor!"

"Also, from now on, you two, get rid of all your old habits of cheating, being cunning, and taking advantage of others!"

Then, no matter who mentions Qingqing or what happened today in front of us, you're not allowed to talk back, and you're definitely not allowed to lay a hand on anyone! Baodong, if you're a little smarter, just sigh and put on a pathetic face like, "We were also ruined by that woman," implying that it's all her fault, and we were just afraid of being dragged down by her... understand? Muddy the waters! Baoxi, you're not good with words, just follow me. Do exactly what I do. If I sigh, you sigh too. If I offer you a cigarette, you learn to do it too!"

The bald man, somewhat uneasy, reminded the two of this.

"Also, don't we still have some scraps we scavenged before? Find something that's not very valuable but useful right now, like half a box of damp matches or a few relatively clean rags. Find an opportunity to 'give' them to those old foxes or gossipy women who have some influence among the ordinary survivors and love to take advantage of others. Just say, 'We were ignorant before, but now we know we were wrong. This is just a small token of our appreciation. Please put in a good word for us.'"

Qin Baodong nodded: "I understand, Brother Cen. This is to change the impression we have in everyone's eyes, from the previous image of 'bullies' to 'pitiful wretches' or 'repentant people'."

"Pity and remorse alone aren't enough," Cen Maohai sneered. "We also need to make them feel that we're 'useful.' In a couple of days, find an opportunity to 'accidentally' discover some minor problems, like a tire that seems to be slowly leaking air, or a tent rope that's loose... Create some harmless but real potential issues in advance, and then 'timely' remind them. Make it seem like a coincidence, not too deliberate. Then, naturally, people will speak well of us! After all, small favors are the best way to win people's hearts!"

"Most importantly," he stared at the two men, "watch your mouths and your lower bodies! Until the rumors die down, nobody fucking messes with a woman, especially if they're alone! If you see a fight, stay away! We need to look harmless, hardworking, and somewhat useful!"

"Okay, Brother Cen!"