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Chapter 342 - 117: You let him touch another woman in front of me, it’s an insult to me_2

Chapter 342: Chapter 117: You let him touch another woman in front of me, it’s an insult to me_2

Wang Kai was about to speak when Ah Hai came over slowly, his gaze firm.

"Big Brother always said that children are the hope of the future. No matter how heavy the burden is, we have to grit our teeth and carry it on our shoulders. Rather we suffer and toil than let the children bear any hardship."

Gu Hang: ...?

Wang Kai: ...?

And the look Wang Kai gave Ah Hai was full of resentment.

You’ve got to be kidding me. What’s the use of saying all this now? Lin Fan can’t hear you, and can’t we be normal for once?

Ah Hai looked at them. "Hang, Kai, do you think I’m making sense?"

Gu Hang patted Ah Hai on the shoulder. "Firm in your convictions, very good, excellent indeed."

Ah Hai turned to Wang Kai.

Wang Kai took a deep breath. "Ah Hai, I have much to learn from you."

Ah Hai chuckled. "Come on, Kai, you jest. We need to learn from Big Brother."

Wang Kai: ...

He had thought Ah Hai was going to say that he should learn from him. Instead, he was still fawning over Lin Fan.

At this moment.

The already bustling community was even livelier.

Lin Fan was introducing the culture and facilities of the District, leaving Ma Weiyan and the others awestruck. This was no mere shelter; it was evolving into the Land of Hope for humanity.

Old Man Wang watched Lin Fan with a beaming smile.

Knowing Lin Fan as he did, he was sure that the talk would turn to renting houses, discussing affordable prices, contracts, and so on. Yet, as Lin Fan introduced the Sunshine District, he didn’t mention the rent at all.

He understood the situation.

One only had to look at the group of survivors who had arrived.

Who could have money?

The smiling Lin Fan was once again taking on the heavy burden of the rent by himself.

A truly fatal blow.

Alas, despite the apocalypse, Lin Fan had not only failed to make any money, he had actually subsidized tens of thousands out of his own pocket. Old Man Wang thought that by the end of the apocalypse, Lin Fan would not become the most indebted survivor in the world, would he?

Nightfall.

Gu Hang was in his home, recording notes.

He had spoken with Ma Weiyan, a member of the newly arrived group of survivors, and when he learned about the situation in He City, he was shocked and horrified, clearly not expecting the danger there to be so great.

He hadn’t expected other cities to have Evolutionary Zombies evolving at such a rapid pace, which really wasn’t good news for survivors.

Considering their Huang City, they didn’t have such a problem, and thinking about it, it was clear why—Lin Fan’s presence had eliminated many of the Evolutionary Zombies, preventing them from having the opportunity to continue evolving.

"Given the current situation, the survivors who make it through may very well center around Huang City, establishing the City of Hope. With high walls for protection, it would form the last bastion of purity, ensuring the development of humanity," he reflected.

Gu Hang seemed to be pondering the future.

But given their current circumstances, it was an impossibility; too few people, too few professionals. To establish the City of Hope, the human and material resources required would be colossal and must be managed by professionals.

Of course, with the ability boosted by the crystals, building the walls wouldn’t require such sophistication. With enough crystals, the walls could be made indestructible.

...

Ma Weiyan stood on the balcony, taking in the night view, enjoying the caress of the evening breeze.

After the apocalypse, he had never thought he’d have such a leisurely moment.

Qiu Bing came up behind Ma Weiyan, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"What are you looking at?"

She and Ma Weiyan had gradually developed into a romantic relationship after the apocalypse. For the former Ma Weiyan, it was unimaginable—he couldn’t believe that a mere security guard like himself could date a teacher. If his parents knew, they’d probably burn incense at his grandfather’s grave in gratitude.

He had asked whether they would have become a couple in peacetime.

But what Qiu Bing told him made him feel it was indeed the case.

Destiny between people should be pure, without any influence from class or material things. But in reality, such purity rarely exists. Class, material wealth, external factors all influence the collision of fates. But in a post-apocalyptic world, class and wealth no longer matter, so our meeting and falling in love is quite normal.

"I’m enjoying the night’s peace and watching the darkness outside," Ma Weiyan sighed.

Qiu Bing slowly said, "Having such a shelter in Huang City is a good thing for hopeful survivors. Old Man Wang told us that the Sunshine District exists because of Lin Fan, and we should do what we can too. I’m a P.E. teacher, and Old Man Wang suggested I be the children’s sports coach, to run with them, train them, and improve their physical fitness. The monthly salary is three thousand."

"Three thousand?" Ma Weiyan was quite astonished, not because it was a small amount but because it felt odd to suddenly talk about money in the post-apocalyptic world.

"Yes, Old Man Wang told us that Lin Fan has always maintained the way of life from before the apocalypse. If we follow along, we can build a more perfect and orderly society. I think the old man is right. I was confused about the future, but now, after his explanation, I have suddenly become enlightened and full of hope for the future." Qiu Bing had already taken a liking to such a place the moment she arrived.

"What about me?"

"Old Man Wang said you could keep being a security guard. The salary is two thousand."

"Two thousand? My salary used to be much higher."

"But now, in this old district, two thousand is not bad. Lin Fan is so incredible, and he only makes five thousand. Half of his salary is reasonable."

"You do have a point there."