In countless battles, the residents of Salt Fortress have demonstrated amazing perseverance and courage. They have proved with their actions that in this apocalyptic world, as long as there is faith and courage, all difficulties can be overcome.

In the end, the Salt Fortress successfully resisted the invasion of the outside world through the joint efforts of the residents. They used their own strength to protect this precious land, allowing the Salt Fortress to continue to shine with the light of hope in the end times.

In the afterglow of the apocalypse, a strange figure appeared in the Salt Fortress deep in the desert—Xiao Yi. His arrival was like a stone thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples.

The residents of the base stopped what they were doing and looked at the uninvited guest with curiosity. Although his clothes were a little worn, his eyes were unusually firm, as if he had experienced countless hardships.

"New here?" A bearded man walked up and looked at Xiao Yi with a hint of provocation in his tone.

Xiao Yi nodded without saying anything more. He knew that in this apocalyptic world of scarcity, trust between people had long become fragile.

"Then you better be careful, this is not a good place." The man sneered and turned away.

Xiao Yi didn't care about the man's attitude. He looked around and saw busy figures everywhere in the base. But what made him uneasy was that among these busy figures, there were many malicious eyes.

The long period of apocalyptic living had made the inhabitants here arrogant and unreasonable. Relying on the salt mines of the Salt Fortress, they lived a life of unearned gains and gradually developed a bandit-like character.

Xiao Yi knew that if he wanted to survive here, he had to be careful. He found the person in charge of the base and expressed his desire to exchange for salt.

The person in charge was a middle-aged man with sharp eyes and looked quite majestic. He looked at Xiao Yi and asked, "What do you have that I can exchange for salt?"

Xiao Yi took out some food and a sharp dagger from his backpack. These foods were the rations he had saved along the way, and the dagger was his weapon for self-defense.

The person in charge took the food and dagger, examined them carefully, and nodded: "You can exchange them for some salt, but not much."

Xiao Yi had no objection. He knew that in this apocalyptic world, salt was an extremely precious resource. He took the salt handed to him by the person in charge and carefully put it into his backpack.

On the way out of the base, Xiao Yi felt the more unfriendly gazes of the surrounding residents. He knew that he had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise he might encounter unnecessary trouble.

As night fell, Xiao Yi found a secluded place in the desert to camp. He ate the food he had exchanged for, but his heart was filled with worry. He knew that if he wanted to survive in this apocalypse, food and salt alone would not be enough. He also needed to find more survival resources and improve his strength.

Xiao Yi decided to leave this hostile place early tomorrow morning to find a new way to survive. He believed that as long as he did not give up hope, he would be able to find his own place in this apocalypse.

Xiao Yi set up camp in the open space outside the Salt Fortress. This place was not desolate, but rather quite lively. In the end times, people had to run around looking for supplies to survive, and the Salt Fortress was a holy place in their hearts.

As night fell, Xiao Yi lit a bonfire, the flames dancing on his resolute face. He looked around and saw that besides him, there were many other people in the open space. They were gathered in groups of three or four, or sitting alone in the corner. Each of them had a different expression on their face: some were tired, some were wary, and some were filled with reluctance and longing.

Some of these people had come from other bases to exchange for supplies. Perhaps they had already made a successful deal, or perhaps they were still waiting for another opportunity tomorrow. Many more were wanderers, without supplies, unable to enter the Salt Fortress, and forced to wander outside. They might have once had homes, but the impact of the apocalypse had destroyed everything.

Xiao Yi looked at these people and couldn't help but feel deeply moved. He knew that everyone had their own story, and behind each person were hidden unknown bitterness and suffering. But in this apocalypse, they could only be wary of each other, or even hostile to each other, because resources were limited, but the desire to survive was unlimited.

The cold desert wind at night made the campfire flicker. Xiao Yi tightened his clothes and closed his eyes. He knew he had to remain vigilant, because in this place full of danger and uncertainty, any negligence could have fatal consequences.

However, despite the harsh environment and unpredictable human hearts, Xiao Yi did not give up hope. He believed that as long as he did not give up his efforts and did not give up searching, he would be able to find his own way to survive.

As the night deepened, the surrounding noise gradually subsided. Xiao Yi lay in the simple tent, his mind racing. He knew that tomorrow's road was still long and full of challenges, but he was ready to face all the tests brought by this apocalypse.

In his dream, Xiao Yi seemed to see a new world, where there was no war, no hunger, only peace and hope. He believed that as long as he did not give up, that world would surely come.

As night fell, Xiao Yi finally concluded a busy day of exploration in the Salt Fortress. He wandered through the base, chatting with different people and trying to understand the rules and ways of survival in this place. The long hours of running around and observing had left him feeling a little tired, but more so, alert and curious about this unfamiliar environment.

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