"This place is practically heaven! To be honest, I finally understand why so many people on the World Channel are desperately pursuing the chance to come to Su God's territory. Can you believe that everything they bragged about is actually true?"
"As long as you're willing to work, you can receive a large salary on time every day."
"As long as you have a Resident Certificate, you can enjoy completely free medical care."
"Damn, why are the houses here so cheap? You only need to work hard for half a year to buy one?"
"I don't want to leave. I don't care what you think—I plan to stay here."
"But our families are still in the territory. How are you going to bring them over?"
"Bring them over? No, no, no. I believe that if they came here, they'd abandon me without hesitation too."
"Face reality. This is the wasteland, and death is everywhere. We've fulfilled the wishes of tens of millions—no, who knows how many hundreds of millions of people. Are you really planning to give that up?"
At dusk, at Firepower Catering.
While Liu Zhi and the other three were at the factory inspecting the samples and had yet to return,
the travelers who had come from distant places were already downing the cold beer on the tables and sharing their impressions of the day.
They had only stayed for a single day, so by rights, they shouldn't have changed this much.
But the truth was that more than seventy percent of them were unwilling to leave and return to the dilapidated Gathering Place they had departed from.
After all, compared with the heaven described in the Bible, Tian Yuan Territory was absolutely no inferior—and might even be better.
Like a bright lamp in the darkness, everything here