(Reader support is needed)
"Is something on your mind?"
Lam Pham noticed that this old man with snow-white hair seemed to have something on his mind.
Colonel Tran lowered his head in silence. After a moment, he slowly said, "It's my fault. A few days ago, someone told me about the situation in Hoang City and asked me to make contact, but I didn't. I was afraid it was fake. If I had been able to trust him and taken the initiative to contact you, I think this wouldn't have happened."
The other party's emotions were very low.
He seemed extremely remorseful.
If it weren't for his doubts, this kind of thing could have been avoided long ago.
"No, you were not wrong. In this apocalypse, there are very few people worthy of trust. With so many survivors living in the base, it's very normal to be suspicious of the outside world. After all, you need to be responsible for their safety."
Lam Pham comforted him. From the outbreak of the apocalypse until now, he had met all sorts of people. Many were truly rotten to the core, while some, like Colonel Tran Minh before him, had always maintained their humanity in the apocalypse.
Was it his fault?
It wasn't.
The other party didn't know who Lam Pham was, or whether what he said was true or false.
Survivors in the apocalypse often acted selfishly, wanting to get other people's supplies, and would do anything to get those supplies.
Things you couldn't imagine...
There was nothing they couldn't do.
He had seen too much, so he knew the terror of human nature. When he was rescuing survivors in Hoang City before, they were clearly willing to leave with him, but he still encountered many sneak attacks.
If it weren't for his own ability to protect himself, he would have died countless times already.
They would disguise themselves, hide their true hearts, and thus let people lower their guard.
Tran Minh looked at Lam Pham. He could see sincerity in the other's eyes. "Thank you, thank you so much."
Perhaps it was thanks for the other party's understanding.
Or perhaps it was thanks for the other party saving everyone here.
Lam Pham smiled, his tone gentle and unhurried. "No need to thank me. This is what should be done. I have always wanted to save more survivors who still have their humanity. When disaster strikes, we humans should not harm each other, but unite and fight against the disaster together."
In the apocalypse, gentle words could make people feel warmth and relax the oppression brought by the environment.
Colonel Tran had great trust in Lam Pham, despite having only known him for a short time.
But Lam Pham's words and actions gave people a very strong sense of security.
A good person.
The first impression was a good person.
"Yes, you're right," Colonel Tran nodded, completely agreeing with his words.
The surrounding survivors looked at Lam Pham as if they were looking at an idol in their hearts. They had personally witnessed his strength. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to consider him a god.
In a dark era, someone who radiated light should appear before the world. In the hearts of the desperate, they would regard him as a god in their hearts.
They needed a pillar of support, a great, unmoving mountain to lean on. No matter what danger they encountered, they could turn around and see that great mountain that would put them at ease.
The dark age needed a savior.
And the only one who could be called a savior was Lam Pham.
"Are you willing to go and live in the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter? There are many survivors there who, like everyone here, are pursuing a beautiful future," Lam Pham extended an invitation to them. From their eyes, he could see that they were all suitable for the Sunshine Shelter.
If they did not meet the requirements, he would not bring them to the Sunshine Shelter.
At most, he would send them to the Hoang City Prison and hand them over to Chu Duong. Under his education, he still believed that unqualified survivors would gradually change.
"We are willing! We are very willing!" Tran Minh nodded in agreement without a second thought. What else was there to consider? It was very normal to be suspicious at the beginning. He could understand, and others could understand. But having seen the scene just now, there was really no need to doubt.
Lam Pham smiled and said, "Thank you for your trust. you will not be disappointed with your choice. How many people are there here in total?"
Colonel Tran told Lam Pham the number of people. The number of survivors here was not large, but it was not small either.
Lam Pham took out his satellite phone and called Captain Loi, asking him to send people to fly a transport plane to pick them up.
If there were only a few dozen people, he could totally carry a car and take them away.
He learned from Colonel Tran and the others that they had not learned of the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter by obtaining the "Zombie Illustrated Guide" or a satellite phone, but from a survivor named Ton Nang.
At first, they were still wondering if there was a problem and didn't dare to make the call.
It wasn't until they were attacked by a zombie tide and had completely fallen into despair that they thought of making the call.
This was a very normal thing.
In moments of despair, one would spare no effort to think of any possible solution, just to pursue that faint, illusory hope.
Lam Pham wanted to meet that Ton Nang and thank him for his actions in person.
He came from Hoang City.
He didn't choose a stable life but walked through the apocalypse, telling survivors he met about the situation at the Hoang City Sunshine Shelter.
In Lam Pham's view, the other party's choice was the same as Officer Hoang's.
It was to bring hope to the living survivors.
They would meet one day.
This was a certainty.
Lam Pham was very curious about this base. To be able to support so many survivors, the amount of supplies needed was enormous, especially being so far away.
Water and food were necessities.
At the very beginning of the apocalypse, many people hid at home, but the predicament they had to face was the water source.
Food could last for a long time.
After all, many families had stockpiled food, buying rice by the bag. The refrigerator would also store some vegetables. Although the power would eventually go out, it could still last for a period of time in the early stages.
And some citizens with a sense of crisis, upon discovering that there were zombies everywhere, would definitely, before the water source was cut off, turn on the faucets and use all the water storage containers at home to store as much as they could.
The current era was different from the past.
In the past, many families had water heaters, but now, very few families have them. Most have installed purification equipment.
Colonel Tran explained, "This base was built by a rich man with a doomsday dream, who spent a lot of money to create a shelter. The equipment and supplies inside are very complete, enough for many people to live."
"Oh," Lam Pham nodded. He hadn't expected there to be such a rich man. But he had to say, the other party was truly very imaginative. "Then is this rich man still alive?"
Colonel Tran shook his head regretfully. "He's not. That rich man was infected and turned into a zombie in the first wave of the apocalypse. When we arrived here, we saw him wandering around."
"That's truly a pity."
Lam Pham knew that the situation in the first wave was very special, with irregular infections. No one knew if the person next to them would turn into a zombie. Perhaps a person who looked fine would suddenly collapse, their whole body trembling, their pupils turning white, and viscous liquid drooling from the corners of their mouths, becoming a zombie that only knew how to devour raw flesh.
If that rich man hadn't turned into a zombie...
Occupying such a place was indeed very safe. Life would certainly be affected compared to the past, but it would definitely be very comfortable.
Lam Pham looked around very seriously. He had to say, this place was truly a good place.
Colonel Tran's introduction was very sincere.