Then, Waldo recorded a video and posted it on the chat channel.

Number 10086: Everyone, there have been many defamatory rumors about me recently, and I have been paying attention to them. I won’t say much now, but I want to show you all a video.

I am currently at Drug Lord’s camp, and all the looting and plundering of resources in my name were orchestrated by them!

[Video] 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Number 834532: You’re talking nonsense! What evidence do you have to prove that Drug Lord’s team was behind all this? I think you’re just trying to shift the blame, aren’t you?!

Your so-called fans robbed me of a lot of resources. If you don’t provide a reasonable explanation, I won’t let you off the hook! Number 10086: Fans? I’m not a celebrity, why would I need fans?

I don’t know if I really have any supporters, but I believe they are definitely rational!

As for those who have been defaming me, ha, don’t even talk to me; if I encounter any of them, I’ll kill them on sight!

Number 10000: 10086, I am your true fan!

Number 10086: Seriously? (Expression)

Afterward, Waldo uploaded the chat records from that group.

Number 10000 couldn’t say anything in response.

There’s a mole, terminate the transaction.

Number 874532: So, you’re saying that these things have nothing to do with you? What about the resources we were robbed of?

Number 10086: They have nothing to do with me!

As for the plundered resources, it was done by Drug Lord. What does that have to do with me?

I’ve taken care of Drug Lord now, shouldn’t you be thanking me?

From now on, anyone who dares to use my name for evil deeds, once I find out, I’ll be the first to take care of them!

This conspiracy against Waldo came and went quickly.

Waldo presented solid evidence to clear his name.

With Drug Lord’s team destroyed and the internet trolls receiving no payment, they no longer bothered to impersonate fans to defame Waldo.

Who would do something that doesn’t make money but only angers a big shot?

The group quickly disbanded, and information about Waldo on the chat channel decreased significantly.

Viper had a point.

This was the post-apocalyptic world, where survival was the priority, and who would worship idols like in the old world?

It was all about interests.

Soon, Waldo’s ruthless approach achieved results.

On the trading platform, there was no more resistance.

Finally, Waldo managed to buy suitable tracks to replace the ones on his armored vehicle.

After dealing with Drug Lord, Waldo didn’t immediately return to his mansion area.

After clarifying things on the chat channel, he headed straight to Saturn team’s camp.

His idea was simple - to settle the score with Saturn while he was at it.

This incident made him lose any favor he had for these large teams.

Moreover, with the past incident where Saturn intentionally refused to sell him concrete, he included that old grudge in the mix.

Waldo gave Saturn enough face by waiting so long before seeking revenge.

Furthermore, Saturn and Drug Lord were so closely connected before, and he couldn’t guarantee whether Saturn was involved or not.

Waldo drove the armored vehicle, determinedly heading towards Saturn team’s stronghold.

All the while, humming a song.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that since coming to this post-apocalyptic world, he seemed to be becoming increasingly indifferent to life.

He had just slaughtered so many survivors, yet he could still hum a song and rush off to another battle.

A little dangerous, huh?

However, that was just how things were in this world, no other way around it.

Saturn’s camp, the cafeteria.

Leland sat cross-legged on a bench in the cafeteria, having his meal.

The thick soup exuded a delightful aroma, but he felt nothing but indifference.

Just a moment ago, he saw the video that Waldo had posted on the chat channel.

Waldo single-handedly took down the Drug Lord team?!

Anyone who had previously doubted 10086’s true strength, come out and face it now!

Leland was now extremely afraid.

He had boasted before that once he entered the old city area and collected high-level resources, he would show Waldo who’s boss. He wondered if it was too late to take back those words now.

But he wasn’t a fool.

Knowing how formidable Waldo was, he wouldn’t want to provoke him, or it would be a sure way to court death.

Leland sighed.

At this moment, Basil was sitting across from Leland at the table.

He had originally intended to persuade their boss to be more cautious, as perhaps 10086 wouldn’t be interested in them at all.

But he felt it was a bit unrealistic and ended up sighing along with Leland.

Uh...

Leland was displeased.

I sigh, and you’re sighing along with me, what are you trying to rebel or something?!

What’s wrong, Basil? You’re sighing, is it because your salary isn’t enough?

Basil smirked.

He was a smart person; how could he not see what their boss was thinking?

In his heart, he grumbled, but he said aloud, "Boss, I’m just thinking about that bastard 10086, trying to figure out a way for you!"

Leland took a big bite of his steamed bun and mumbled, "That’s about right."

However, he was also feeling a bit jittery.

He didn’t sell concrete to 10086; could he end up being targeted later?

Boss! We’re screwed! Boss, we’re screwed!

At that moment, a gang member rushed into the cafeteria, stumbling and falling.

Leland got angry and kicked him.

What the fuck do you mean, screwed? Speak up if you have something to say, or shut the hell up!

The young gang member, who was still on the ground from the kick, quickly stood up and nervously said, "Boss, 10086 is at the main gate, sitting in an armored vehicle and pointing it at us. It’s really scary!"

Damn it, why be scared when you should face it head-on!

Leland spat on the ground.

After exchanging a glance with Basil, he hurriedly rushed out.

There, they saw Waldo wearing combat gear, sitting on the deck of the armored vehicle.

In his hand, he held a whetstone, sharpening the critical-hit katana.

Upon seeing Leland and Basil hurrying over, he greeted them loudly, "Leland, good to see you safe and sound!"

Leland approached Waldo, secretly glancing at the huge armored vehicle, and swallowed hard.

With a change of heart, he flattered, "10086, I’ve heard so much about you! Today should be our first meeting. I must say, you’re really awesome!"

Leland couldn’t imitate those flattering words, but he didn’t want to appear too hasty either.

He was afraid of messing things up and making a complete fool of himself.

Waldo rolled his eyes at the words.

Thank goodness he was wearing combat gear; otherwise, his expression would have given them away.

It would have affected his image.

"Leland, you’ve got it wrong. Last time in the old city area, your three teams faced off, and I was present. So, this isn’t our first meeting."