owlsbooks Chapter 133 When survival becomes an issue, hope will be firmly grasped.
Chapter 133 When survival becomes an issue, hope will be firmly grasped.
"If possible, try to establish contact with the other party."
Coming back to his senses, Jiang Xiaolong spoke in silence.
"If they are willing to establish contact, then we may have no choice but to submit to their command."
Wang Fei knew what Jiang Xiaolong was thinking, and frowned as he spoke.
"What if the other side doesn't have a weapon to deal with the giant zombie?"
"No?"
Jiang Xiaolong chuckled softly, revealing a bitter smile.
"Given our current situation, how long do you think we can survive in the apocalypse?"
"The only way for us to survive longer in this apocalypse is to join a more powerful group or base."
Seeing that he remained silent, Wang Fei simply lowered his head and swayed as he walked out of the command room.
Upon arriving at the shelter and seeing the people huddled together for warmth, Wang Fei couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness.
As Jiang Xiaolong said.
They have no other choice now.
Recalling the scene when I first met Su Yang and his group, their orderly formation showed not a trace of the inferior and decadent aura that belonged to the imperial army.
A glimmer of hope rose in Wang Fei's heart.
The other party gave him the feeling of a group of people who had just entered this world.
They lacked the predatory aura of the imperial army.
"Perhaps they really can kill those giant zombies?"
Wang Fei muttered to himself.
Jiang Xiaolong also came out of the command room and saw Wang Fei staring at those people huddled together for warmth.
He couldn't help but speak up.
"Try to interact with them as much as possible. Be careful though, they may not mean any harm, but don't cross their line."
"Everyone has a bottom line. Once that line is crossed, even if the other party initially showed great goodwill, things may suddenly collapse."
Listen to what Jiang Xiaolong said.
Wang Fei nodded emphatically. "Boss, I understand. I'll go back there in a couple of days to see if we can have a deeper conversation with them."
"Um."
Jiang Xiaolong responded with a faint "yes".
My heart, which had long since become calm with the passage of time, was suddenly stirred by an indescribable emotion.
The arrival of those people gave him a sense of hope.
A hope that would allow them to live in the sunlight.
"Do you think we wouldn't be in this situation if the Emperor hadn't researched that damned zombie virus?"
Sitting around the stove, a middle-aged man with a haggard face and little energy couldn't help but sigh.
"What are you thinking about?"
Those around the middle-aged man immediately sneered upon hearing this.
"Even without that zombie virus, would our situation be any better?"
The middle-aged man remained silent upon hearing this.
Because what the other party said is correct.
Even before the virus had fully broken out, their lives were already in dire straits.
As the lowest-level laborers, they spend far less time farming throughout the year than they do building structures under forced labor.
Even houses have to pay property taxes on time.
At the height of taxation, even eating a single bite of food required paying a tax.
For children born into impoverished families, having a household registration or even just a name is a luxury, let alone obtaining one.
Once someone rises up in resistance.
The emperor's surveillance shackles can find you completely in just a few minutes.
His brother was also sent to the guillotine for rebelling against the emperor's rule.
He couldn't even collect his brother's body.
Because of the large sum of money that must be paid for collecting corpses.
Given their financial situation, they simply couldn't afford to raise that much money.
It was because of this that his brother's body was left to rot in the wilderness, with no one to collect it. Eventually, it was carried away by animals, and even his bones could not be found.
What difference is there between this kind of life and the post-apocalyptic world we live in now?
We're all going to die anyway.
The silence continued to spread, and a fear of not being able to see the way forward took root in everyone's hearts.
Everyone knows that.
It was the emperor's arrogance that brought about his own demise. The zombie virus he had commissioned to be researched thus manifested in his life.
Perhaps the emergence of the virus was the best option.
At least they no longer have to live under heavy taxes every day like before.
Even though we are just barely surviving now, at least here no one will force you to do corvée labor.
Everyone is struggling to survive.
........
Su Yang and his group are currently exploring the lithography factory, leaving no stone unturned in searching for any area that might contain something of value to them.
There's only one day left before we go back.
In one day, the group explored almost the entire lithography plant.
Looking at the night sky, the seemingly fragmented yet dotted with countless stars.
Han Bei couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"I never imagined that, even though we are both human societies, our fates would be so drastically different."
The humans here are suffering from a zombie virus, but their lives are now far better than this.
Even without the influence of the zombie virus.
The lifestyle of people here was probably far less advanced than that of Bactria.
After all, based on the ancient feudal history of the Great Xia Dynasty, the lives of the people here were probably just like that.
"Yes, they ultimately destroyed themselves. To be precise, the emperor destroyed the empire he ruled with his own hands."
Su Yang was also deeply moved.
If that emperor hadn't ordered the development of the zombie virus, the outcome might have been different.
it's here.
What they take for granted is considered a delicacy by the survivors of this world.
"If we cooperate with them, it should be possible."
Guo Yong spoke up from the side.
Judging from the other party's reaction, there may not be much resistance to cooperating with them.
after all.
For them, even survival is a problem.
In their cooperation with the other party, they would also help restore some necessary but non-threatening production lines.
only.
They are not yet able to reliably open the portal.
Therefore, it is impossible to help the other party restore their production line on a large scale.
"Of course it can work. When survival itself is a problem, any hope will be firmly grasped."
Su Yang smiled slightly.
That's just human nature.
A night passes in the blink of an eye.
In the past two days, they have explored almost the entire lithography plant.
The morning light shone through the clouds and mist.
At this moment, the photolithography plant is shrouded in a thin mist, making it appear even more desolate.
The countdown to the return trip has begun.
It is gradually coming to an end.
As energy fluctuated in the air, the familiar portal appeared.
Carrying all their gains from this trip, they entered in an orderly fashion, one by one.
The portal disappeared.
The entire lithography plant, apart from the traces they had left behind.
It was as if they had never been here.