Chi Kuang: "He took it! I sent him five boxes of self-heating rice!"
Blessed by Luck: "Case closed. These idiots are just putting on a show."
Player 0429: "I was confused at first, but when I saw them falsely accusing the big shot of accepting gifts, it all made sense. He never took anything and even refused gratitude, just saying it was a normal transaction that day."
Chinese Master Chef: "Some people have truly rotten hearts."
Old White Dragon in the Waves: "This is clearly deliberate manipulation. They must have some ulterior motive."
Player 0103: "Big Bro Whirlwind clearly didn’t take anything and didn’t even bother responding to thanks! If they hadn’t pushed him, he probably wouldn’t have said a word."
Just as Old White Dragon in the Waves finished speaking, "Fiercely Do," a previously silent member of Chi Kuang’s gang, finally stepped forward.
Fiercely Do: "@Invincible Black Whirlwind, how do you sleep at night after scamming everyone out of so many materials? You’re truly heartless. And to all the brothers and sisters in District 666, do you know where Invincible Black Whirlwind got all that food?"
Qi Xu raised an eyebrow at this. That shouldn’t be possible—work permits weren’t easy to obtain. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have barely encountered any in the previous round of the game.
But this guy sounded so confident, like he knew something.
Player 0104: "This is hilarious. We already said it was a voluntary trade. No matter how Invincible Black Whirlwind got the food, we were willing to pay a material for it."
Blessed by Luck: "Exactly, what’s so heartless about that?"
Qi Xu wasn’t fazed at all. If they came at him, he’d kill them one by one. With his current arsenal of weapons and gear, he had nothing to fear.
He ate his meal while watching the drama unfold in the group chat.
Fiercely Do: "Let me tell you the truth—I couldn’t bear to see you all kept in the dark like fools. The food he gave you was all scavenged from the garbage, costing him nothing.
And yet he took thousands of materials from you, while you all thanked him like idiots."
Red Heart Dragonfruit: "What? From the garbage? Ugh! No wonder I got diarrhea. I thought it was just my stomach acting up."
Fiercely Do: "Today, I came across a place called the Garbage Station. It cost me 4 survival coins to enter, but once inside, I found a massive trash heap where everything was free to take!
I grabbed a bunch of stuff. If anyone needs food, head to the trading hall—I’m selling three portions for one material. Unlike some greedy people, I’m just covering costs and effort. Go exchange if you need it!"
Player 0716: "Wait, it’s really from the garbage?"
Fiercely Do: "Yeah, why would I lie? Sooner or later, everyone will find a Garbage Station. Who would be shameless enough to sell free trash at a premium?"
Qi Xu checked the trading hall.
"Expired banana milk bread (may cause mild diarrhea)."
Bubbly Girl Guo Degang: "Big Bro Whirlwind only sold near-expired food. You’re peddling outright expired stuff—how is that even comparable?"
Fiercely Do: "But I’m not profiting like a crook. I just can’t stand Invincible Black Whirlwind acting like some saint after making a fortune."
Red Heart Dragonfruit: "Seriously, he took thousands of materials from us for free garbage? Unbelievable."
Bright Light Fills Tomorrow: "@Invincible Black Whirlwind I told you before—you should’ve just disclosed where you got the food. But no, you had to be greedy. Now look, you’ve pissed everyone off."
Sweet Donut: "Exactly! I just said the toast tasted bad, and he instantly blocked me. I had diarrhea for a whole day! Selling us free garbage and then letting everyone bully me—how shameless!"
The group had a knack for stirring the pot, taking turns with their accusations.
Gradually, the ungrateful, the opportunists, and those looking to exploit the situation all jumped in.
Player 0821: "I don’t want garbage. Can I get a refund? I spent two materials on oat milk, and now I feel sick just looking at it."
Blue Little Flower: "Yeah, it’s something we’re putting in our bodies. If it’s from the garbage, why not say so? My image of Big Bro Whirlwind is shattered... Ugh, the illusion is gone."
Player 0930: "Shouldn’t there be some compensation? I literally ate garbage... Just thinking about it makes me sick."
Old White Dragon in the Waves: "You people are the worst—happy to eat when it suits you, then turn around and complain."
Chinese Master Chef: "Regular players, don’t fall for it. These guys are just putting on a show to sell their crap. Once more supply boxes drop tomorrow, who’d buy their expired food?"
Seeing that Invincible Black Whirlwind had gone silent in the group, Chi Kuang and his crew thought their scheme had worked.
They privately messaged him: "20 survival coins, and we’ll make this go away. Deal?"
Qi Xu couldn’t even be bothered to reply. He blacklisted them instantly.
Then, he finally spoke in the group: "I said it from the start—no refunds or exchanges on sold food. Anyone who regrets it now is off my future trade list."
Blue Little Flower: "But you never said it was from the garbage!"
Invincible Black Whirlwind: "It wasn’t from the garbage."
Bright Light Fills Tomorrow: "Then where did you get it? At this point, just spit it out already."
Bubbly Girl Guo Degang: "How entitled can you be? Since when is someone obligated to share their secrets?"
This was exactly why Qi Xu hated dealing with people—it always led to unnecessary drama.
Even if it didn’t hurt him, it left a nasty aftertaste, like swallowing a fly.
Near-expired food wasn’t actually expired—it was perfectly fine. The prices he’d set were already more than fair. But now, watching so many people—some who’d been singing his praises just hours ago—turn against him, Qi Xu found the whole thing pointless.
He closed the screen, ignoring the group chat entirely. After looting a few supply crates, he went back to training. No more meddling in others’ affairs—strength was all that mattered.
By bedtime, his private chat was still buzzing. He clicked in to check.
Chinese Master Chef: "Hahaha, so satisfying!"
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