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"Let me ask you, Xiao Zhao, how long ago did you hear about this matter?" Tang Xiaoquan frowned, looking serious.

Zhao Huilong thought for a moment, somewhat uncertain: "This... I can't say for sure the exact time, you know I've been in that place for a long time, it's easy to get confused, but I'm sure it didn't happen recently, it should be when the mutation first broke out."

Nodding to himself, Tang Xiaoquan didn't respond to this but continued asking: "When the other party was shouting about this matter, did they mention the government, the military, or any other related organizations? What I mean is..."

Feeling he wasn't being clear enough, Tang Xiaoquan quickly added: "What I mean is, did the other party reveal their identity? Or specify which organization was behind setting up the shelter?"

Perplexed, Zhao Huilong gave Tang Xiaoquan a surprised look, in his view, the other party was clearly making a big deal out of nothing.

Could it be that the ones setting up the shelter were zombies?

It's no wonder, from the beginning of the apocalypse, Zhao Huilong had been hiding in the dark room of the City Management Bureau, he could neither know nor would he understand the dangers of the outside world.

But even though he was skeptical, Zhao Huilong outwardly showed enough seriousness and thoughtfully replied: "Regarding whether the other party revealed their identity, if I remember correctly, they did not."

"One last question? How many times did you hear these shouts in total?"

"Three times, all during the day!" Surprisingly, Zhao Huilong answered this question exceptionally quickly and confidently, later explaining himself: "Those three shouts were the only human voices he heard during his two months of hiding in the 'dark room,' so they left a deep impression."

The questions were over, but more doubts arose in the hearts of the survivors.

Tang Xiaoquan ignored the others' glances, he needed to "digest" what was just said and after five minutes of thoughtful consideration, he slowly opened his mouth.

"Ahem!" As usual, he coughed lightly twice, aiming to remind his companions to concentrate, as what he was about to say required everyone's participation.

"Everyone should have heard the location Xiao Zhao just mentioned clearly. I raised relevant questions. Now I'll share my personal understanding and analysis with everyone, and then we can discuss it."

"First, according to what Xiao Zhao just said, he heard the call three times, so we can basically confirm that this so-called shelter exists, or else no one would be so bored as to do the same thing for three consecutive days."

"Second, Xiao Zhao also said that he heard the shout at the beginning of the apocalypse, although we don't know what exactly 'beginning' refers to, there's undoubtedly more than a month. So, everyone, a lot can happen in a month, I have to assume that this 'shelter' might already be 'no longer existent.'"

"Third, regarding the organization I mentioned last, it stands to reason that if the shelter was organized by an official group, they would indicate their identity during the calls, but in fact, Xiao Zhao didn't hear any related information, so under such an unknown situation, I personally don't think it's a wise choice to venture there rashly."

"Why?" Zhao Huilong was a bit anxious, he guessed that the young man would object, but under no circumstance expected it to be because "the other party didn't state their identity," a reason he considered extremely "far-fetched."

In response, Tang Xiaoquan remained calm as always, and nonchalantly explained: "It's very simple, if it were an official organization, they could sustain for a longer time in terms of strength, management, or resource supply, but if it's a civilian group, say nothing of others, our old Lin has the most say..."

At this point, Tang Xiaoquan instinctively looked towards Lin Junfu and then nodded implyingly: "Old Lin, if you were to set up a shelter, what do you think is the most difficult issue?"

Faced with the question thrown by the young man, Lin Junfu carefully considered it and then seriously replied: "Supplies and guard forces. Without either of these for even a couple of days, the maintenance of the base would run into problems."

Smiling to express gratitude, after receiving old Lin's reply, Tang Xiaoquan continued the topic: "That's right, to maintain a shelter without enough management personnel and relatively comprehensive resource supply, chaos is bound to occur in the end. Because humans are selfish, and to survive, they might do anything!"

"But this is ultimately a hypothesis! We don't know the specific situation, as they say, 'You can't catch tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den.' Is it not somewhat too arbitrary to make conclusions without even going?" Wang Qiang uncharacteristically waxed eloquent, and after Wang Qiang's rebuttal, Wei Yang also expressed a similar opinion:

"Yes! Xiaoquan, I feel Qiangzi makes some sense, I'm not saying to deny the location you mentioned, but compared to setting up a shelter ourselves, why not survive together with more survivors?"

"Well, Wei Yang is indeed right, more people mean faster resource consumption, but there are also more hands to gather supplies. Of course, assuming someone organizes, why don't we drive over to take a look first? If it's unsuitable, we take another route?" Old Zhao, indeed an old hand, came up with a compromise in just a few seconds.

This approach both fulfilled everyone's desire and avoided the risk proposed by Tang Xiaoquan, only...

Turning his hair around, Tang Xiaoquan glanced at the people in front of him, he could see everyone was thinking about heading to the shelter.

After experiencing such a brutal "incident," everyone hopes for a relatively stable "home," not wanting to and unable to go through similar "tragedies" again.

But...

Sighing softly, Tang Xiaoquan, being responsible for the team's future, hesitated for a long time and finally said "reluctantly": "I don't want to stop everyone from going, just hope that before making a decision, we must fully consider our situation. One, we need a place, if the trip to Yuhuan Gymnasium fails, we might have to face the danger of sleeping on the streets. Two, the issue of fuel cannot be ignored, as this stuff diminishes as used, and it directly affects our progress."

Two concerns, quite fair, after hearing, the crowd once again fell into deep thought.

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