The harsh conditions accelerated the changes in their lives.
Like the other bases, City B Base had an artificial sun and sky.
When necessary, they would even arrange a few artificial rain showers.
The constant-temperature climate could sometimes get a little dry, and the air needed some moisture.
Only then could people live comfortably.
The major bases were warm little worlds, but keeping them running took plenty of new energy. Fortunately, the Flower Nation had no shortage of it, and had stockpiled plenty of power stones.
After several crucial missions,
everyone in 3A received commendations and awards. Yet no amount of honor could outweigh the increasingly harsh conditions outside. The more beautiful life inside the bases was, the more brutal the world outside seemed, weighing heavily on the hearts of the four men and one zombie.
Would children raised in these sheltered environments ever be able to step outside the bases?
Of course,
Headquarters had considered that too.
That was why they had to start with the children.
Besides studying the usual pre-apocalypse subjects, ability users and mutated people also had to learn about mutant abilities, while ordinary people studied other technical subjects.
The schools' motto had also become [We do not know when the apocalypse will end, but we will protect our home forever. Forever.]
3A caught up on sleep at home, sleeping through the morning before yawning their way onto a train to City B that afternoon.
Those mottos scrolled across the screens on the subway too.
After reading them, Qin Luo, Chen Xiaofei, and Wang Weihu all said how terrifying it was.
"Kids are going to be under a lot of pressure too. Their whole day is packed solid."
"Good thing we've already graduated, more or less."
"Exactly!"
The three of them said they had absolutely no