Chapter 217 - 141: This Is a Gift! The Pressure from Chen Chong! You Have No Right to Question

Chapter 217: Chapter 141: This Is a Gift! The Pressure from Chen Chong! You Have No Right to Question

Hearing this, Chen Chong nodded slightly.

He knew full well that this announcement wouldn’t get everyone to show up obediently. Some were surely still lazing in their dorms, fast asleep, while others would just ignore the summons altogether.

But his men couldn’t possibly search every single room.

Over the past few days, while most people still lived in the dorms, many others had moved into academic buildings, classrooms, or other hidden locations to survive—just as he and Xu Jun had done at the start.

They lacked the resources to trade for rooms in the faculty apartments and couldn’t compete with the alliance formed by the security guards and teachers. They could only settle for the next best thing: finding a foothold in an academic building and avoiding the crowds to create their own "safe houses."

If they really were to search room by room, they probably wouldn’t be finished by noon.

But it didn’t matter if not everyone was present. As long as the majority of the school’s population was here, it would be enough.

Chen Chong glanced down at the teeming sea of people below, a little surprised.

He made a rough estimate. Besides the hundred or so people on his side, at least twelve or thirteen hundred people had gathered in the square.

The turnout was much higher than he had anticipated.

He had originally estimated that only a little over a thousand people were left in the school. But looking at this dense crowd, and factoring in the ten percent or so who were still in bed and hadn’t come, the total population had to be around fifteen hundred.

It seemed everyone had been doing everything they could to stay alive, diligently learning various survival skills.

’This... is good.’

The more people they had, the better it would be for their future development.

’After all, this could affect the final settlement before the next traversal...’

Just as Chen Chong was lost in his own musings, Xu Jun’s voice suddenly cut through, interrupting his train of thought.

"Brother Chong, the situation looks even worse than we thought..."

His eyes darted across the crowd, his nose twitched, and his expression was one of shock, laced with a deep wariness.

Chen Chong patted him on the back. "I know," he said calmly. "Let’s stick to the plan for now. It’ll take a little more time to pinpoint them all."

Xu Jun nodded and said no more, but his eyes remained locked on the crowd, showing no sign of relaxing.

"Brother Chong."

Huang Mao hurried over from behind and handed him a megaphone.

Although electricity was unavailable after the traversal, battery-powered tools like this, as well as electronic scales, could still be found around the school.

Chen Chong took the megaphone and brought it to his lips. His steady voice boomed through the device, carrying clearly to every corner of the trading market.

"I know waking all of you up and bringing you here this early has probably left you feeling resentful. But what I’m about to say concerns the very survival of everyone in this school. That’s why this speech is necessary, and I hope you will all listen carefully and quietly until I am finished."

Chen Chong’s opening words immediately piqued everyone’s curiosity.

The survival of everyone?

Was it really that serious?

Chen Chong held up three fingers. "I’m going to talk about three things, and every single one is of critical importance!"

"This is trump-card intelligence that my information exchange point was saving, but for the sake of the greater good, I’ve decided to share it with all of you today, free of charge."

The crowd’s interest was instantly pushed to a fever pitch.

Nearly everyone in the school had heard of the information exchange point.

Even though the place had been open for less than two days, the Fishing Club had already hyped it up in front of many people, making it clear that it held many secrets unknown to outsiders.

For Chen Chong to call it a "trump card"—and to reveal three pieces of such intelligence at once—it had to be absolutely explosive!

The crowd, who had been full of resentment for being dragged out of bed so early, now found most of that anger replaced by curiosity.

Even some groups who had planned to ignore the speech and slip away to forage for resources stopped in their tracks, wanting to see what kind of bombshell Chen Chong was about to drop.

But for the Survival Association, the situation was different. Sima picked up on another piece of information in that statement.

’So it’s true, Chen Chong is behind the information exchange point. I knew it. How could Zhong Fang and that bunch of fishing fanatics, who do nothing but fish all day, have the brains to gather intelligence? They must have teamed up!’

Sima sensed a crisis. ’The Survival Association’s position as the most influential group in the school might soon be in jeopardy.’

’But what puzzled him more was, where on earth did Chen Chong get so much information that no one else knew?’

"First: our school’s traversal is only temporary. In one month, we will undergo a second traversal!"

"When that happens, our environment will no longer be the Primitive Jungle. Instead, we will be transported to higher-level, more difficult biomes!"

"It could be snowy mountains, grasslands, islands, deserts, or even canyons. It’s not yet clear where we’ll end up, but one thing is certain: the Extraordinary Creatures there will be more numerous and far stronger, and the chances of survival for an ordinary person will plummet!"

"And the survival difficulty of this Primitive Jungle? Among all the biomes, it’s the easiest..."

BOOM!

His words struck the crowd like a thunderbolt, setting off an instant explosion of chaos.

Everyone stood frozen in place, as if they had been struck by lightning.

A moment later, a tide of noisy chatter surged through the crowd as everyone reeled in shock from the news of a second traversal.

"Why should we believe you?" someone shot back, their tone full of doubt.

"Getting teleported to this godforsaken place was already insane enough. Now you’re saying it’s going to happen again?"

"Islands, deserts, snowy mountains? You’ve got to be bullshitting!"