The safe zone sheltered more than 10,000 survivors.
Fang Ming walked straight in from the outer defense line. The outermost defense line was stationed with fully armed soldiers, and was also equipped with armored vehicles and drones.
The second and third lines of defense were stationed with rotating troops. From time to time, wounded soldiers from the front were transported back and replaced by troops from the rear.
You can also see many engineers and volunteers building temporary trenches.
Fang Ming also saw a rescue team escorting survivors back from the front line. All the soldiers were injured, and the survivors were unconscious. There were less than a hundred of them.
Being able to escape here alive from the siege of the dense swarm of zombies outside was a bit of luck.
The group of survivors were all dejected and lifeless, and no one noticed that there was suddenly one more person in the team.
Fang Ming followed the team of survivors into the gate of the safe zone. In front of them, there were law enforcement teams and volunteers guiding the survivors to the field hospital for examination.
Walking in, the smell of disinfectant irritated my nose. The wailing sounds continued from the blue cubicle surrounded by cloth. The white coats and volunteers who were hurrying around all looked haggard.
Fang Ming suddenly thought of the cold woman who fell asleep in his arms last night and yelled incoherently in her sleep,
"Lord, please bless him."
What a lovely woman.
The survivors lined up in front of a cubicle door, and two law enforcement officers were guarding the door.
Fang Ming really lined up obediently. In front of him was a young woman holding a child. The child was pulling at the woman's clothes and sobbing, and the young woman looked embarrassed. She could only pat the child's back to comfort him while looking around.
Behind her was a tall and upright-looking young man, who was looking into the distance with an indifferent expression and did not notice her.
She breathed a sigh of relief and quietly pulled down a corner of her clothes. The hungry little guy immediately opened his mouth and started eating, smacking the food.
Fang Ming withdrew his pretentious gaze, put it where it should be, and looked into the big eyes of the little goblin.
What are you looking at? Have you finished eating? Everyone who sees it gets a share!
The little boy had never seen such a hungry wolf-like look before, and he burst into tears, adding a touch of color to the noisy environment.
The young woman quickly picked up the child and rocked him back and forth, trying to coax him to sleep.
Fang Ming looked away with regret.
Now it’s over, no one has anything to eat.
A Qi, who was watching carefully beside Fang Ming, had a strange light flashing in his eyes. A very distinctive electronic female voice asked Fang Ming with a respectful tone.
"Master, I am confused by your behavior."
"you say."
"With your current strength, you can win the respect of everyone in this settlement as long as you reveal your identity. Why do you want to play the role of a humble survivor and follow the rules of playing house?"
Fang Ming looked at the child named Heiyu standing at the door and staring at the two law enforcement officers. He carefully folded his three pairs of wings, for fear that passers-by would bump into him.
“That’s a difficult question to answer.”
"A homeless person can be delighted by a meal of leftovers, but a gentry in the upper city still finds delicacies boring."
“Happiness is an expensive consumable. People can only feel it when they are faced with novel things and unexpected gains. When people’s threshold of happiness is constantly raised and their past desires cannot bring them pleasure, they will be unable to resist pursuing newer things.”
"䀴When you stand high enough, most things cannot make people feel a bit of joy." Fang Ming found that the young woman in front of him looked back at him, with a look of regret and pity in her eyes.
The young woman held the child and looked back silently, sighing in her heart. This sunny young man was driven crazy by the end of the world and was talking to himself.
Aerqi poked Fang Ming's arm and said, "Master, you haven't finished yet. When you can't feel happy about everything, what happens next?"
Fang Ming's face was calm. "It's like climbing a mountain. When you find yourself standing at the top of the mountain with no way forward and the vast land beneath your feet, you can't help but jump down to feel this final thrill."
"I won't, Master." Archie's tone was rigid and sharp. "So, in order to pursue happiness, you deliberately cut the story from a relatively low perspective..."
"Am I to understand this as self-deception? A silly, happy idiot living a more successful life than most people? Your values are puzzling to me."
Fang Ming shrugged. "Come on, come on. I was just playing house because I was bored and wanted to make sure I could control the situation. I just made up some nonsense. I don't want to discuss philosophical issues with you."
"I am blind and you are a nerd. We are the worst people in the world to discuss this issue."
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