Together, they would keep moving forward through the apocalypse.
Those heartfelt words rang out with conviction, echoing long afterward.
Their sincerity resonated in everyone's ears.
Dozens of people had come to Qin Siyang's banquet that day.
Aside from those close to him, the people who had faced life and death alongside him, there were many others.
People like Wei Rulai, Georgia Warren, and Han Shuo, whose personal relationships with Qin Siyang were unremarkable, but who stood unwaveringly on the front line of resistance against Zone 1.
To Qin Siyang, where they stood mattered more than anything.
Addressing the dozens of people who had come for the New Year's Eve dinner, Qin Siyang offered no flowery rhetoric, only the stark logic of survival, sharing without reservation and making promises without holding back.
Because these people were the future of the Safe Zone in his eyes.
Everyone sensed Qin Siyang's hopes, and their gazes converged on the center of the Round Table.
There, Qin Siyang stood alone.
Under the overlapping streams of light, his young, upright figure cast an immensely long shadow, as though he alone were the backbone holding up this entire world.
His eyes blazed like torches as he openly surveyed everyone present. Deep within them lay both a wildfire that could sweep across the plains and an ocean deep enough to gather every river.
Once, Qin Siyang might have been nothing more in their eyes than an extraordinarily gifted boy, a ruthless power player, or a partner whose interests they could align themselves with.
But now, seeing this man who planned for every eventuality yet treated them with such sincerity, they could not help seeing him anew.
The phrase "unparalleled talent" seemed to have taken tangible form in Qin Siyang, stepping into reality.
An unremarkable orphan, a lucky high