Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 329 - 321: Schizoid Behavior

Ke Mengyao’s belly was already showing, and she didn’t expect her name to be called.

She stormed forward angrily, "It’s not me who stirred them up, why are you coming after me?"

Her words were confident, but she inexplicably felt guilty, making her eyes evade.

"Don’t you have any idea what you’ve done?"

"What did I do? Don’t you dare accuse me without evidence." Ke Mengyao argued with her head held high.

"If you didn’t do anything, why are you so worked up?"

"I’m not, it’s clearly you who is falsely accusing people."

"Falsely accusing you? Do you think I have nothing better to do?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao cast a disdainful glance at the other party, confessing without any questioning, unwilling to waste more words on this foolish woman. She loudly announced: "Starting today, the families I just named must move out of the camp and will no longer be eligible to join the 132th Regiment in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, the crowd erupted.

Yang Ying couldn’t sit still and was the first to jump out, "On what grounds?"

"Are you crazy, woman!" If it weren’t for her pregnancy, Ke Mengyao would have jumped up, and even so, she was still furious.

Lu Jinglian also wanted to step forward to argue but was tightly held back by her mother.

"Simply because in this place, I make the rules." Cheng Xiaoxiao’s words were powerful and resolute.

"This isn’t just your place; it’s an ownerless land in the deep mountains. Why can you come here, and we can’t?"

"Because the food, drink, and supplies you use are all mine? And yet you spread rumors about me behind my back. Do you think I’m easy to manipulate?" It seemed she hadn’t disciplined anyone for a while, and now everyone took her for a pushover.

"Even if the food and drinks were provided by you, it’s Ming Shan and his people who dug the Underground City for you, earning it with their hard work." Yang Ying conveniently ignored the second part, only arguing the initial point.

Cheng Xiaoxiao wanted to scoff at her face. What kind of logic was that?

This person’s shamelessness was fully evident; wanting to be both... and yet also claiming to be...

"Well, sorry to inform you, but your husband and brother are fired. They won’t be working on the Underground City anymore, so you all can leave."

"You want to kick us out? On what grounds?"

Now Yang Ying started to panic internally; how did things turn out this way?

She had intended to gain some benefits from this, not get kicked down the mountain.

Angrily, she finally thought of her leverage, "If we don’t work, we don’t work. Do you think we care? We have thousands of people; if you kick us out, who will build the Underground City for you?"

The sisters who initially wanted to back off suddenly regained their confidence after hearing Yang Ying’s words.

Yes, the huge task of the Underground City relied on their group. If they all went on strike, she’d have no choice but to beg them to come back.

"Right, if you want my husband to work, the work points must increase."

"Exactly, you’re treating us differently, it’s unfair, it’s unfair."

"Unfair~!"

The crowd echoed loudly, each voice growing stronger than the last.

Cheng Xiaoxiao scoffed coldly, thinking that such tactics could threaten her, how naive.

Yet many agreed with this view, shouting that if they didn’t work, they didn’t work; they could seize the opportunity to demand more benefits then.

Why did the 132th Regiment members earn ten points a day while they only earned five? If they wanted their help, they must be treated the same as 132th Regiment members.

Of course, these ideas were often discussed by Yang Ying among the team, so it was no wonder things erupted now.

Yang Ying smirked triumphantly, "See, it’s not us being unreasonable; it’s your unfairness causing public outrage."

Cheng Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow with interest and spoke, "Oh, is that so? Then feel free to list any other demands you have."

Yang Ying thought the other party was compromising and secretly rejoiced.

Although she really wanted her brother or husband to have more say, or directly join the 132th Regiment as a captain, making her a captain’s wife, she couldn’t outright say it that bluntly.

She carefully pondered for a moment.

"Everyone appreciates the kindness of the 132th Regiment, but we’ve provided most of the labor for the Underground City and several workshops, doing much more work than the 132th Regiment members. Yet our work points are only half as much, which is very unreasonable. We demand equal treatment in work points."

As soon as she finished speaking, she received a lot of support, with many echoing her sentiments.

"My brother and Ming Shan are capable people; you shouldn’t suppress them. They led thousands of people before, and now you’ve taken over these thousands. For such contributions, becoming a team captain isn’t too much to ask!"

Well, well, Yang Ying certainly dared to dream. Does she think it’s over like this? People haven’t finished speaking yet.

"Additionally, our team members don’t want to live in the Underground City. Once you move down, the area above should be managed by my brother. Isn’t this request reasonable?"

"Yes, we don’t want to live underground."

The crowd began to clamor again.

They had logic on their side, analyzed quite well, maximizing their own interests. You have to admit Yang Ying had some brains, but she misjudged when it came to Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Cheng Xiaoxiao chuckled coldly, "Do you know what you look like now?"

Facing Cheng Xiaoxiao’s teasing gaze, Yang Ying had a bad premonition and subconsciously replied, "What?"

"A bat with chicken feathers..."

"Chicken feathers, what chicken feathers!"

"A bat with chicken feathers—forgot what kind of bird you are."

Hahaha!

The 132th Regiment members burst into laughter; their leader spared no one, not even one of their own, let alone a woman who didn’t know her place.

"You, you, you..."

Yang Ying had her plans, but unfortunately, her tricks were transparent to Cheng Xiaoxiao.

Just as she was at a loss with anger, she saw Yang Fan and Ming Shan squeezing into the crowd.

Comparing the two internally, she thought her brother was more reasonable, so she ran to him and threw herself into his arms, feeling extremely wronged, "Brother, wuwuwu!"

"What happened?" Yang Fan saw his sister crying and felt heartbroken.

He was busy all day and didn’t know what his sister had been up to.

Ming Shan, being close to his wife, knew she could be shortsighted and a hindrance.

He looked around, feeling things weren’t so simple, and with a cold face, pulled over a young boy, who happened to be the one unable to dissuade his grandmother, Douzi.

Douzi looked terrified and couldn’t speak fluently under the glare of his grandmother.

Then he pulled another person, but before they could speak, Yang Ying interrupted.

She knew others might portray her as malicious, so she spoke first, "Wuwuwu, brother, Mr. Cheng wants to kick us out."

Yang Fan was dumbfounded. Kick them out, how could that be?

Mr. Cheng wasn’t like that; they worked diligently, and in ten days they could join the 132th Regiment.

There must be some misunderstanding; he held his sister’s arms, slightly distancing her, and eagerly asked, "What’s going on? Explain."