On the contrary, he felt very uneasy about the people in the city who were struggling to survive just like him. If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the demonic beasts, the humans in the city would not have had such a peaceful night.
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In the ruins of the city.
Less than half an hour after Lin Qian and his group left, the hidden survivors began to emerge.
They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Tiger and Jin Diao leave, and then everyone's eyes turned to the direction of the mall.
Lin Qian and his group made a great deal of noise as they rummaged through the ruins of the shopping mall; anyone who wasn't deaf would notice.
How could these people not be tempted after discovering that the previously buried shopping malls and supermarkets had been unearthed?
After nearly a year, the city's original resources were no longer unlimited, and most of them were buried. Even though there were not many survivors, the city was already stretched thin due to the gradual depletion of its resources. This is the main reason why the atmosphere among the survivors gradually became heated.
Now, the excavated supermarket is like a bursting spring, its golden hue attracting everyone's attention.
"Squad leader, we've all got our things!"
While the survivors were still itching to go, a group of looters had already appeared in the quiet supermarket ruins.
These were a dozen or so teenagers, about the same age as the previous teenagers, who were probably all junior high school students before the disaster.
The leader of the boys raised his hand and whispered, "Retreat!" They had to leave before the others arrived, and they couldn't let anyone know they had been there!
A dozen or so teenagers, carrying large backpacks, nimbly crawled out of the ruins and then slipped silently into the gaps in the rubble to leave.
The boys made no extra noise along the way; they seemed to blend into the ruins, becoming a part of the background. This was a skill they had developed under the pressure of survival for a long time, a skill that allowed them to stay alive.
As the boys quickly and silently departed, the sound of hurried footsteps gradually echoed through the ruined city under the dawn's light.
The footsteps were chaotic and varied, coming from different directions, but all sharing a common goal.
An obvious struggle and conflict is about to unfold.
The fight that had just begun had nothing to do with the boys who were far away. Within ten minutes, the boys had successfully returned to their hideout.
This is a dilapidated corner of ruins where even the shape of the houses can no longer be maintained. It is also an area filled with a stench. One side of the ruins is piled with garbage and corpses, all abandoned here by the survivors.
But the boys were clearly used to the smell. They didn't care about the stench at all and happily took out their catch to take stock and organize it.
"Squad leader, with this food, we don't have to be afraid for the next few days!"
"Yes, yes, so much food. This stuff keeps longer and is more filling than bread. It's just a shame about all that water."
Thinking of all the bottled water bottles in the supermarket, the boy looked regretful.
They were small and thin. Although their physical qualities had evolved and improved after experiencing the spiritual energy tide, the long-term hunger had not provided their bodies with enough energy, so these teenagers' physical abilities had not increased much.
When collecting supplies, each person can only put three bottles in their backpack; they can't carry more than that. However, compared to water, they are more lacking in food now, so it's already quite good that they can bring back some.
The boy who was called the class monitor smiled without saying a word. He silently distributed the food, which was their survival rule: food was scarce and had to be eaten sparingly.
Upon receiving their food, the boys eagerly began to eat. Teenagers are at the age when they are growing. In the past, they would not be full without two or three bowls of rice per meal, but now they are eating irregularly, and they are quite satisfied even if each person only has a small bag of biscuits per meal.
A short-haired child took a few bites of a cookie and suddenly murmured, "Ah Feng, he..."
Although the boy's voice was very soft, it was quite noticeable when everyone was quiet.
"Hmph! Mind your own business!" a boy in the corner retorted unhappily.
There was a moment of silence, then the silence returned instantly. No one spoke; everyone ate their cookies in silence, some even making chewing noises to show they hadn't heard anything.
The boy, who had inadvertently spoken his true feelings, glanced at everyone, then turned away and silently lowered his head.
He didn't understand why everyone was so angry. Ah Feng hadn't done anything wrong; he had simply given his food to the old lady...
The class monitor glanced at the boy who had turned around, then silently sat down and patted him on the shoulder.
He was powerless to do anything about it. Although everyone still called him class monitor as before, he was actually just someone who was responsible for assigning tasks and didn't have much real power.
What everyone needs is someone to help them manage resource allocation and plan actions, not a bossy leader.
Before the disaster, the class monitor had excellent grades. He wasn't a bookworm, so he was very clear about his role.
He knew that if one day he became as disliked as Shanfeng, he would suffer the same fate...
(That's right, the child's surname is Shan and his given name is Feng.)
Thinking of the figure he had seen through the crevice running resolutely out of the city, the squad leader pursed his lips. He had a vague feeling that the mountain wind was following those tigers...
But he hoped it wasn't so; the power of those animals was simply too terrifying, so terrifying that he didn't even have the courage to face them.
He wasn't stupid; he could guess why Shanfeng was chasing after them—everyone was just trying to survive.
But he was very worried. As a former classmate and companion, he was concerned about Shanfeng's safety, but in the dark corner of his heart, he also secretly worried... Shanfeng, will succeed.
Perhaps feeling that his idea was really bad, the class monitor shook his head and took a deep breath.
In a small corner of the ruins, the boys were unusually quiet, but this quietness was not as coordinated as their previous actions; instead, it had a strange quality to it.
In these ruins riddled with cracks, the squad leader was never the only one who saw the tiger and the mountain wind.
Every child has different thoughts and ideas, but they all share the same thought: to survive.
These are just a group of teenagers. They have no adult help and even have to protect themselves from groups of adults who have lost their moral conscience. This is undoubtedly very difficult and very cruel.
Under such dangerous circumstances, these teenagers, who had been forced to become orphans, came together.
They were once innocent, kind, and... selflessly and enthusiastically helped others.
But they are not gold found in the great waves, but rather hard stones relentlessly polished by the wind and sand.
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