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Without a doubt, the final summary remarks of Tang Xiaoquan were quite sharp. He expressed his true thoughts in the most straightforward language.

This was clearly against his previously somewhat "subtle" way of handling things, as he usually would throw out his viewpoint and give others a chance to discuss. But today, he seemed to be speaking in a tone that brooked no argument.

So what is the truth? What is Tang Xiaoquan really thinking in his heart?

The reasoning is actually very simple. To Tang Xiaoquan, everything that needed discussion has already been discussed. It's a joke; we were almost about to enter a hand-to-hand combat stage. Do you think there's a possibility of having things not fully discussed?

So given the current situation, rather than staying in this rundown place where there's no defense, no supplies, and constantly being eyed by thieves, it's better to move early and find another place.

After all, effort should be spent in places worth spending it. In the same way, for development, why not choose a place that is better and more conducive to survival?

It was by considering these factors that Tang Xiaoquan finally uttered those guiding words.

To put it bluntly, he wanted everyone to agree with his opinion; he felt that leaving was the most correct choice in line with the current situation.

A moment of silence followed, undoubtedly, the survivors fell into contemplation.

Especially Dazhuang, who had strong feelings for the factory; emotionally, he found it really hard to accept the fact of "leaving," but Tang Xiaoquan's words forced him to rationally consider the reality of the situation.

After yet another prolonged period of silence, finally, with a helpless sigh, Dazhuang also bowed his dark head.

With everyone agreeing, Tang Xiaoquan could breathe a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was really worried about not being able to persuade Dazhuang.

After all, he's experienced Dazhuang's personality, which is even more stubborn than Wang Qiang's.

But now, it doesn't matter; since the idea of "leaving" has been decided, the team must specifically discuss the next course of action.

"Everyone, share your thoughts, any good place recommendations?" Old Lin spoke first, as usual, and over the past month, he had subconsciously become the leader of the team.

"I think let's not waste time discussing. We've already discussed this before," Wang Qiang waved a big hand impatiently and pointed to the opposite, Tang Xiaoquan, saying, "Just go to his hometown; his hometown is in the county. Although the zombie density there is higher than here, gathering supplies is relatively easy."

Old Lin frowned slightly, clearly, the "location" Wang Qiang mentioned that was "already discussed before" was something that happened before Lin met them, so Old Lin was inevitably a bit "confused."

Attentive Tang Xiaoquan noticed Old Lin's "confusion" immediately and concisely made explanations for him.

After listening to his explanation, the originally "perplexed" Lin Junfu immediately nodded with understanding, at the same time giving affirmative support: "I agree with your proposal, firstly because gathering supplies there is easy; secondly, the Piling Reservoir makes resolving water source issues convenient; thirdly, Xiao Tang is familiar with the area, making it easier to find a suitable shelter."

Other survivors also expressed their approval, for no other reason than because the idea was proposed by Tang Xiaoquan.

After all, after so many life-and-death "trials," their dependency and trust in Tang Xiaoquan have reached quite a high level.

So, everyone's agreement seemed to be within expectations.

But everything has exceptions; perhaps normally no one would raise objections, but today...

Limping, Zhao Huilong awkwardly stepped forward in front of everyone. Due to his leg inconvenience and being a new member, Tang Xiaoquan didn't let him directly participate in the discussion but instructed him to watch over the immobile Hu Xiaodong on the side.

However, Zhao Huilong wasn't foolish enough to blindly follow directions. Though he had to do the watching, nothing prevented him from eavesdropping on the conversation.

Regarding the earlier issue about leaving the factory, frankly speaking, he wasn't particularly interested. Despite the tragic deaths of Old Wang and others, he felt numb and indifferent.

After all, he had no connection to this place; he hadn't even met the deceased.

So, discussing feelings and reminiscence was meaningless to him.

But when it comes to the next move of the team, Zhao Huilong felt particularly engaged.

Because it actually concerned his own interests; more importantly, he personally had a very good suggestion!!

Noticing the anomaly beside him, Old Lin instinctively glanced sideways, coincidentally meeting Zhao Huilong's wavering gaze. Curious, he immediately asked, "What's wrong, Xiao Zhao? Do you have something to say?"

Zhao Huilong seemed a bit embarrassed; understandably so, as he is merely a "rookie" newly joining the team, and his entrance was somewhat "humble." His "shyness" at this moment appeared justified.

"Um~ it's like~ about... about where the team should go next... I, I, hehe..." Zhao Huilong awkwardly scratched his head, stammering without getting to the point.

However, Old Lin could see the young man's concerns, immediately standing up to pat him on the shoulder, signaling: "Sit, Xiao Zhao, whatever thoughts you have, feel free to share them with us. Our democracy is very open, don't think too much."

"Ah?" Slightly stunned, Zhao Huilong was apparently caught off guard by Old Lin's sudden gesture, but before he could react from his confusion, Old Lin's hand had already gently pressed him down onto the bench.

At this point, Zhao Huilong couldn't back out even if he wanted to.

So be it; after heaving a breath, Zhao Huilong cleared his throat slightly and earnestly said, "It's like this: while I was hiding in the City Management Bureau to evade danger, I once heard someone shouting outside. The essence of what they were saying was that Yuhuan Gymnasium is currently set up as a temporary shelter, providing basic living facilities. If anyone needs it, they can go on their own. At that time, because I was trapped, I couldn't call for help and missed the opportunity..."

Saying this, Zhao Huilong's expression turned somewhat gloomy; after all, it's understandable that in such a situation, he had a strong desire for rescue.

However, Tang Xiaoquan was not interested in Zhao Huilong's emotions; he cared more about the content of his words, specifically having a few questions about them.

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