Ma Yuanbai raised his head and looked straight at Heisha:

"With your abilities, you'd definitely be selected if you participated in the talent selection competition at Vault 7207."

"Then you won't have to go through the trouble of migrating anymore, and you can stay in the shelter and enjoy your life."

"Hahaha!" Black Sand laughed loudly, throwing his head back.

His laughter echoed on the mountaintop; he was clearly amused by Ma Yuanbai's words.

"Living in a shelter? What's the difference between that and being in prison?"

Black Sands' eyes revealed undisguised disdain for the shelter.

“I’m not like you. Even if I, Black Sand, am eaten by a monster, I would never lock myself in a shelter.”

Ma Yuanbai smiled slightly. He understood Heisha's personality. He had already figured out Heisha's choice after just a little probing.

"So, do you still want to migrate?" Ma Yuanbai asked deliberately.

Black Sand's smile vanished, his gaze deepened, and even revealed an barely suppressed anger:

"Of course, I also want to know what secrets are hidden behind this prophecy."

He paused, then pointed at Ma Yuanbai and continued, "And you, you'd better hurry up."

"Let's go."

Hei Sha waved his hand, and several people behind him immediately followed.

After learning that Ma Yuanbai planned to continue migrating westward, Heisha did not linger and led his team away from there.

Ma Yuanbai and the others stood quietly, watching the figures of Heisha and his group disappear into the rain.

After the other person left, the people beside him all looked at Ma Yuanbai, looking as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

"Ask anything you want to ask."

Looking at their conflicted expressions, Ma Yuanbai was afraid they would make themselves sick from holding it in.