"Well, the living conditions are still quite difficult!" Pan Han put his hands behind his back and pointed around, just like a leader inspecting.

"Hehe, yes! Compared with living in a villa at the Dawn Base, it's indeed a lot worse." Rick suddenly remembered something called flattery and quickly used it.

“This is our water source.”

Rick took Pan Han to a stream that extended from a mountain stream. The water was low and looked rather turbid.

"Is that enough for 500 of you?"

"Just barely, so we built a reservoir."

"Monk, go back and discuss with Maji and figure out how much drinking water each person needs each month. Deliver it to them regularly. For domestic water, use this stream first." Pan Han remembered that there was a well in the Dawn Base that was still in use, so it shouldn't be a problem to allocate some to this side.

"Thank you, Master Pan!"

At this moment, a group of children suddenly ran over and surrounded Rick, calling him "Zhazha".

Pan Han took a look and found that they were indeed children in their teens, but they all had pale and thin faces, short limbs, and were obviously malnourished.

"These are probably the children who were born a few years before the end of the world." Pan Han liked the children very much when he saw them.

"Yes, but at that time there were more than thirty children born in the village. Unfortunately, now there are only a dozen or so left. Alas!" Rick couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the dead children.

"Monk, remember, you must ensure that your child has good nutrition in the future. Humans cannot reproduce now, and these are our hopes!" Pan Han said solemnly.

After hearing this, Monk Wei and Rui Ke stood at attention together: "Don't worry, sir!"

Pan Han nodded and followed Rick for a walk.

At this time, Maggie came over and said, "Sir, your room is ready. But the conditions are difficult, please don't mind."