Gu Hang said, "Stop with the nonsense. You all can’t stay in Sunshine District, but I understand your plight and fear. There are no more zombies around, so you can pick a place to live and even gather so resources. Just stay put and don’t make trouble, and you’ll be fine."
He carried out the concept of paying for goods like Lin Fan, but he was aware that this concept only applied to Sunshine District, where everyone understood its significance, so he continued to uphold it.
However, for outsiders who were survivors, to simply live was enough; the idea of paying for things seed like a sick thought to them, which is why he didn’t ntion buying things but rather let them scavenge on their own.
Gu Hang was a soldier, dedicated to serving the people wholeheartedly. The two in front of him were also people, but he had many more people to consider behind him. Throughout history, if soone harboring ill intentions were to be brought into a group with good intentions, the latter could face unimaginable disasters.
In a world where true order had collapsed.
Human nature is indescribable, impenetrable, untestable.
It would be the height of folly to only regret after a tragedy has occurred.
Brother Chao pleaded, "Big brother, where is it safe outside? If we run into zombies, we will really die."
Gu Hang was very serious, "I’ve said all that needs to be said. It’s unlikely that zombies will co around here, just hoard your supplies and stay indoors. Don’t make trouble, don’t wander, and there won’t be any problems. If you really need a group, you could try heading over to the Lucky number shelter by Chao River. That is a refuge, but there you need to fend for yourself. Think it over carefully."
All had been said.
It was a way out for them.
Sunshine District was very free and safe, but the surrounding area, centered on Sunshine District, was also safe, though not quite as free, and occasionally zombies might pass through.
But every day Lin Fan would leave and eliminate any zombies he saw.
Gu Hang stepped back, not continuing the conversation with them.
The two survivors dared not create a disturbance.
They quickly got back into their car.
"Brother Chao, what should we do? Shall we just stay around here? I don’t see any zombies nearby; what he said might be true, and it could indeed be safe," said the survivor, feeling that the surroundings were okay.
Brother Chao gripped the steering wheel, his face expressionless. Thinking back on how he just begged, he felt a fiery anger inside him.
"To Lucky Number," he said.
"What? Are you kidding? Why go to Lucky Number? They just said that you need to be self-sufficient there, that you need to go out to find your own resources. It looks pretty good around here, just gather so stuff now, find a store to hide in, watch the situation here, and maybe one day we’ll be accepted," responded the survivor.
Brother Chao looked at him seriously, "Guan Hao, you might endure the humiliation, begging for our lives only to be treated like nothing by them."
"As long as I’m alive, I can endure anything," Guan Hao said.
"Damn it, you really have no dignity. Just tell , are you coming with to Lucky Number, or are you going to stay here and hide? Make your choice. But rember, when I make it big, don’t co crying to to take you along," Brother Chao pointed at Guan Hao and spoke with stern seriousness.
Guan Hao looked at Brother Chao and then at the surroundings before opening the car door, "Brother Chao, I’m done playing. I believe what they said. If I can’t get into that shelter, I’ll just find a store nearby to hide in. Take care of yourself."
After speaking, Guan Hao carefully checked his surroundings and then ran toward a small supermarket not far away.
Brother Chao watched Guan Hao leave with a gloomy face, wishing he could slam the accelerator and ruthlessly run over that thing.
...
On the street.
"A nice crystal, better quality than other Powerful Zombies’," comnted Lin Fan after defeating the Powerful Zombie that had considerable strength; when it swung its fist, one could hear the roar of the air. It was fortunate that his sword was swift, severing the zombie’s head with a single stroke.
After securing the crystal,
He wiped the sticky blood off Frostmourne, gently caressing the blade. The engraved rune seed to glow with light, even exuding a slight chill.
"The Divine Artifact sure lives up to its na. Price dictates everything; Sister Li’s husband must have been really wealthy," he mused, then headed into a bookstore.
Buying books for the children was sothing to be taken seriously.
So books were worth buying,
So were not.
After all, so contained inappropriate content for children and guides to violent tendencies.
He wanted to choose books, but the bookstore was a ss, probably a result of zombies creating havoc during the apocalypse outbreak. Such behavior was really too much, and he also wondered where the bookstore owner had gone.
"Shopkeeper, I ca to buy books, but I’ve also helped tidy up your shop. Three hundred should do it, right?"
No objection from the shopkeeper was heard.
Which ant the shopkeeper had agreed.
Work first,
Pick books later.
At that mont,
Inside the small store,
Guan Hao pulled down the tal shutter, hiding on the second floor. There was water, electricity, and food. The only issue was the dried bloodstains around, so he diligently wiped with a towel, cleaning the second floor thoroughly.
Hiding below the window, with a pair of anxious eyes, he observed the surroundings.
"Brother Chao is just impulsive and narrow-minded. What they said was right; it is quite safe."
Shaking his head, he thought it was good enough to be alive in the apocalypse. Why take risks? Let them say what they want. If they refuse us but still point out a way to live, isn’t that great? If I were in that shelter and saw strangers who were survivors, I wouldn’t let them in either.
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