Chapter 228: The Limit

Attracted by the fruits distributed by the martial arts hall, there were not only ordinary survivors but also some Awakeners.

The Awakeners mostly consisted of mercenaries, not strapped for cash, unlike the shabbily dressed survivors who couldn't find jobs and were hoping to earn a living.

They and those survivors whose faces showed eagerness and delight were clearly distinguishable, standing at a distance, as if watching the excitement.

The impassioned music, the deafening sound of firecrackers...

For them, indeed, this was a rare bustle, something they used to complain about before the apocalypse, but now, such scenes were seldom seen.

"This martial arts hall is somewhat interesting; just for their courage to open at this time, I'll give them my moral support."

An Awakener dressed in a customized beast skin combat suit, with a red maple leaf painted on the left chest, raised an eyebrow and said with interest.