The journey back was silent.
It was only when the familiar village sentry post appeared in view that Su Lin and Zhao Yaxin simultaneously sighed in relief.
In this brutal post-apocalyptic world, the sense of security a village provided was unmatched by the wilderness.
Even though someone as ambitious as Zhong Wubin was still lurking in the village.
The two, covered with heavy snake-skin bags, attracted all the attention as soon as they entered the village.
Anyone could tell that the pair had returned fully loaded.
In this tense period, their harvest was enough to make others envious.
The villagers whispered among themselves:
"Looks like that Su family kid is really turning over a new leaf."
"With these big bags today, he's probably going to make a fortune."
"What a change! Just last week, he was a coward afraid of dying, and now he's out gathering resources."
"He's been forced… Deputy Captain Su and his wife spoiled him too much in the past."
