“Madam, we are from the White Tiger Base. Would you be interested in bringing your children to our base? With your abilities and your son’s talent, our base can offer you the best treatment,” Zhao Shijun said excitedly.

Yuan Xingye, who was traveling with Song Xia, thought that Song Xia's attire was peculiar. Although it was winter, it was rare to see someone who didn't show any skin. But then again, a person of great stature always has some quirks.

"Madam, rest assured, your children will receive the best care and education at our White Tiger Base."

"Moreover, our base also cultivates organic vegetables, so there's no need to worry about the children's nutrition."

The two spoke highly of the White Tiger Base, without mentioning at all the price that had to be paid to receive such good treatment.

But Song Ziming remembered a saying his mother had once told them: there's no such thing as a free lunch. So he wasn't tempted at all. More importantly, he couldn't let anyone know that his mother had been infected, so he couldn't come into contact with people.

Although Song's mother is very powerful now, going to the base now would be like a lamb entering a tiger's den. Based on his experience watching movies before the apocalypse, he knew that someone would definitely try to kidnap Song's mother for experiments.

Even if we can't catch Song's mother, what about the younger siblings?

So he refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, we don't have any plans to go to any bases at the moment."

Zhao Shijun and Yuan Xingye grew anxious: "Young man, why don't you listen to your mother's opinion?"

Song Ziming warily stepped in front of him: "My opinion is my mother's opinion."

Song Xia glanced at them coldly. Even through the sunglasses, one could still feel the suffocating pressure. Was this the strength of a high-level superhuman?

"They don't want to go, but I do. Is there really a survivor base? Can the base really guarantee our safety?" A man dressed in tattered clothes ran out, as if he had grabbed a lifeline, and prepared to grab Zhao Shijun. Several survivors followed behind him.

Zhao Shijun frowned and dodged away; who knew if this person was infected?

Moreover, this person doesn't seem to have any special abilities. To be honest, the White Tiger Base doesn't lack ordinary people.

But as two junior managers at the White Tiger Base, they were perhaps used to seeing tragic things, so they kindly offered their advice.

Then he pointed to a place: "The White Tiger Base is in H City. After you get there, you will undergo a three-day infection investigation. Once you pass the investigation, you can enter the base. However, the survival supplies in the base must be obtained by exchanging resources."

The man's face stiffened: "Aren't you going to escort us there?"

"Yes, since you're from the base, why don't you escort us there?"

"What are resources? Didn't you say you had everything when you recruited that woman?"

“I was a senior executive in a company when I was alive. As a high-level talent, I should have received high compensation, right? I am the most experienced in managing people and can enable ordinary people to make the most of their value.”

Zhao Shijun and Yuan Xingye looked exasperated and couldn't help but give a serious explanation: "First of all, we have missions to complete and will not be escorting anyone. Secondly, the base will provide corresponding treatment based on each person's abilities. Once you arrive at the base, professionals will assess your abilities. If you have the combat power of that lady, you will naturally enjoy the highest treatment. Finally, your own abilities and the supplies you bring to the base are considered resources and can be exchanged for survival supplies at the base, such as housing, water, electricity, food, etc. Those without supplies or special abilities can exchange them through labor. However, ordinary people will exchange fewer resources through labor."

The two were being rather tactful in their words. Ordinary people have far more than just a few less than those with superpowers. Ordinary people can barely keep from starving by doing all the dirty and hard work they do all day long, but those with superpowers, depending on the strength of their abilities and their contributions to the base, can live a more comfortable life than before the apocalypse.

But how to put it? After all, most of the base's supplies are obtained by people with superpowers, and who knows what dangers they might encounter when they go out on missions like this?

Like today, if it weren't for that lady, if they had been discovered by that mutated zombie, none of them would have been able to escape.

"What? We have to hand over our own supplies? Isn't this an official base? Then it has a responsibility to protect and feed us ordinary people."

"Exactly! Not only did they not come to rescue us, but they went to the base themselves and expect us to do all the work? Do they know how much we've suffered during this time?"

"I don't care, you have to escort us to the base. Who knows how many dangers there will be along the way?"

Zhao Shijun and Yuan Xingye looked at them like they were idiots. In the post-apocalyptic world, there were many arrogant and ignorant people like them, but in the end they would all be beaten up and then obediently accept the rules of the post-apocalyptic world.

The two men's expressions turned cold: "This is the post-apocalyptic world. All systems have collapsed. No one is obligated to serve you."

"Go if you want, we're not begging you to go."

"You guys!" The men's expressions changed drastically, as if they hadn't expected to be rejected so easily.

Do you know who I am?

"No matter who you are or what your special abilities are, you're all the same in this apocalypse."

"I'll give you money, and I also have a gold watch. Can you exchange these for escorting me to the White Tiger Base?"

Zhao Shijun still refused: "Sorry, no, money is useless in the apocalypse. Gold is still useful, but we have other missions to complete and cannot escort you."

The group hadn't expected that this wouldn't work, so the quick-thinking ones immediately called out to Song Xia and Song Ziming, who were about to enter the building.

"I've hired those two."

At this moment, Song Ziqi brought down Song Ziyang, Song Ziying, Song Zile, Song Zian, and Song Ziqing. The man's expression immediately changed when he saw so many children.

So he changed his tune: "Your child can come along, but if you want my gold watch, you must protect me immediately."

Zhao Shijun and Yuan Xingye looked at him like he was an idiot. "What a moron! Making such a request to someone, are you begging them or are they begging you?"

So Yuan Xingye couldn't help but say, "After this city fell, there are gold shops everywhere that haven't been looted. If someone wants gold, they can have as much as they want."

Song Ziming also looked over coldly, and the man immediately shivered.

"Okay, I don't have any other requests, just let me follow you."

"Get lost!" Song Ziming couldn't hold back and shouted a thunderous remark next to the man, which immediately terrified him.

The remaining people dared not move upon seeing this, and then looked at Zhao Shijun and the others. Zhao Shijun and Yuan Xingye did not care, since they were not out on a search and rescue mission. So they bid farewell to Song Xia and Song Ziming in a friendly manner, left behind a token for entering the White Tiger Base, and then quickly left the place.

Those people immediately despaired. Since the apocalypse, they had suffered too many shocks. Now, seeing their hope of survival disappear before their eyes, they couldn't help but curse loudly, as if they had given up on everything. Song Xia and the others were among those being cursed.

However, when Song Ziming attracted lightning from the sky again, these people immediately shut up, seemingly still afraid of death.