Look... We could have connected, but the satellite phone broke. Isn't this just basic protocol?
"Officer, what should we do?" the chubby man hurriedly asked. He really didn't want to suffer in the apocalypse. If there was a truly safe and harmonious place, even if it meant digging a latrine there, he could guarantee he'd do a better job than anyone else.
"Find a new satellite phone," Officer Huang said.
At this moment, the other three survivors looked troubled, as if they were thinking of something unpleasant.
"May I ask, does that kind of shelter not have any oppression, or does it not force people to do things they don't want to do?"
They had escaped from another shelter.
That shelter was a dictatorial place, very scary, very terrible, and if they weren't forced to the limit, who would want to run away like this?
"No, Sunshine Shelter in Huang City is very safe."
