Chapter 300 No Obligation to Accommodate Others
As he spoke, Peng Lihui was still a little nervous, unsure for a moment why the Dawn Base commander had called them in.
They're nothing special.
Tang Xiaoyu assumed that the base commander had come to settle scores with her because of the incident she had just committed.
She explained nervously, "I just saw that man hitting the child, and I couldn't help but intervene. I didn't mean to start anything."
Just as she was feeling uneasy, Meng Shiwan extended her hand to her and said, "Hello."
Tang Xiaoyu was stunned, momentarily flattered, and quickly and politely shook Meng Shiwan's hand, "Hello, hello, we..."
Meng Shiwan's sudden action caught her off guard, leaving her wondering what Meng Shiwan meant.
Meng Shiwan smiled and said, "I have high hopes for you guys. Keep it up!"
Upon hearing this, the three of them immediately straightened up.
Is this because the base commander values them and came specifically to cheer them on?
They actually caught the eye of the base commander.
Tang Xiaoyu's anxious heart calmed down, and she immediately assured him, "Thank you for your appreciation, base commander. We will definitely work hard."
Peng Lihui and Song Fei nodded vigorously beside them, "Yes, yes, we will try our best."
Meng Shiwan gave them an encouraging smile, and then disappeared.
The three breathed a sigh of relief, but were also overjoyed.
"The base commander actually thinks highly of us! How did we catch his eye?"
"Was it because Ayu saved that little girl that the base leader thought we were decent people and gave us special encouragement? It seems good people are lucky after all."
"It seems we still need to work harder and not let the base commander down."
The three of them, full of confidence and enthusiasm, headed into the city.
I bet they'll have even more energy to kill zombies.
At this moment, Meng Shiwan stood inside the base, her right fist clenched, in a very good mood. "Power ability, fourteenth-type ability."
She will become stronger and stronger.
Darkness and conspiracy powerful enough to shatter everything.
Meng Shiwan took out a rocking chair from her spatial storage and placed it on the harvested sweet potato field. She then took out a handful of power-enhancing liquid and poured it all into a cup.
Qiu Zhiyi, who was standing next to her, didn't seem to care. They were all used to Meng Shiwan's habit of drinking the power-enhancing liquid like water.
The members of the Dawn Squad were all busy at this moment.
There were several long queues outside the base. Tao Yarong and her team sat to one side and interviewed them one by one, asking them what skills they had, whether they had any certificates, and whether they could be verified online.
After such a long period of wandering, I couldn't even keep the people around me, let alone those useless certificates.
The only reliable method is whether the certificate can be found online. If it can be found, keep it; if it cannot, don't accept it.
A skinny, bony man pleaded desperately with Tao Yarong, “I really can operate a lot of machinery, and I can repair it. I learned from the master craftsmen in the factory. Although I didn’t get a certificate, our factory can’t do without me. I really can repair a lot of instruments. I’m a highly paid master craftsman in the factory, and I’ve even mentored many students…”
Tao Yarong looked up and said calmly, "Our requirement is that the certificate can be found online. If it can't be found, there's no way to verify it. We also don't have time to see if you can actually repair the machine, so you should leave. You should know the consequences of causing trouble here."
Having followed Meng Shiwan for so long, Tao Yarong had long since abandoned the "people's righteousness" she had learned at the seed base.
When she went to the hospital to rescue Qiu Zhiyi, she felt anxious and sad because she couldn't take away so many survivors.
I can now view the world with calm indifference.
As Meng Shiwan said before, they are not a charity and have no obligation to accommodate others.
In today's world, not actively harming others is already considered kind.
Everyone has their own destiny. If you get involved in someone else's cause and effect, you have to bear their fate. Meng Shiwan's life motto is that you don't need to be moral; it's enough to stick to your bottom line.
Because if a person loses their moral compass, they are no different from those zombies who devour anyone they see.
Upon hearing Tao Yarong's words, the man couldn't help but shiver, whether from the cold or from sheer fear, he couldn't tell.
They had heard when they arrived that Dawn Base was a good place, but not exactly a benevolent place. As long as you didn't cause trouble, everything was fine, but if you caused trouble here, you would only face certain death.
He was just an ordinary person without any special abilities, and he hadn't even eaten for three days.
He came from a small base, and any edible food was a rare treat for people like him.
The dry grass and tree trunks outside, along with the soil on the ground, have been eroded by acid rain and are inedible.
The houses around the city were ransacked again and again, but no food could be found. There were too many zombies in the city, and people like them, who had no special abilities and no weapons, dared not approach.
The small base didn't care about their lives or deaths; there was no food distribution, and they could only get a small piece of steamed bun by working.
But work isn't always available, and going hungry has become the norm.
Food that can be eaten has become a coveted delicacy.
He wanted to try joining the Dawn Base. If he could join, he would be able to survive on the plants that grew there, even if he only ate some weeds growing on the ground.
Now, his last struggle has failed, and Dawn Base will not accept him.
He was starving to death; he couldn't go on living.
The man's emaciated body was curled up in a ball, and a warm breeze blew through the cold air.
He looked back and saw that the wind was blowing from inside the Dawn Base.
A longing smile crept into the man's eyes. How wonderful! Dawn Base is wonderful! It's so vibrant and full of life. Even the wind blowing out is warm. It must be so wonderful to live there.
There was a time when the farmland in his hometown was like this, but back then he was determined to settle down in the city and looked down on the people who toiled in the fields.
Looking back now, it feels like a lifetime has passed, even though only half a year has gone by.
He seemed to see his old house, and his elderly parents waving to him from the doorway, saying that the sweet potatoes in the field were ripe and it was time to go dig them up with hoes.
He would always gather some firewood and light it at the edge of the field, then throw the freshly dug sweet potatoes into the glowing embers. After finishing his farm work, he would dig them out, and the roasted sweet potatoes would be soft, sticky, and steaming hot—they were incredibly delicious.
The man smiled, a smile that was clearly visible on his thin, skull-shaped face, and it wasn't exactly handsome.
But he seemed to be laughing very happily.
The next second, he pulled a sharp blade from his pocket and slashed it at his own neck, his smile freezing on his face.
The man fell to the ground, his bright red blood falling onto the dark soil, quickly turning into a dark red stain, as if it had been settling for many years.
The man's eyes were still smiling; in the instant of his death, he may have seen many departed people, peacefully leaving this world.
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