[Strategic Class].
"It seemed I was doomed."
"But it seemed there was still hope."
Recalling Teacher Huang's earlier, deeply meaningful words.
Ji Lang only felt that he was gradually becoming a classic bipolar switch.
The thoughts of [My life can still be saved] and [My life is already hopeless] kept surfacing in his mind.
Even after that.
Even though Teacher Huang and the captain had tried to raise everyone's spirits.
After all, there were many things that were not easy to say outright, but everyone could see them clearly enough on their own.
And just as Teacher Huang, after realizing the relevant issue, had automatically figured out many things he had previously been unable to understand.
Ji Lang, too, silently came to understand many things at this very moment.
For example, Ji Lang had originally not quite understood why the authorities had begun selling [Sublimation Potion No. 13] so recently. Now, however, he clearly realized that perhaps... this was itself a silent selection, giving newborns more or less a way to survive.
Perhaps.
In a few more years.
Children who had not taken [Sublimation Potion No. 13] might not be able to survive normally at all.
When all was said and done.
Because of physical fitness.
All kinds of negative conditions would naturally first manifest in the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled.
Thus, the more Ji Lang thought about it.
The more he understood that he had to obtain [Sublimation Potion No. 13] as early as possible...
Otherwise, once the upheaval truly began.
Even if the higher-ups were willing to allocate a batch of [Sublimation Potion No. 13] to lower- and middle-class personnel, it probably would not be his turn at all.
At that thought.
His gaze became incomparably resolute.
In the end.
After looking at the