"Old Lin?" Everyone turned their heads, and where the sunlight fell, it was none other than Lin Junfu, who had just been separated into another group.

"What brings you here?" Wang Qiang was picking his nose, eyes slanted, looking quite comfortable.

Seeing his laid-back expression, Old Lin was both envious and teasing, "What, Qiangzi, you've just moved into your new home, and you're already not welcoming old friends?"

"Ah, Old Lin, your words..." Pretending to be heartbroken and "beating his chest," after a poor performance, Wang Qiang immediately stood up with enthusiasm and introduced, "Come, come, Old Lin, let me introduce you... This is Brother Yan, he's an intellectual."

"Oh, not at all! Not at all! Xiao Wang, don't joke around! I'm no intellectual."

Ignoring Yan Hua's modesty, Wang Qiang continued on his own, "And this here, our great mother, Comrade He Jing!"

He Jing gave a polite nod with a small smile.

"Ah, and here, our lovely and beautiful little angel princess, Yan Lifang."

"Hello, Uncle!" Almost stepping on Wang Qiang's last word, little Fangfang had already extended her right hand.

Seeing the little one's serious handshake request, everyone present burst into laughter.

Old Lin didn't dare slack off and quickly shook hands with little Fangfang with the same serious expression, like comrades.

After that, they all fell into a mix of exclamations and chatter.

About five minutes later, Old Lin quietly poked Tang Xiaoquan next to him and gave him a look, which he understood immediately, and they both left the tent one after the other under some pretext.

Once outside the tent, the scorching sun immediately poured down, and the two instinctively retreated to a cooler, shadier spot. Then Tang Xiaoquan asked, "What's up, Old Lin?"

Old Lin sighed lightly and briefly told Tang Xiaoquan about the situation inside his tent.

As expected, after hearing his account, Tang Xiaoquan's previously relaxed eyebrows suddenly furrowed tightly.

"It seems things are worse than we thought!" he sighed and scanned the surrounding people, "Look at them, they're worse off than we were when we had no food. If an epidemic breaks out, relying on these people..."

Silently shaking his head, Tang Xiaoquan hoped, "I hope Xu Renjie's plan can be implemented soon, or sooner or later, we could end up like these 'wastes'!"

"Yeah!"

Life at the base is quite dull and boring, with only a tiny bit of the field to move around each day.

After the initial comfort and ease, the survivors gradually began to experience this endless boredom.

Eating, sleeping, the actions repeat infinitely. Tang Xiaoquan feels like a frog at the bottom of a well, repeating the same dull activities every day.

Though staying behind these high walls, life is indeed comfortable; you no longer have to be constantly on edge against zombie attacks or lose sleep over chilling screams each night.

But Tang Xiaoquan knows clearly in his heart, living like this, in a post-apocalyptic world, isn't a good thing, it's extremely dangerous, even.

Look at what his companions do each day: playing cards, chatting, boasting.

The terrifying experiences they've been through are slowly fading from their minds. Tang Xiaoquan worries that one day, the comfortable life will completely erode their survival instincts, which they learned through life and death experiences.

And once the will is gone, it's hard to build it up again.

Like most of the people in the base relying on scraps to survive under the high walls, they're living like "walking corpses," just waiting to die.

They have no pursuit in life, no ideals left, but clearly, this is not what Tang Xiaoquan wants.

Tang Xiaoquan knows that in this world now, there is no absolutely safe place.

The seemingly indestructible walls are often more fragile than one imagines.

Even though Tang Xiaoquan doesn't want to curse the future of the base, the reality forces him to make assumptions.

In human history, there have already been too many bloody examples.

So Tang Xiaoquan believes, the threats faced by the base are not just external zombies; often, humans are the scariest species.

Especially those whose basic needs aren't met; their survival instincts will force them to do unethical things.

And by that time...

The saying "live in worry, die in comfort" by the ancients is precisely accurate. Just thinking about those starving rioters makes Tang Xiaoquan's scalp tingle.

In any case, they can't let everyone keep sinking like this.

Determined, Tang Xiaoquan decides to first communicate with Zhao Yunhai and Lin Junfu.

After all, these two are relatively older, making communication easier, instead of directly telling everyone and being seen as making a big deal out of it.

However, to Tang Xiaoquan's surprise, Zhao and Lin took his proposal quite seriously, or rather their thoughts coincided, and they all expressed concern about the current team situation, so the Survivor Team's training plan was born in agreement.

Speaking of the plan, it's hardly a plan, merely involving basic fitness exercises like running, sit-ups, and push-ups.

Its purpose is merely to keep the team members in relatively good physical condition and ready to handle emergencies.

However, since the day the team started training, their every move became the center of attention in the entire base.

Some laughed, thinking this group was acting out of boredom.

Some bet on how long they could last.

Others watched with a wait-and-see attitude, as the actions of these people faintly touched almost forgotten things in their hearts.

Then a week later, the tone of the discussions changed dramatically; the ridicule disappeared, the betting ceased, and even the onlookers lessened.

Instead, more people joined the exercise troops.

Xu Renjie stood straight at the entrance of the player tunnel, observing the drastic changes that occurred in the base over the week.

He had long expected this new team to be unusual, but the extent of change they brought to the base was indeed beyond his expectations.

Looking at the increasingly lively scene on the court, Xu Renjie couldn't help but allow a rare smile to touch his lips.

Because this once lifeless sanctuary had finally regained something called "hope"!!

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