In the former entertainment area, the voices of the survivors who escaped from Hale City reached the control room.
"You don't have to blame yourself." Chen Yue comforted Joyce, and seemed to say to herself, "If we don't do anything, they won't be able to survive this winter."
"I know." Joyce replied calmly.
Chen Yue continued with a cold expression: "Although this is just a scene in the game...blood debt must be paid with blood."
Joyce's eyes were clear: "Yes. Even if we don't do it, AIC's next main line will require us to do it."
[Oh shit.]
aic suddenly made a sound.
"A toast to this damn fate!"
At this moment, a loud shout rang out from downstairs. Some surviving residents faced each other's wooden bowls and drank the broth in one gulp.
A young man said something to the people next to him, and several people stood up and followed him upstairs.
"We want to help."
In front of the control room door, the young man said to Joyce and others in the room.
"Let's learn about swimming fitness." Mu Su came up, and then Chen Yue grabbed her by the neck and dragged her away. The atmosphere that had finally become serious could not be ruined by this guy.
Several people stared in shock as Mu Su was dragged away. That person... seemed to be the God of Dawn.
"There is something wrong with our brains." Joyce explained lightly, regardless of the demented looks of these people. "We will let you work. After all, as residents of Dawn Camp, we have the responsibility to do something for the camp. But not
Now, you should have a good rest."
"But..." These people expressed their unwillingness. They couldn't wait to do something for their new home.
"Well, in fact, there are indeed some jobs that can be entrusted to you." Joyce relaxed, he was so short of people now. "I need you to go back and look for residents with pre-disaster engineering profession in the crowd, and then pay attention to any
What new faces?"
They can understand the former, but not the latter. The leading young man hesitated and said: "You...you mean, you suspect there is a spy in Hale City?"
"If Hale City knows the escape plan in advance, there is no reason to just send people to intercept it, unless Hale City is confident that they will catch you all. Compared to this possibility, I prefer Hale City to send people to infiltrate the survivors and let them
Find the location of the campsite."
Something strange appeared on the surveillance screen. Joyce noticed and found that Mu Su was giving the middle finger to the camera.
He looked away and continued to say to these people: "I think Hale City is not a stronghold that will tolerate being provoked."
The young man's throat was tight and his fingertips were trembling. His face was a little ferocious due to emotion.
"I'll find them...I swear."
"What's your name?" Joyce suddenly asked.
"Ivan," said the young man. "Ivan Baker."
Ivan and others left, returned to the crowd below, and dispersed to ask other survivors.
There were 552 survivors in this group of survivors who were successfully taken back to Dawn Camp, relying on each other and sitting together in twos and threes.
The camp has gathered 622 survivors. The daily consumption of resources has increased sharply.
The second team has stopped going to the highway to collect parts. The large amount of metal obtained in the past two days is enough for them to last the whole winter. Together with the third team and the hunter team, they began to search for force ants and large mutations on a large scale within a radius of 10 kilometers of the Dawn Camp.
Biological traces.
In four days, less than 3 tons of food were collected. It was less than a fraction of the expected 55 tons of food. A little more water, nearly 23 tons, was gathered and stored in a pit dug out of the open space outside the camp.
The cold winter will freeze them before the water runs out. Just go out and get ice cubes when needed.
However, due to the survivors from Hale City escaping, they temporarily switched to searching for straggler survivors today.
Joyce called the survivors from Lindsay Wetland and said bluntly: "I need you to go back."
These people were frightened and asked if they had done something wrong.
They can't believe that they can have food every day and a warm place to live. They don't want to lose these.
"It's not expulsion." Joyce shook his head: "But we need more residents. When you return to Lindsay Wetland, you go find those residents who can't survive the winter and persuade them to bring them back."
A group of residents who were once as poor as themselves now appear with rosy faces. This scene is more convincing than anyone's persuasion.
"Chief Hansen will...not...will..."
The old man was mid-sentence, staring at the surveillance screen behind Joyce with his mouth open.
In one of the scenes, Mu Su stepped on the table, came in front of the camera, raised his middle finger, and then opened his mouth wide and approached the camera.
The face got closer and closer until the camera went dark.
After a while, Mu Su left the camera. In the mist, Mu Su turned his back to them and took off his pants.
Joyce had to control the console a few times to temporarily turn off the camera, and then asked him: "What are you going to say?"
The old man struggled to expel that scene from his mind and said bravely: "What I want to say is whether Chief Hansen will disagree."
"We currently have a cooperative relationship with Lindsay Wetlands. He will not stop it."
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"Chief, will you allow them to take away our residents wantonly!?"
The shoal was crowded with people. These survivors who had been successfully persuaded were waiting for the boat to dock.
In front of the bunker not far away, Hansen's subordinates couldn't help but said anxiously.
Hansen's eyes were calm, as if the residents who were leaving were not his residents: "If I can make them survive this winter, I will keep them."
His subordinates were unwilling to accept it: "Is the morning camp just fine?"
"Maybe. After all, they have a god."
The young man was speechless.
"Remember, little Rachel." Hansen turned to stare at him. "Lindsay Wetland has its own rules. Everyone must follow the rules, and I am no exception. They are free and have the right to decide where they want to go.
Stay and no one can interfere."
Hansen's eyes fell on the bustling crowd again, and he sighed softly in his heart. I hope you can survive this winter at Mr. Musu's place...
The food reserves were far from expected, and the ants were nowhere to be found.
Now the members only hope that 30 points of physical fitness can withstand the slight cold wave, giving them time to go out.
The excavation of the storage room has already begun. The plan is to dig a stone room in the middle of the cave. Young men are digging out stones and carrying them back and forth in full enthusiasm.
The large and small holes on the cave walls that were dug by the Ember Cultists were transformed into residences by the residents. If the temperature does not get too low after the cold wave arrives, this will be their permanent residence.
The three teams and the hunter team hunted non-stop. In the camp, the old man and women weaved warm clothes and blankets. Burning the forest to collect carbon was put on the agenda, and Joyce mapped the appropriate location.
Food was moved to the storage room, and the artificial lake outside the camp was filled with water.
A few days passed.
Early that morning, one of the members counted the time and climbed up. He pushed open the thick wooden wall blocking the cave, and faced the biting cold wind mixed with ice and snow. The flame on the torch swayed and went out.