"Hehe"
Officer Huang slowly raised his hand and placed his palm on Dongdong’s head. This was an action Officer Huang had repeated many tis. In Lin Fan’s perspective, it was the embodint of rationality and wisdom.
"He...ya"
Dongdong raised his head and made a sound toward Officer Huang.
Lin Fan watched their exchange.
Although it was all ’hehe’.
No one could understand.
But he was certain Officer Huang and Dongdong were communicating.
The aning could be roughly guessed.
Officer Huang: Ti for school.
Dongdong: I like it.
Indeed, just as he had thought.
Truly, Dongdong walked towards an empty seat that no one else had taken. If it wasn’t as he had guessed, such an event would not have occurred.
Afterward, Dongdong could be seen, with a pack on his back, sitting there woodenly.
"Feifei."
"Uncle Lin, I’m here."
"Look after your brother for ."
"Don’t worry, Uncle Lin, I will definitely take good care of my brother."
Feifei raised her head high. To her, whether zombies were scary wasn’t even a question, of course, they were terrifying. But as the eldest sister figure among the children of Sunshine District, when there was trouble, it was up to Sister Feifei, and even when there wasn’t, it was still up to Sister Feifei. This was her responsibility, one she would shoulder without hesitation or retreat.
Lin Fan was very reassured by Feifei. She was a sensible child. Although not the smartest, she often exuded a spirit that refused to give in, as well as a kind of care for her younger siblings.
He really liked Feifei.
A good child shouldn’t be judged only on intelligence or academic performance.
...
Just as he was leaving with Officer Huang.
Ma Weiyan hurried over, a look of joy on his face, "Brother Lin, there’s news! The radio has finally made contact with soone!"
His excitent was palpable. He had been camping out in that room all this ti, keeping in touch with the outside world. Besides so intermittent and indecipherable audio at the beginning, they hadn’t heard any other sounds.
"Really?"
"Really."
Having received confirmation of the news.
Lin Fan called out to Gu Hang in the distance, "Hang, co over here."
Gu Hang, who was on patrol on the rooftop, heard Lin Fan’s shout and after a brief conversation with his companion, hurried over. Lin Fan’s loud calling surely ant there was sothing important.
In the room.
Lin Fan and Gu Hang looked expectantly at the radio equipnt before them, with Ma Weiyan adjusting it.
"Hello, hello, can you hear ?"
As he said these words.
They waited expectantly, unsure of the situation.
"Hello, who is this?"
A lazy voice ca from the other side, as if soone had just been awoken from a groggy sleep, responding as they were roused by the sound.
Lin Fan and Gu Hang exchanged glances.
Both were gleaming with joy.
Ma Weiyan asked, "How should I reply?"
Lin Fan signaled that he would speak.
"Hello, my na is Lin Fan. We’re from the Sunshine District shelter in Huang City. What’s the situation over there?"
"Huang City? Sunshine District, that’s a far-off place. I didn’t expect that you guys could survive as well, congratulations! We are a bit far from you; we are at the Xiangshan Film and TV City, which is our shelter base."
The other party answered.
The forr Lin Fan rarely traveled due to being poor and not having money to go to other places, so he was completely confused about the place ntioned by the other party.
"Where is that?"
Curious, he asked.
Gu Hang thought and said, "I know, Xiangshan Film and TV City is a movie studio that looks like an ancient city, surrounded by walls. It’s roughly eight hundred to a thousand kiloters away from us, indeed not close."
Ma Weiyan added, "If they use that place as a shelter base because of the surrounding walls, as long as they don’t face an attack by a zombie horde, it really shouldn’t be a problem to defend."
Listening to their explanation, Lin Fan instantly understood and continued the conversation.
"How many survivors do you have at your Xiangshan Film and TV City?"
"A few thousand, I suppose. I haven’t really counted. There’s no ti to worry about that here."
"That’s quite a few. Have you experienced any attacks from zombies, and how do you handle supplies?" Lin Fan had many questions he wanted to know.
Gu Hang clenched his fist, looking sowhat excited. He knew there had to be other shelter bases out there. Humanity’s potential in desperation is endless; a montary disaster may leave people feeling helpless.
But once you get past the initial difficulty, you can always find a way to survive.
The other party seed not to mind Lin Fan’s questioning and continued answering.
"Brother, not to brag, but our Xiangshan Film and TV City base’s walls are a good eight ters high. Zombies can’t climb walls, so how could they get in? Moreover, we’ve heightened them, and now they’re already ten ters tall. As for supplies you ntioned, of course, we have to figure it out on our own. This place is like a small society; you either work or go out searching."
What the other side described seed just like the original operating mode of the Lucky Number He Qing.
Gu Hang thought about how food in a film and TV city would naturally be scarce, unlike on Lucky Number, where food was stockpiled, needing self-sustenance was understandable, though he was curious about the specifics of their model in these harsh conditions which tend to be quite pragmatic and ruthless.
"Hang, do you think they know about the crystals and the Awakeners?"
Lin Fan asked.
After a mont’s thought, Gu Hang replied, "I think they should know. It’s not too complicated, and with curious people trying it out, it would be easy to discover."
It wasn’t that he thought badly of people.
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