The three of them get along neither awkwardly nor warmly, which is just right.
Mo Wennian was carrying a small sack in his hand and met many people along the way. Some were ordinary people who were grateful to have survived the zombie tide, some were people with special abilities who came back tired, and some were reunited with their families, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.
She just looked at the scene on the street, feeling a mix of emotions in her heart. If she wasn't there, perhaps this disaster wouldn't have happened. She was also glad that she was here, because if this disaster really happened, at least she could still help.
Along the way, Mo Wennian could feel many people's eyes on her. There was awe and fear towards her, but the most was gratitude.
It feels a bit strange. I have experienced this in my whole life, but this feeling still makes me feel sad.
I walked all the way to the base director's office. The S City base was much better than the previous base, but the base director's office was a bit simple.
A simple little room, clear at a glance, with a table and a bed next to it. The table is mostly covered with documents, and only the area in front of the base commander is relatively clean.
"Hello."
Mo Wennian knocked on the door and spoke first.
The base commander raised his head. There was still some zombie blood on his body. It was obvious that he had just come down from the city wall and continued to work.
Seeing Mo Wennian, Ye Hao (base director) smiled widely. She was now considered the savior of the S City base.
"Please come in. You must be Mo Wennian, right? Long Hao has mentioned you to me. You're very capable."
Ye Hao looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, very friendly and looks more like the uncle next door.
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