The saying goes, "prevention is better than cure." Although Tang Xiaoquan couldn't be sure if his assumptions were correct, according to Article 30 of the "Law of Survival":

When you sense danger, even if you have only a ten-percent certainty, treat it as if it's a hundred-percent, because you have only one life, and you don't have the chance or the capital to gamble on that possibility.

Therefore, he decided that for the foreseeable future, the team would refrain from going out to gather supplies, and when they do, they must avoid Scar's group.

After all, today's actions have already achieved the effect of establishing their authority. Even if they go out again later, it won't increase Xu Renjie's recognition of them.

Moreover, judging by the amount of supplies collected in today's operation, the thirty-percent reward is enough to sustain their meals for quite some time.

So considering everything, rather than risking high-cost, low-reward activities, it's better to conserve strength, rest well, and prepare for Xu Renjie's subsequent "ultimate moves."

The 24-hour isolation is quite grueling, but with the last experience, the survivors are noticeably more composed now.

As usual, they crafted two decks of cards, using this most primitive yet rather entertaining activity to pass their "boringly dull" time.

Since supplies were still being audited, the dinner provided by the base was again thin and meager, which led to some disappointment among the survivors who hoped for a hearty meal.

"Cheaters! Cheaters! The whole thing is a lie! They said something about a thirty-percent reward, bullshit! Look at this stuff! It's obviously deceiving us!" Wang Qiang looked at the "dinner" in front of him, which almost made him vomit, and shook his round head incessantly.

Wu Chao and Wen Quanxin also expressed their dissatisfaction, but Tang Xiaoquan remained quite composed because he knew that Xu Renjie wouldn't harm the morale of the "going out team" for mere "petty gains."

After all, he is a soldier, and the belief that "a promise is greater than heaven" is deeply ingrained in his bones.

Moreover, at this crucial juncture, if he really were "petty" and withheld the promised goods, then later when the base requires manpower, who would be foolish enough to follow his orders and risk their lives?

Sure enough, after the three of them vented their frustrations, Zhao Yunhai, who was serving dinner to everyone, slowly explained, "You've misunderstood. The rewards, the base won't shortchange us at all. Xu Renjie said that the supplies need to be inventoried and stored, and then they'll allocate our share according to the actual situation. I think... if there are no surprises, we should be able to receive them when we go out tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang's disgruntled expression slightly improved, and Wu Chao and Wen Quanxin nodded and stopped complaining.

And so, the night swiftly passed amidst the anticipation and boredom of the survivors. By around noon the next day, Luo Yi opened the door to the isolation room as scheduled.

As soon as they stepped out, the survivors heard a commotion in the hallway, and from the sound level, it seemed that the number of people on the other side was quite considerable.

This immediately piqued Tang Xiaoquan's "interest," and to verify his earlier hypothesis, he quickened his pace, not waiting for his companions behind him, and dashed toward the dense black shadows ahead.

"Oh oh oh, isn't that the shorty from group three!" The piercing voice sounded in his ear, but Tang Xiaoquan didn't feel any anger from the other's taunts because he got the answer he was seeking.

Indeed, as he expected, the noise he heard in the hallway yesterday was the work of Sang Biao and his group.

And seeing his "nemesis" appear in front of him, Sang Biao naturally had the notion to mock and jab a bit.

But considering Luo Yi's status and Scar's instructions, he didn't dare to be too arrogant at the moment, only uttering a few low jibes before leading his group out of the player's tunnel.

Back at the tent, Old Lin and the others had been waiting for a good while. After some pleasantries, they immediately exchanged reports about their experiences over the past 24 hours.

And upon learning that Scar didn't take advantage of the situation to "cause trouble" after the operation squad left, Tang Xiaoquan finally felt a bit at ease.

For some reason, after experiencing the "Zhongkun Textile" and "short man" incidents, Tang Xiaoquan always remained concerned about Wei Yang's safety, often worrying unconsciously about the girl's well-being.

This was never the case before. Since the outbreak of the Apocalypse, Tang Xiaoquan constantly reminded himself not to be "sentimental" and that everything should aim at "surviving."

Especially when it came to personal feelings, Tang Xiaoquan considered it to be a burden because it could severely affect your thoughts and judgements at certain critical moments.

However, this "emotion," once deemed "useless and harmful" by him, had now become an invaluable "treasure" that he couldn't let go of!

Isn't that why emotions are such a strange thing! You never know when it will come, nor will you know when it will leave!

But one thing is certain: once it appears, you'll be completely captured by it, unable to extricate yourself!

The supplies reward was distributed around 2 PM. Old Zhao glanced at the supply list, and not only were there staple grains like rice and flour, but also some bagged snacks, to the extent that spices like star anise and fennel were generously provided by the base.

It seems Xu Renjie really put in a lot of effort to fulfill his promise.

Feeling moved, Zhao Yunhai handed the complete supply list to Wei Yang, because in the past, she was solely responsible for these matters, so at this moment Old Zhao also leisurely stepped back as a hands-off manager.

As for how Wei Yang would handle these supplies, that was her personal matter.

And Wei Yang didn't disappoint anyone. With the base's permission, she personally cooked up a delicious feast for her companions, who had been "barely surviving" for nearly two months.

Instant noodles, steamed buns, several plates of bagged dishes, and a pot of fragrant rice; although there were no grand dishes, for the entire survivor base, this meal was enough to make others green with envy.

The atmosphere at the table was quite lively, and the various unpleasantness of the previous days gradually diminished amidst the happiness of satiation.

Especially Yan Hua and his family of three, they were extremely grateful to the other survivors in front of them.

Because he knew very well in his heart that if he hadn't been fortunate enough to encounter them, he might never have the chance to taste these white, fluffy steamed buns for the rest of his life.

And this also indirectly reflected the harshness of the Apocalypse.

Gratitude! Perhaps it only needs the reason of a single steamed bun!!

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