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“This air-raid shelter was originally designed for refuge. I’ve been waiting, waiting for possible help, or… waiting for other survivors who need this way to survive.”

Her gaze swept over the crowd, lingering for a moment on Jiang Li and Ye Jingmo, "If I rely solely on my efforts, there will be no way to power the railway."

The starting station of the 'Return Line' isn't too far from here. If we're lucky, and the key nodes of the line weren't completely destroyed, there might still be spare train carriages parked there—our only hope of leaving this death zone.

Hope! In the abyss of despair, this word was like a faint candle flame, instantly igniting the dim light in everyone's eyes.

Zhang Jing loosened her grip on Xiao An's hand, tears welling in her eyes. Qin Yu's face also showed emotion, and even the weak Liang Zi struggled to lift his head.

Jiang Li's heart was pounding, but her mind was racing, trying to find a loophole in Lin Yu's defenses.

However, Lin Yu's explanation was logically clear and the details matched up.

More importantly, she gave a specific and feasible goal—the railway station! This is far better than aimless wandering.

She looked at Ye Jingmo and noticed that his tense shoulders seemed to have relaxed a little. Although the scrutiny in his eyes had not disappeared, the extreme vigilance had transformed into a cautious assessment.

He needs a practical plan.

"How far is the railway station? How do I get there? What about those bees outside?" Ye Jingmo asked the crucial questions.

“It will take about ten hours to walk through the air-raid shelter. But the condition is,” Lin Yu’s gaze turned serious, “that we must clear out or distract the swarm of mutated bees blocking the nearest exit. They were attracted by the previous battle and the smell of blood, and are likely still lingering nearby. Forcing our way through would be suicide.”

“I just saw some cars outside. If we can drive there, we can reduce the time by more than half.”

Ye Jingmo's fingers caressed the dagger, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, as if he were pondering something.

“Now that we are safe here for the time being, we need to make proper arrangements for this plan,” Lin Yu said.

Cuckoo—

The rumbling of hunger in my stomach echoed in the space.

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound. Xiao An buried her face in Zhang Jing's arms, seemingly shy.

"Ah! I didn't even get the rice back."

Reminded by Xiao An's cries of hunger, Qin Yue looked utterly devastated. That was precious food; in the apocalypse, every meal was precious.

Just then, Zhang Jing seemed to remember something. She put Xiao An down and rummaged through her bulging, stained backpack, finally pulling out several flat plastic packages with faded patterns.

"It really is...our food?!" The moment Qin Yue saw the self-heating hot pot, her face went from disbelief to excitement.

"Yes, I picked it up from the ground as soon as I was about to leave."

Zhang Jing has always been thrifty and hardworking, so of course she couldn't forget the food on the ground.

In the apocalypse, food is more valuable than life itself.

"Sister Zhang Jing, you're amazing!" Qin Yue exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone shared the rice, leaving Lin Yu with no food.

Jiang Li was still thinking about whether to share some with Lin Yu. After all, they were now partners, and it wouldn't be good if everyone had food but Lin Yu didn't.

Lin Yu sniffed the aroma of food in the air, her eyes filled with longing, but she knew that Jiang Li and the others had no reason to share food with her.

Lin Yu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She walked straight to the wall, took out a dumpling of indistinct color from her backpack, and started eating it.