Since the apocalypse began, the things he has encountered have been constantly challenging Ye Tianfei's worldview. Now, he is no longer shocked to hear about the processing plant.
Ye Jingyan looked at Wei Chi and asked him, "If what you are seeing now is what was ordered from above, what should you do?"
Wei Chi remained silent for a while before saying, "The 'higher-ups' you're referring to are only those in Jincheng. They're neither under my command nor from the capital, so what business is it of mine if they give instructions? Now that I've seen it, I absolutely will not allow them to act recklessly."
Ye Jingyan nodded slightly: "Then what would you do if I told you that there was a soldier here whom we met in the unit yesterday, and who even spoke to you?"
Wei Chi narrowed his eyes slightly: "What about Squad Leader Li?"
Ye Jingyan nodded.
"Damn, I knew it! That's why he smelled so bad."
Wei Chi was furious. He took a deep breath and said to Ye Jingyan, "Just tell me, can we take down the three of us all at once?"
"cannot."
"No way? Are there experts inside?"
Ye Jingyan shook his head slightly: "It's not that there are experts here, but that we need to stay here for a while. If we are not confident that we can wipe out all two hundred people here quietly, then we can forget about having any peace from now on."
Most importantly, we don't understand how things work here or their plans. It would be unwise to act now. Let's get out of here first.
The three of them left quietly.
The three of them found a place to change all their clothes before taking out a car and driving back to the base.
The more they drove, the more alarmed they became; the processing plant was only about ten kilometers away from the base!
Inside the base.
Ye Boxuan and Chu Moqing returned to their temporary residence one after the other from outside.
Both of them looked very unwell.
Chu Moqing stood by the window, watching a group of children outside fighting over a small sweet potato. He said in a deep voice, "Team Night, there's a big problem here."
On the way back, I was thinking, even if one day in the future the apocalypse ends and everything returns to normal, will these people be able to change the bad habits they've developed?
Ye Boxuan sat in the chair, rubbing the small photo of Ye Ling on the keychain in his hand. "Impossible, unless we get a new batch of blood."
He crossed his legs, leaned back, held the photo above himself, stared at the smiling face in it, and said, "Do you know what shocked me?"
Chu Moqing turned to look at him and heard Ye Boxuan say, "The most shocking thing is that everyone in the base knows what kind of oil is used in that restaurant."
They even thought it was normal; what kind of oil is it? As long as it doesn't kill people and they can have a hot meal, they don't care what kind of oil it is.
I asked a few adults, and they envied those who could go to restaurants. They said those people lived the life that humans should have, while they were ants, not even as good as animals.
They even retorted, asking me if it was strange to eat one's own kind. They said it wasn't like eating them alive, and that one would get used to it. They declared righteously, "If you don't eat them, you'll starve to death. Do you want to die?"
He then added, "Nobody wants to be food. If you don't want to be food, then you have no choice but to eat and try your best to live."
He gently rubbed the photo with his thumb. "I think the situation that Lingling and the others encountered in other places was probably similar to this."
"Captain Chu, if we put ourselves in their shoes, if we didn't have Lingling and the food in our space, and we were in their desperate situation, wouldn't we really have assimilated into their culture?"
Chu Moqing didn't speak. He looked out the window again. At that moment, a little boy was being punched and kicked by several other boys. But the little boy stuffed a sweet potato into his mouth, then covered his head and said, "I've already eaten it. It's no use you killing me."
He spoke slowly: "I can tell you with certainty that I will never assimilate. I would rather die in battle than allow myself to fall into such a wretched situation."
Ye Boxuan chuckled: "I have the same thought as you. The thought of living a life worse than that of an animal makes me wish I could go out and wreak havoc. Dying in battle is far more meaningful than dying a cowardly death."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly put his leg down and stood up, saying, "My older brother and the others are back."
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