Encountering a Convoy

The young man looked somewhat agitated as he spoke, as if he were arguing with the middle-aged man.

"Don't talk about those little girls! Even if it were me, if some big shot took a fancy to me, I, Wang Kun, wouldn't say another word. I'd wash myself clean and rush right over!"

"This damn world! It's hell out there! We can't even eat our fill!"

"Just yesterday! A mother and son from our convoy were cut in half by a Mutant! Their bodies were still damn warm!"

"Did their blood not splash onto your face!?"

The middle-aged man was stunned after hearing this and fell into a brief silence.

The young man in rags was speaking the truth. He had no way to refute him.

No one had thought about avenging the mother and son who had died so tragically yesterday. People were merely thankful that it had not been them.

A First Order Advanced Stage Mutant alone was enough to make them flee in terror.

Therefore, the young man's words truly came from the bottom of his heart.

Not only was safety guaranteed inside the Safe Zone, but he had heard that one's strength could also be passively enhanced there.

As long as they stayed long enough, even ordinary people could be strengthened into Awakened Ones.

And in the top-tier, rare Land of Rules, powerful Awakened Ones occupied the territory. There were even rumors that one could gain a bit of spiritual energy experience every day.

How enviable and infuriating that was.

Sufficient food, safety, and enhanced strength.

With all three combined, the Safe Zone was indeed the shelter every Survivor longed for.

It was just that what troubled him was...

Hearing these words that sounded like facts, he could not help thinking of his own daughter.

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