After dealing with the sudden attack of five giant lions, the base gates slowly opened once more, but this time, the situation was completely different from before.
The news that Chu Han and Gao Shaohui had instantly killed five giant lions spread in no time. Survivors within the base came rushing over after hearing it, and the entrance was already packed with people, with even more continuing to arrive.
Dylan, who had been standing guard at the gates with a gun in hand, impatiently rushed out the moment the gates opened wide enough for someone to pass through. He stepped forward and enthusiastically shook Chu Han and Gao Shaohui's hands.
"Welcome to the two of you! My name is Dylan!" Dylan was tall and powerfully built, his thick arms clearly full of strength. But before Chu Han and Gao Shaohui, who had revealed their strength, he had long since discarded his earlier prejudice over their ragged clothes.
"My name is Gao Shaohui." Gao Shaohui introduced himself in clumsy English, then smiled and put an arm around Chu Han's shoulders. "This is my good brother, Chu Han. He doesn't speak the language, so you can just talk to me if you need anything."
Dylan looked at Chu Han in surprise, unable to hide his confusion. On the American continent, unless someone came from a non-English-speaking country, most survivors could speak English. Asians in particular tended to speak it fluently; even with an accent, basic communication was never a problem. After all, the Asians on this continent had already been living or studying here back in the civilized era.
After all, this was now the Apocalypse Era, under extraordinary circumstances. Humans from across the ocean simply could not come over. There were no longer any planes capable of crossing the sea, and