"Wasn't I right about what I said before?"
Wu Meng gazed across the broad, unobstructed fields of Nether Soil and addressed Zhou Dun and the Li sisters beside her.
"If we'd stayed in Mechanical City, we could have survived, but we'd never have had a life like this."
"Following the Convoy came with danger, but the danger wasn't actually that great. As long as we survived, we were bound to live better than we would in Mechanical City."
Zhou Dun nodded at her words, while the Li sisters beside him looked thoroughly convinced.
In truth, apart from Zhou Dun, neither sister had really taken those words to heart.
When faced with the choice between staying in Mechanical City and continuing on with the Convoy, they had simply chosen Zhou Dun.
Zhou Dun wanted to leave, so they had left too.
If Zhou Dun had stayed, the sisters would actually have preferred to remain in Mechanical City.
Although the survivors there looked underfed, with sallow faces and dry hair, they at least had a stable place to live.
They wouldn't have to worry every day about whether something would happen tomorrow, or whether they would die.
But after Cheng Xue came over and told them that the Convoy would be living on this Floating Island from now on, they finally realized that taking risks could sometimes bring greater rewards.
At that thought, Li Ling, the younger sister, said to Wu Meng, "Wu Meng, you're amazing!"
"You saw all this coming back then!"
Wu Meng smiled and looked at Wu Jie, who was carrying things back and forth between their vehicle and the house nearby. Sounding both wistful and relieved, she said, "I didn't see this coming either."
"I just knew that risk and reward went hand in hand."
"The Convoy isn't