Ton A sighed.
Pang Vien and Tran Ninh Tinh both nodded in strong agreement.
The description was very precise; it was exactly that feeling.
Lam Pham smiled and said, "That's a bit of an exaggeration. How could it be like that? It's just someone who walked ahead providing some help to those who walked behind."
They noticed that Lam Pham, who was clearly terrifyingly strong, was extremely friendly and gentle in his dealings.
It made people feel very comfortable.
No matter what, they would never forget the scene of him casually taking out crystals and embedding them into the armor. At the same time, they tightly clutched their pouches, inside which were the crystals Lam Pham had given them. They had to guard them well, no matter what.
"Now take me to the base to have a look," Lam Pham said.
Professor Quy said, "You want to see if there are any suitable people who are willing to go to the Duong Quang shelter, right?"
"Yes."
Lam Pham nodded.
Coming out on this trip, besides rescuing Professor Quy, if he could bring back some suitable survivors, it wouldn't be a wasted trip.
Professor Quy knew.
Lam Pham had always been saving more survivors, but until now, there were really too few who were suitable.
The base.
The survivors staying here were either smoking, sorting their equipment, or holding crystals as if they were chatting about something.
The originally somewhat noisy scene.
The moment Lam Pham appeared with his group, it instantly became quiet.
Everyone stared at them with a whoosh.
"What are they wearing?"
"I don't know. Black armor, it looks so cool. Isn't that Pang Vien? Where did they get that stuff?"
"Have you guys noticed that Pang Vien seems to be very respectful to the young man walking in front?"
"How can you tell?"
"Nonsense, of course I'm using my eyes. Look at Pang Vien's expression, his gaze occasionally falls on the other person. And Tran Ninh Tinh, look at her watery eyes, that's clearly admiration."
"...?"
Their gazes lingered on Lam Pham's group.
Mainly because the armor Pang Vien and his team were wearing was too eye-catching, a uniform black armor, giving off an indescribable sense of pressure.
Lam Pham observed the surrounding situation.
Most of them were Awakeners.
Even if there were ordinary people, these ordinary people were also mixed in with Awakener teams, belonging to their members.
Weather-beaten faces, firm and cold eyes, showed that this group of people had completely adapted to the way of survival in the apocalypse.
The strong prey on the weak, the fittest survive.
The crying, fearful survivors had long since died in the cruel apocalypse.
Lam Pham saw a high platform and walked towards it, while Professor Quy and the others stood below, watching.
He walked onto the high platform.
"Everyone, hello."
Lam Pham called out.
All the survivors frowned slightly, not knowing what the other wanted to do. But when the other said the next sentence.
The scene erupted.
"My name is Lam Pham, from the Hoang City Duong Quang shelter."
Whoosh!
Instantly, the scene was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Lam Pham with a whoosh, observing him carefully. They found that he was carrying Frostmourne, exactly as described in the "Illustrated Guide to Zombies".
In the hearts of many survivors, he was a character only recorded in the illustrated guide.
There were quite a few old-timer Awakener teams at the scene. They watched that figure from afar.
"Lam Pham, the guy whose ability is described in the illustrated guide as having been enhanced to a very high level."
"Why is he here?"
"I don't know. Let's not say anything first, just watch the situation. It could be that Pang Vien and his team brought him."
They were all old hands.
In the apocalypse, speaking less was the correct behavior.
Often, the tallest tree catches the wind.
Watching quietly and changing one's thoughts according to the situation at the scene was the correct decision.
Lam Pham looked at everyone, knowing he had attracted their attention.
"Everyone must be wondering why I came here, and why I am standing here speaking. The reason is simple. I wonder if there is anyone here who is willing to end this life of exile and live at the Duong Quang shelter."
"There, there is a safe environment, sufficient food, and united and friendly survivors. There is no need to face the threat of zombies. You can live a free and beautiful life."
Lam Pham spoke very sincerely. He hoped that some survivors would leave with him.
The future of humanity needed enough living people.
Although the Duong Quang shelter already had many survivors, he wouldn't mind more.
As he finished speaking.
The survivors at the scene looked at each other, not expecting the other to actually come here to recruit people for the Duong Quang shelter. This was something they had not expected.
For the time being, no one raised their hand to say they wanted to go.
Instead, some people were whispering to each other.
"Doesn't the base's booklet describe it? To become a new human or a god, you need to work hard outside. Going to the Duong Quang shelter is being raised in captivity. You'll never be able to become a new human in your lifetime."
"Mhm, it's terrifying to think about. I suspect he's deliberately sending people to the Duong Quang shelter."
"That's possible. Doesn't he want others to threaten him?"
Some people felt that Lam Pham's behavior was full of a certain conspiracy.
Someone asked.
"What's the benefit of going to the Duong Quang shelter with you?"
The survivor who asked this question seemed to want to know, "You're trying to coax people over, there must be some benefit, right? If there's no benefit, who would be willing to go?"
"Benefit?"
This was the first time Lam Pham had heard someone ask such a question. He thought for a moment and said with a smile, "The benefit is that you don't have to face zombies and can live the life you want."
The person who asked the question said, "Then what kind of benefit is that? We can deal with zombies even if we encounter them here. Besides, we can also live the life we want. Why do we need to go to your side? Isn't it..."
"That's right."
"Well said. We're not going, we're not going, we're just not going."
The current apocalypse, for some Awakeners, might really be a paradise.
Living without any scruples.
Doing whatever they wanted.
And until now, among the survivors Lam Pham had encountered, those who had not become Awakeners all wanted to go to the Duong Quang shelter. For them, they just needed a stable order.
Nothing else was important.
Lam Pham looked at them and said with a smile, "The choice of whether to go or not is up to you. I will not force anyone. Whether you are an Awakener or an ordinary person, I sincerely hope you can live well. For survivors who go to the Duong Quang shelter, if they are Awakeners, I will give them crystals to enhance their abilities, to jointly protect the shelter."
Mentioning crystals, everyone got excited.
Pang Vien and his team were very anxious in their hearts. It wasn't that they didn't want people to go to the shelter, but that Lam Pham was offering crystals. This would surely attract ill-intentioned Awakeners, thinking, "I'll pretend to go to the shelter, trick you out of your crystals, and then leave."
With great strength, wouldn't they be lawless outside?
Quy Thu Nguyet was not panicked at all, her expression even normal. Lam Pham was friendly, but that didn't mean he was stupid. More importantly...
That ability to see through people's hearts. Wanting to put on an act in front of him was not such a simple matter.
"I'll go then. If there are crystals, I'll go." An Awakener raised his hand with a laugh.
Lam Pham looked at him, "Your situation may not be suitable for going directly to the Duong Quang shelter. You need to go to the Hoang City prison to undergo some ideological re-education. Are you willing?"
"Prison?"
"Yes."
"Damn! Then forget it, I'm not going. It's a trap, full of traps."
Many Awakeners were watching the show, watching the current situation.
Lam Pham's arrival, did it make them feel excited?
No, not a single bit of excitement.
Most Awakeners had given up the idea.
They were not very interested in the Duong Quang shelter.
Lam Pham didn't want to explain further.
Everyone was an adult. The choice was theirs. No matter what the outcome, they could pay for it themselves. And his willingness to come and invite them was just a kind of friendliness for being human.
Just then.
A very weak voice came, a voice a little lacking in confidence, a little timid.
"Can I go?"
Swish!
Swish!
Everyone's eyes fell on the person who spoke.
Immediately, a burst of laughter rose.
As the jeers came, the survivor who had spoken lowered his head, his hands and feet not knowing where to put them, a little at a loss.