"Base leader!"
"They're all right! Dark Night is all right!"
"Charge, brothers, charge! Dark Night is still alive! Hurry, hurry!"
"Base leader, we're coming! Hang in there! Don't be afraid!"
Everyone in Dark Night looked utterly baffled. Was this a joke? Who was afraid? Who was in trouble? Who needed rescuing? There were only a handful of useless zombies here. Who were they looking down on?
Dark Night grew noticeably quieter. Honestly, none of them were used to this feeling.
Whether they had been operating in the underground gray areas before the Apocalypse or living through the chaos afterward, they were used to keeping to themselves.
They had seen more than enough bloodshed, betrayal, ruthlessness, and indifference.
So they had stopped taking any of it to heart.
That was why, even when people lined the streets to welcome them back this time and brought them all sorts of gifts, they had merely smiled and thought nothing of it.
They had long since lost faith in human nature.
They trusted no one outside their own brothers in Dark Night.
Not even Chen Jing, Dazhuang, or Xue Yang.
Not even Wang Jingyu, Secretary Wu, or Xiao Yufei.
Not even Zhi Yi, Zhi Li, Zhi Wu... or Zhi Rui.
Once lives or real, tangible interests were at stake, no one could guarantee they wouldn't be sold out.
For example, if someone captured Chen Jing's child and forced her to betray them and reveal their whereabouts, could she really keep quiet? Her child was her weakness. If staying silent meant her child would die, betrayal was inevitable.
Then there was Wang Jingyu. What mattered to him was his wife and every resident of City D Base. If he had to choose between sacrificing Dark Night and ending the Apocalypse, he would definitely agree.