"Let's go."
Wang Chen said to Zhang Zhiyi and the others, "To the backup base."
"We're leaving now?"
Wu Xiaotian was the first to be dumbfounded. He looked longingly at the small hotpot, which still had plenty of broth left. "What about all this? Can we take it back to eat?"
Three years. Did they know how he had survived these past three years?
Even getting a single bite of hot food was usually harder than climbing to heaven!
Zhang Zhiyi could not resist slapping the back of Wu Xiaotian's head. "Eat, eat, eat—you only know how to eat! Do you still want to leave Tampa Star? Stay here and eat slowly by yourself, then!"
Wu Xiaotian immediately wilted.
Backup Base B00785 was ten kilometers away from the Main Base.
Though that did not seem far, reaching it required passing through a complex network of underground pipelines. Anyone unfamiliar with the layout would one hundred percent lose their way inside.
Zhang Zhiyi had led teams back and forth to the Main Base many times, so their return journey went smoothly without encountering any obstacles.
Because this backup base was sufficiently well concealed and had multiple defensive gates, it had escaped the Nether Race's search and become the last home of several thousand survivors.
"Password!"
"C569S34!"
Amid a teeth-grating scrape, the heavy blast-proof shield door slowly opened.
Zhang Zhiyi and the others filed inside.
A squad of fully armed soldiers stood guard behind the shield door. One of them smiled upon seeing Zhang Zhiyi and asked, "Captain Zhang, how was the haul this time?"
Zhang Zhiyi shook his head. "Not great."
The other man's gaze suddenly sharpened. "Who is this?"
"This is Wang Chen from Base D01359..."
Zhang Zhiyi explained, "He has extremely important information to report to Officer Mu. Captain