In this confined space, human weaknesses were ruthlessly magnified. Negative emotions like greed, selfishness, and jealousy spread among the crowd, further exacerbating the already tense atmosphere. People began to scramble for limited resources, fighting fiercely over a bite of food or a drop of water.

In the narrow passage, everyone seemed to be filled with anger and dissatisfaction, ready to explode at any moment.

One day, two men got into a dispute over a small vacant lot where they could store their belongings. They were neighbors who had helped each other in the past, but now they were like two enraged beasts, roaring and charging at each other.

"I saw this first!" a man roared, his face full of anger and unwillingness.

"Why do you say this is yours? I said it was mine!" The other man was not willing to be outdone. He widened his eyes and his chest heaved violently.

The two people's voices became louder and louder, attracting the attention of the people around them. Soon, the people around them also began to join the quarrel, some supporting one, some supporting the other, and the scene was in chaos.

"Have you had enough?" a woman suddenly shouted, her voice particularly harsh in the noise. She was trying to comfort her frightened child, but the quarreling around her was unbearable.

"This is where we live, not a battlefield for you to quarrel!" She glared at the quarreling men angrily, tears glistening in her eyes.

However, her words did not calm the quarrel, but instead angered the men, who began to mock and abuse her, as if they wanted to vent all their dissatisfaction and anger on her.

The air around them seemed frozen, filled with tension and hostility. People stared at each other, as if a bigger conflict would break out at any moment.

At this moment, an old man slowly stood up. His face was full of vicissitudes and fatigue, but his eyes gleamed with determination.

"Enough!" he shouted. His voice, though not loud, was full of authority. He looked around and took a deep breath. "We are all here to survive, not to argue or fight. If we cannot unite as one, then only destruction awaits us."

The old man's words made the people around him fall into deep thought. They began to realize how foolish and dangerous their actions were. In this endless migration, they should support each other and face difficulties together, instead of venting their anger on each other.

Gradually, the quarrel subsided. People began to apologize and shake hands. Although their faces still showed fatigue and worry, their eyes were filled with determination and hope.

They know that only by uniting as one and facing difficulties together can they find their own light and future in this darkness.

Xiao Yi stood at the edge of the planting area, looking out at the layers of fields, his heart filled with mixed emotions. The planting area he was in was located in the deepest part of the ground, like a forgotten corner, but because of this, it became the last pure land, temporarily unaffected by the chaos of the outside world.

The planting area is a vibrant scene. Newly developed sweet potato seedlings thrive in the soil, their lush green leaves gleaming with life under the lights. These sweet potatoes, ready for harvest in just 30 days, are undoubtedly a timely help in addressing the current food shortage.

Xiao Yi's house is right next to the vegetable patch. It's a converted RV. Although the space is small, it has everything he needs, enough for him to live in. He didn't choose to rent out the house, but chose to live here directly so that he can take care of the vegetable patch at any time.

As night fell, the lights in the RV came on, adding a touch of warmth to the quiet underground world. Xiao Yi sat at the table, looking through information about sweet potato cultivation, sometimes frowning, sometimes showing a satisfied smile. He knew that this vegetable plot was not only his livelihood, but also his hope for the future.

The chaos and unrest of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him. He simply wanted to quietly cultivate this pure land, looking forward to the harvest season. He knew that as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not give up. This vegetable patch, this RV, and himself would be his last stronghold in this turbulent era.

Since his last injury, Xiao Yi had undergone a complete transformation. Not only had his abilities recovered, but they had also undergone a staggering upgrade. Strength, speed, and mental abilities—all three of them now reaching their peak state of level 7—had allowed him to thrive in this turbulent era.

The improvement of his strength ability allowed Xiao Yi to reach unprecedented heights. He could easily lift objects weighing thousands of pounds, and even split solid rocks with one hand when necessary. This strength not only made him more calm when facing enemies, but also greatly facilitated his work in the planting area.

The upgrade of his speed ability made Xiao Yi's movements even faster. He could cover distances of several meters in an instant, and even when running, his speed could rival that of a cheetah. This speed allowed him to quickly escape or pursue enemies in times of crisis, and also allowed him to patrol the plantation area more efficiently.

The improvement of his psychic abilities has brought Xiao Yi's abilities to a new level. He can sense the emotions and intentions of those around him, and can even read the memories of others within a certain range. This ability makes him more perceptive when interacting with others, allowing him to see through their true thoughts and making predictions in advance when dealing with crises.

Xiao Yi knew that the improvement of these abilities was not accidental, but the result of his last injury, after experiencing great pain and struggle. He cherished this power even more and understood his responsibilities and mission even more.

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