Rick thought that now in the camp, his two competitors were injured in the feet.

In a short period of time, they can no longer lead the survivors in this camp to explore the ruined cities or attack laboratory camps.

Although they did not lose the qualification to compete for the leader of the camp, when the leader election tomorrow, the other survivors in the camp will not vote for them to be leaders in order to survive better.

Now Rick is relieved!

Rick then sat under the tree for a while before returning to the camp to find Yot and others.

Rick was about to reach out and help set up a fixed tent.

"Sir No. 2, let me tell you the news. We are very lucky that your two other competitors were injured just now, one was bitten by a fish, and the other was injured by a falling tent!" Jorge walked over and said to Rick in a low voice.

"Sir No. 2, hurry up, stand far away, you don't need to help set up a tent. As long as you are not injured tonight, you will definitely be selected as the leader of the No. 18 [Ganjiang] camp tomorrow!" Yot judged and immediately refused to let the No. 2 participate in setting up a tent.

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

"You'd better not participate in the work. Don't let yourself have an accident tonight. Tomorrow you will be selected as the leader of this camp, which will be good for those of us who follow you!" Brenda stopped Lake and said, not letting Lake set up a tent.

Rick smiled bitterly and could only follow Brenda to sit aside, watching the young walker and Jorge set up tents.

Now that the fixed wooden stakes of the tent have been built, the rest is to tie the tarp of the tent, and there is no danger at all.

After Rick sat down for a while, the tent was set up.

Yot, Mino and Jorge checked the tent first and then confirmed that the tent was very stable, and then began to carry folding small beds and bedding into the tent.

The folding cots and bedding were placed in the car before, and after everything was done, Rick was agreed to enter the tent to rest.

Rick found a bed in the tent and sat down.

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

"Since God is so will, I will reluctantly be the leader of this camp tomorrow!" Rick nodded and said.

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

Yott took people to collect their dinner. Xiao Zhutt didn't know where to get a big metal cup and followed Yott to collect food together.

The food at the campground is very simple at night, just stew potatoes and some small fish, but fortunately enough.

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

Rick couldn't help but think that life in this doomsday world is comparable to some Mars. The staple food is all about potatoes, and potatoes seem to be very easy to grow.

After eating, Rick lay down and rested.

At noon the next day, the No. 18th [Gangjiang] camp began to hold elections, which was on a large open space next to the tent.

Rick, a strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet and a thin young man walking over with a crutch on his legs, came to the middle of the crowd.

[Godman] After several old men in the camp began to say some motivational words, they announced the start of the election, and the three candidates first spoke.

The camp surrounded by about 300 survivors and humans.

"You are injured, you can come forward and speak first. You can go back and sit back after the speech!" Rick 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 a crutch also said "Thank you" to Rick.

"No need to thank you, it should be!" Rick replied politely.

The strong man with gauze tied on his feet came forward and said a few words, then came back, which won the applause of some survivors in the camp, but the strong man knew that he would not be the leader this time, so he would not be able to become a leader.

Then the thin young man with a cane stepped forward.

After a few words, the thin young man stepped forward and announced on the spot that he would give up his qualifications as the leader of the camp. After he recovered from his injuries, even if he was not the leader of the camp, he would work hard to contribute to the [Godian] camp.

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

It's Lake's turn to speak.

Rick strode forward, glanced at the survivors present, and began to talk loudly.

After all, in the previous dungeon world, Rick had many experiences as a leader and commander-in-chief. Rick is no longer stage frightened, unlike when he first joined the Tiantian Online.

Rick's speech mainly grasped what these survivors longed for the most and drew them a pie.

"I will take the camp and get enough food and medical resources to make everyone eat meat every meal and get treatment when they are sick. I will take you to capture the [Laboratory] camp, grab their medical drugs, rescue more young people, and make our No. 18 [Gangjiang] camp the most powerful camp. I will take you to defeat the [Laboratory] organization within two years. The future world belongs to us----"

Rick talked for more than half an hour before stopping. He felt that he hadn't said enough. He originally wanted to drink a sip of water and continue talking.

However, as soon as Rick stopped, the survivors around him burst into warm applause.

Several old men in the back also rushed forward and announced that they would start voting and not allow Rick to continue talking.

The voting method was simple, with Lake and the strong man sitting in a backrest chair with his back facing the crowd, with a large metal bowl behind them.

The survivors of the camp each hand distributed a bullet shell, and they would come over and throw the bullet shell into whose big bowl.

The thin young man holding a crutch had given up this opportunity to be the leader of the camp before and did not sit there. Now Rick and the strong man with gauze wrapped around his feet were sitting on two large backrest chairs.

The vote had already begun, and Rick heard the sound of "Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!" behind him, the continuous sound of the bullet shell falling into the bowl.

There was also a sound of bullets falling into the bowl at the strong man beside him, but Rick judged that he was obviously not as much as he did.

The voting speed of more than 300 people was very fast.

After the vote, when Rick and the strong man turned back again, the strong man looked at his bowl with only thirty-four bullet shells, and the bullet shells in the big bowl of Venerable No. 2 were almost full.

The strong man's last luck mentality was gone.

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