Li Yu's body clock woke him, and he began running around the base.
It made Li Yu feel more awake.
But it had the advantage of blooming all year round.
In a couple of days, the osmanthus flowers would be ready to pick for making wine.
There were hardly any signs of withered trees.
It was every bit as good.
He spotted a figure.
Suddenly having nothing to do seemed to leave him at a loss.
He was feeding grass to the fish by the hillside pond.
He went out for a run almost every day.
He looked at Li Yu with relief in his eyes.
Li Yu ran up another hill, feeling deeply content.
Two hills and a lake.
Shut away the troubles of the world.
Let not the years slip by in vain.
Find joy whenever leisure allows.
He had no interest. It was too exhausting.
A boat laden with clear dreams weighed down the river of stars. It was far too arduous. The wind would surely break it. It was chilly.
The worse their deaths would be in the end. Most people died on the way up.
But he hoped the crisis would not come too soon. Keeping everyone united mattered most.
Unity within.
Then avenge them with his life.
There was not much point.
Stubborn as a mule, yet selfless.
Just live in the moment.
He was just about to return to the bathroom for a hot bath.
"I feel like that Dapao is a bit of a goof."
He also fell into thought. "I'll keep observing him."
"We should give Haoxian more training, too."
"Let's have my eldest uncle teach them how to use guns tomorrow."
His face instantly darkened in exasperation.
He could not be bothered to interfere.
Zhao Dapao and the others came out of those single-story houses.
They were even more amazed.
Meat. He took a large bowl and filled it with rice.
There was no need for anyone to stand on ceremony.
Li Yu brought along his brother Li Tie, as well as Zhao Dapao and Yang Tianlong, and asked them to teach their younger relatives some hand-to-hand combat.
Even Li Suxin was practicing with proper form.
Yang Tianlong and the others had already been at the base for a month.
Yang Tianlong and the others had also settled into the base. Sometimes they went up to the hilltop to enjoy the breeze.
They watched films and TV shows together. The bond between the two sisters grew ever stronger.
But things were not so friendly for the even younger children: Li Suxin, the nose-picking boy Zhang Zhixing, Zhang Jenny, and Little Xuanxuan.
They were assigned homework. They still needed to learn basic reading and arithmetic.
They were taught skills that could prove useful in the apocalypse.
Their fitness and reflexes were improved.
They also grew increasingly adept at killing zombies.
He missed his family.
It was a little chilly.
He looked beyond the perimeter wall as he did so.
He looked closely.
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