Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 992: Chapter 977:

By noon, the survivors, just as Old Zhao had predicted, began waking up one after another from their deep slumber.

Considering everyone’s discomfort after drinking, Wei Yang specially prepared rice porridge as the main dish for lunch.

Once everyone gathered at the dining table, Old Lin took the lead and said, "Hehe, how about it? Did everyone sleep well last night?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other, each with a dejected and listless expression.

Wenquan Xin gulped down a mouthful of porridge and mumbled back, "Old Lin, don’t tease us. How did you sleep last night?"

Old Lin shook his head helplessly, not wanting to recall his awkward state from the night before.

You know, just going outside the room to vomit, he had to make the trip almost eight times. Almost vomited out his bile.

Old Zhao ignored Wenquan Xin’s teasing and instead focused on Demmi and Derek.

The two of them had saved his daughter’s life, so Old Zhao was particularly concerned about their well-being: "Little Derek, are you used to staying here?"

Since he already knew about Zhao Yunhai and Zhao Lina’s relationship, Derek had long taken Old Zhao’s previous threats and rudeness lightly. He smiled, nodded, sat upright, and replied quite politely, "It’s quite good, much better than when we were at school."

"Well, that’s good, that’s good!" Old Zhao was not one to be overly sentimental, so after receiving Derek’s affirming response, he turned to look at Old Xu: "Old Xu, everyone is here now, shall we start the discussion?"

At this, everyone was puzzled. Tang Xiaoquan put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Uncle Zhao, Old Xu, what’s going on? Has something happened?"

Ever since he entered, Tang Xiaoquan had noticed Old Xu’s serious expression, but he couldn’t have guessed that the reason for Xu Renjie’s demeanor wasn’t because something had happened.

However, if you really want to say something happened, you could say that’s right too.

But it wasn’t something wrong with the base, rather Old Xu had his issues.

You ask what issues? That’s right, it’s the discomfort caused by a hangover.

Old Xu was a bit embarrassed, raised his arm and shook it, then smiled awkwardly and changed the subject: "Nothing, everything is normal. What I want to discuss with everyone... the incident when Little Derek sneaked into the village should be well known to everyone. Although it was finally confirmed that Little Derek had no ill intentions, it indeed exposed the problems within our village! Oh, Little Derek, don’t take it the wrong way, I’m just discussing the matter and not criticizing you."

Derek, embodying the carefree nature of foreigners, didn’t have any additional thoughts about Old Xu’s words and nodded to indicate for Old Xu to continue.

"Everyone, imagine if that night an organized and armed group like Chun Gen, He Lei, or Dai Sha came instead of Derek, would we still have the chance to sit here and eat peacefully?"

The group was silent; no one answered, but the survivors all understood the ultimate outcome.

"Damn it! I’ve had enough of being chased around running in bad luck. This time, no matter what, we need to establish roots here. If anyone comes at us again, we’ll take them down!!" Thinking about past experiences, Wenquan Xin felt aggrieved.

It’s understandable, knowing they always thought they found a suitable place to stay but shortly after would be driven out for various reasons.

This life running like a stray dog was especially severe for the initial team members like Hu Xiaodong and Tang Xiaoquan.

Though they survived until now through unity and a willingness to fight, the way they lived felt stifling. Since the team of three to five people in the beginning, Tang Xiaoquan proposed the idea of building a base.

But over the past half-year, they’ve been driven out from five to six bases.

Most importantly, every departure meant someone died.

So Wenquan Xin’s outcry sparked the smoldering fire in everyone’s heart.

For a while, the survivors voiced one by one, expressing their inner thoughts.

"Yes, what Xiao Wen said is right, we really can’t be chased around like before."

"We have guns now, we have people. If Chun Gen and those scoundrels dare to cause trouble again, I’ll blow them away!"

"Exactly, why be afraid? We used to overthink. As the saying goes, ’A kind man is bullied, a tame horse is ridden.’ In my view, if anyone comes looking for trouble again, just one word: Fight! We all have one head, who’s afraid of whom!"

...

Everyone vented their emotions with one word each.

Old Xu didn’t interrupt, watching silently from the side, occasionally taking a bite of food. Only after everyone was exhausted and fell silent did he stop, gently cleared his throat, and unhurriedly said: "Hehe, it seems everyone has a unified opinion, all wanting to establish roots here!"

"Of course!" As the instigator of the topic, Wenquan Xin decisively gave a firm response.

"Hm, good! Xiao Wen’s momentum is great. Then I want to ask, with our current village layout and defense, do you think it can withstand outside attacks?"

"This..."

"To be more specific, if it wasn’t people attacking us but zombies, do you think we can hold them back?"

No response, Wenquan Xin instinctively glanced at Wei Dazhuang, Wu Chao, and others who also frowned, unable to answer.

"Very well! So everyone seems to have a sense of crisis. Let’s cut to the chase. Today’s gathering doesn’t have any other purpose but to draft plans for the next phase. We must improve all facilities at the base before any crisis happens. Now, please speak freely."

With a wave of his hand, Xu Renjie handed the floor back to everyone.

"Then I’ll start. Actually, it’s nothing new, we’ve discussed this before, building a wall! At that time, we were worried about not having a place to get bricks, but now it’s fine, we have bricks. I think we should be able to circle our surroundings with the number of bricks we have, so... my point is, our top priority is to build this wall. That way, even if the zombies attack, it’s easier to defend, don’t you think?"

Wenquan Xin’s proposal obviously resonated with everyone, and Hu Xiaodong immediately seconded it: "Xiao Wen is right, I’ll take people this afternoon to bring back the bricks and stones that are outside to prevent any accidents."

Although most zombies were trapped by the survivors in the kiln, there are still remnants wandering outside.

So to be safe, Hu Xiaodong thought it was better to retrieve the supplies to the base as soon as possible.

After all, that batch of bricks and stones is regarded as the cornerstone concerning the safety of the entire base.

For this, Old Xu had nothing more to say and directly approved the action: "After we finish eating, I’ll lead the team to transport the bricks and stones." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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