As soon as Yun Xiaoxiao finished speaking, about fifty people immediately rushed toward the radish field.
Only Yun Shaokai remained standing in place.
"Yun Xiaoxiao, what do you mean? I'm your father! I already cooperated with your inspection just now, and you're really not letting me in?!"
His face was filled with anger.
His entire expression was frighteningly dark.
"Father? What kind of father?"
Yun Xiaoxiao asked with a cold sneer.
"The kind of father who could count the number of times he held me on one hand?
Or the father who, since I was three years old, spent his time fooling around with Jiang Rui'an, never coming home, leaving me with a nanny who only knew how to eat, drink, play, and sleep—who would beat and scold me, order takeout for herself while feeding me instant noodles?
Or perhaps the father who filed for divorce just days before the zombie virus outbreak, constantly calling me a burden he didn't want?"
Each of Yun Xiaoxiao's words was like a sharp knife, stabbing into Yun Shaokai one by one.
Tearing away his facade and exposing his ugly true nature.
Hearing Yun Xiaoxiao's words, the others finally understood why she refused to acknowledge this father.
Anyone would reject such a father.
What kind of person was he!
Could anyone calling themselves a father do such things?
Just hearing about it, they could imagine how bitter life must have been for a young child, neglected by her parents and abused by an inhuman nanny.
Lu Chen, Mu Yang, and the others darkened their expressions.
They had never imagined Yun Xiaoxiao had lived such a life before.
Their eyes all showed traces of sympathy.
"Most importantly, Jiang Rui'an said that I'm not even your biological child—I was switched at birth in the hospital.
So, strictly speaking, you're not my father at all."
Yun Xiaoxiao's words were like ice-cold water splashing over Yun Shaokai.
"How is that possible?! How could you not be my child!"
Yun Shaokai was completely shocked.
He had been planning to use moral obligation as leverage.
After all, compared to staying alive, what did face matter?
But now he was told that Yun Xiaoxiao wasn't his child.
What leverage could he use now to win others' sympathy and force Yun Xiaoxiao to submit and let him in?
Hearing Yun Shaokai's inner thoughts, Yun Xiaoxiao gave a cold laugh.
Moral blackmail?
What a beautiful dream!
Her eyes blinked, and she suddenly began to sob pitifully.
"I used to wish so much that Mom and Dad would come home every day to be with me.
When the nanny beat and scolded me, I cried out for you both, but you couldn't hear me.
When you finally came home for once, I thought if I behaved well enough, you might hug me, kiss me.
But... you didn't...
You couldn't even be bothered to speak a word to me.
When you took me to your divorce proceedings, you kicked me back and forth like a ball, neither of you wanting me, I... woo woo woo..."
As she spoke, Yun Xiaoxiao burst into grievous tears.
Gone was her previous commanding and powerful demeanor.
Everyone suddenly realized that she was still just a five-year-old child.
Their hearts grew even more contemptuous of Yun Shaokai.
Their gazes toward him carried disdain and accusation.
Yun Shaokai was incredibly frustrated.
He had originally planned to shamelessly argue that despite his faults, he had still raised Yun Xiaoxiao for five years.
But after her crying, he found himself at the absolute moral low ground.
The words he wanted to say couldn't leave his mouth.
He glanced at the radish field.
Then he walked straight toward it.
As long as he won this competition, no matter what people wanted to say then, they would have no grounds to do so.
He just wanted to live!
Once he entered the base, he could slowly repair his relationship with that little girl.
Children were easy to coax, after all.
Besides, didn't she just say she wanted his love and care?
As long as he showed concern for her, with time, that little girl would surely lower her guard.
By then, wouldn't everything in this base be under his control?
He walked forward with a determined mindset to win, his steps getting faster and faster.
Yun Xiaoxiao gave a cold laugh.
This man was truly beyond help!
As Yun Shaokai left, everyone turned their attention to the radish field.
They could see that the fastest people had already pulled up many radishes.
Yun Shaokai had never pulled radishes before, so he stood at the edge watching others for a while before trying to copy them.
But having started late and being inexperienced, he only managed to pull up a few after quite some time.
Meanwhile, others had already piled their radishes into small mountains.
His expression immediately darkened.
This wouldn't do—at this rate, he definitely wouldn't come in first.
If he wasn't first, he couldn't enter the base, and his plan would fail.
He didn't want to be driven away, and he couldn't return to Sheng Rong Base—where else could he go?
With these thoughts, his expression grew increasingly darker.
When a woman next to him went to pull radishes in front, he quickly grabbed her already-pulled radishes and moved them to his feet.
When the woman turned around and found many of her radishes missing, then saw those by Yun Shaokai's feet, she immediately understood what had happened.
"Did you move my radishes to your pile?!" the woman demanded in a rough voice.
Yun Shaokai immediately denied it, "Which eye of yours saw me take them? You need evidence to make such claims!"
"Still denying it! You only had a few radishes there just now!"
Saying this, the woman charged forward to grab them back.
Those were hers, and no one was going to take them!
Yun Shaokai naturally wouldn't let someone take the radishes away, and he reached out to stop her.
But he hadn't expected to meet such a tough opponent—when he reached out, she recklessly crashed into him.
Having only known eating, drinking, and playing all his life, never exercising, he was no match for a rural woman, and was knocked to the ground.
The woman snorted, quickly moving the radishes back to her spot.
She even took the few radishes Yun Shaokai had managed to pull up himself.
Yun Shaokai was furious, already frustrated from his encounter with Yun Xiaoxiao with no outlet for his anger.
Now being bullied by a woman like this, he was beside himself with rage.
His eyes scanned left and right, and he spotted a brick.
He immediately grabbed it, charged forward, and struck the woman's head with it.
The woman immediately fell unconscious, blood flowing from her head.
Yun Shaokai didn't care whether she was dead or not, put the brick aside, and started moving radishes.
Once the atmosphere turned sour, things quickly spiraled out of control.
Others couldn't suppress their dark impulses and began to stir.
In no time, people who had been quietly pulling their own radishes started fighting over each other's labor.
You grab mine, I grab yours.
Seeing this scene, Yun Xiaoxiao wasn't surprised at all.
Or rather, she had anticipated such a scene would unfold.
