"If we had large trucks, both the transfer of personnel and the transportation of materials would be much more efficient and safer!"

In the end times, every migration is a race with death.

Speed ​​and capacity often directly determine the survival of a team.

Although electric vehicles are convenient, they are ultimately inadequate for large-scale transfers and complex road conditions.

Yu Bai smiled faintly, put the crystal core away, and changed the subject: "How is the team now? After the last incident, there haven't been any more troubles on your side, right?"

Han Yi showed a slightly complicated smile on his face, which showed both relief and some emotion.

"Ever since the last scandal was thoroughly exposed, and after you later suggested adjusting the food supply system, moving from daily rations to a centralized distribution every three or five days, and clarifying the principle of linking contribution to reward, the team has experienced unprecedented harmony and tranquility."

He paused and looked into the distant void, as if he had penetrated the barrier of space and saw the team outside who were struggling to make their way through the apocalypse.

"Perhaps they once again experienced the despair of living in uncertainty and material scarcity, which made them realize the value of stability."

Han Yi's voice was low and powerful.

"Perhaps it was this journey of migration, the daily interactions, and the shared resistance to danger that made them realize the importance of unity."

"In short, everyone in the team is now united as one, and their minds are more united than ever before."

This transformation is a lesson learned with blood and tears, and is also the most direct manifestation of the law of survival in the apocalypse.