Chapter 861: Defeat Competitors Fairly and Obtain Camp Leader Status

Lake thought that now in the camp, both of his competitors had injured their feet.

In a short period of time, they could no longer lead the survivors in the camp to explore the ruined city or attack the laboratory camp.

Although they have not lost the qualification to compete for the leadership of this camp, during the camp leader election tomorrow, a large number of other survivors in the camp will not vote for them to be leaders in order to survive better.

Now Lake is relieved!

Lake then sat under a small tree for a while before returning to the camp to find Yote and the others.

Lake was ready to reach out and help set up the fixed tent.

"Venerable No. 2, let me tell you news. We are very lucky. Two of your other competitors have just injured their feet. One was bitten by a fish, and the other was injured by a fallen tent!" Jorge He walked over and whispered to Lake.

"Venerable No. 2, hurry up, stand far away, I don't need your help to set up the tent. As long as you are not injured tonight, in this case, you will definitely be selected as the leader of the No. 18 general camp tomorrow!" Yote judged, Immediately, Venerable No. 2 was not allowed to participate in setting up the tent.

"It's okay. I won't be so unlucky and get hurt. It's safe to set up a tent!" Lake said with a smile. After all, he wouldn't curse himself.

"You'd better stop participating in the work. Don't let yourself have an accident tonight. If you are chosen as the leader of this camp tomorrow, it will be good for those of us who follow you!" Brenda stopped Lake and said, Reck was not allowed to set up the tent.

Lake smiled bitterly and could only follow Brenda and sit aside, watching these young travelers and Jorge set up tents.

Now that the tent's fixed stakes have been driven, all that's left is to tie the tent's tarpaulin up. There's no danger at all.

Lake sat for a while and the tent was set up.

Yote, Mino, and Jorge checked inside the tent first, and after confirming that the tent was very stable, they began to move the folding cot and quilt into the tent.

The folding cots and quilts had been placed in the car. After everything was settled, Reike was allowed to enter the tent to rest.

Lake casually found a bed and sat down in the tent.

"It seems that God also made you the leader of this camp!" Jorge came over and said to Lake with a smile.

"Since God's will is like this, I will reluctantly be the leader of this camp tomorrow!" Lake nodded and said.

After Yot, Mino and others set up the tent, dinner at the camp was also ready.

Yote took people to collect their dinner. Little Pig Tou got a big metal cup from nowhere and followed Yote to collect the food.

The food at the camp in the evening was very simple, just stewed potatoes and some small fish, but fortunately there was enough.

More than ten minutes later, Lake was sitting on his bed, eating a large bowl of potatoes and two small fish.

Lake couldn't help but think,

Life in this apocalyptic world is comparable to that on Mars. The staple food is potatoes. Potatoes look really easy to grow.

After eating, Lake lay down to rest.

At noon the next day, the No. 18 cadre camp began to hold elections in a large open space next to the tent.

Lake, a strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet, and a thin young man walking on one leg with a cane, came to the middle of the crowd.

After several old men in the Ganjiang camp started to say some encouraging words, they announced the start of the election, with the three candidates speaking first.

There were about 300 human survivors in this camp, and they all gathered around.

"You are injured. You should go forward and speak first. After you finish speaking, you can go back and sit down for a while!" Lake smiled and said to the strong man and the thin young man beside him.

The strong man frowned and stepped forward first. The thin young man with the cane even said "thank you" to Lake.

"You're welcome, that's right!" Lake replied politely.

The strong man with gauze tied to his feet stepped forward and spoke a few words, then came back and won some applause from the survivors in the camp. However, the strong man knew that he would not be able to be a leader this time.

Then a thin young man with a cane stepped forward.

After the thin young man stepped forward and said a few words, he announced on the spot that he would give up his qualification to be elected as the leader of the camp. After he recovers from his injuries, even if he is not the leader of the camp, he will work hard to contribute to the camp.

After the thin young man finished speaking, he received even more applause.

It was Lake's turn to speak.

Lake strode forward, glanced at the survivors present, and began to boast.

After all, in the previous dungeon world, Lake has had many experiences as a leader and commander-in-chief. Now Lake has no stage fright, unlike when he first joined the world, he is not as scared.

Lake's speech focused on capturing what these survivors longed for the most and trying to paint a picture for them.

"I will take the camp to obtain enough food and medical resources so that everyone can eat meat every meal and get treatment when they are sick. I will take you to capture the laboratory camp, snatch their medical drugs, and rescue more people. With so many young people, let us, Camp No. 18, become the most powerful camp. I will lead you to defeat the laboratory organization within two years, and the future world belongs to us."

Lake talked for more than half an hour before stopping. He felt that he had not talked enough. He originally wanted to drink some water before continuing.

But as soon as Lake stopped, the survivors around him burst into warm applause.

A few old men at the back also hurried forward and immediately announced the start of voting, preventing Lake from talking any more.

The voting was simple, with Lake and the Strong Man sitting in armchairs with their backs to the crowd, a large metal bowl placed behind them.

The survivors in the camp were given a bullet casing in each hand. Whoever they chose came over and threw the bullet casing into the big bowl of the person they chose.

The thin young man holding a cane had already given up the opportunity to become the leader of the camp and did not sit there. Now Lake and the strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet were sitting on two large chairs with backrests.

The voting had begun, and Lake listened to the sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding!" behind him as bullet casings fell into the bowl.

From the position of the strong man beside him, there was also the sound of bullets falling into the bowl, but Lake judged that it was obviously not as many as his own.

More than three hundred people voted quickly.

After the voting, when Lake and the strong man looked back again, the strong man looked at his bowl. There were only thirty-four bullet casings, while the big bowl of Venerable No. 2 was almost full of bullet casings.

The strong man's last chance of luck was gone.

"Congratulations, Venerable No. 2, I hope you can really lead our camp to become stronger as you just said in your speech!" The strong man could only accept his fate and said to Lake.

"I led the camp to become stronger, so powerful that any organization in the world is afraid of us." Lake said, finally defeating two disabled competitors, and now he has obtained the identity of the leader of the camp, Lake also Feel at ease

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