Supporting the woman, her husband glared angrily at these people.
Weren't they neighbors? Everyone in this post-apocalyptic world was striving to survive, and in the end, coming together to live in this prison, that was a kind of fate, wasn't it?
But why had human nature become like this? Why had everyone become so cold and selfish?
They might not help, but why, at a time like this, would they stab at the heart of a grieving mother?
The young man didn't know why, and right now, he didn't have the energy to argue with anyone; finding his child was what mattered.
Amid the continuous cold words, Wang Guangyi, irritated, turned over in bed, and finally, he sat up from his single bed and opened the cell door, saying to the helpless young couple outside,
"Let's go, I'll help you find your child."
In the adjacent cell, a member of Wang Guangyi's squad stretched out a hand through the open prison door and grabbed Wang Guangyi's sleeve,
