Ling Feiran's change left Feng Ling baffled, but on further thought, Ling Feiran had liked taking care of the orphanage children when she was young, and now she wanted to take care of the Infected. It was the same thing.
Her personality had not changed, her behavior had not changed, and neither had her tone of voice. Yet somehow, Feng Ling always felt that something was different from before.
On the way to the second Idol, Li Yu started chatting away, pulling Ling Feiran into an endless discussion of her New Paradise concept on the plane.
Ling Feiran's newly born idea gained many details through Li Yu's rambling and gradually took shape. She was even already thinking about how to write her resignation letter after they returned.
Feng Ling could not get a word in the whole time.
Leading a group of people somewhere to settle down was beyond Feng Ling's comprehension, so she could not offer Ling Feiran any advice. Still, Pei Xianjue was probably experienced in such matters. She could ask her after they got back.
After returning to the Quarantine Zone, Feng Ling took Ling Feiran to see Pei Xianjue.
After hearing Ling Feiran's idea, Pei Xianjue wore the same expression Feng Ling had—bewilderment mixed with confusion.
Feng Ling secretly laughed.
Pei Xianjue said seriously, "It will be difficult to do this well. When I came to Guangnan City to build the Quarantine Zone, I also started from scratch, but I had immeasurable resources behind me. The food, clothing, housing, transportation, medical care, and transit for so many people all need to be considered. Public security is also a problem. Many Infected lose control of their behavior when their symptoms become severe. You are only one person; you cannot watch over them twenty-four hours a day."