The evening sun sets amidst the dust, casting its final glow upon the base, which seems exceptionally desolate.
Despite it being spring, the tender green vitality on the branches fails to soothe Luo's heart that feels as desolate as winter at this moment.
Yi said nothing, merely arranging for people to cook the food.
Everyone had been busy all day and though there was some food before, eating only once a day left them starving.
Rumble~
Just then, the sound of car engines roared from outside the gate.
Luo stood on the container and looked outside. It was He Bing and the others driving in.
When Luo saw He Bing's car still looking like it was leaving and no other vehicles following, he knew He Bing and his group had not caught up with Fang Tong and Xie Weishan.
Not having had any expectations, he felt no great disappointment.
Deep down, he was also relieved. Even if they had caught up, with equal numbers and weapons, fighting over it would have just led to more deaths.
