Chapter 1139 - 1127

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1127

"Back already?"

"Hmm?"

"Did you get hurt?"

"No!"

"Was the journey tough?"

"It was alright."

"Are you hungry?"

"Not hungry."

With one word here and one word there, Tang Xiaoquan and Wei Yang exchanged questions and answers.

No sweet talk, no grand expressions, yet these seemingly plain expressions of concern surpass a thousand words.

True emotion touches the heart; a simple look from a loving person can convey their feelings.

This is the fundamental reason humans have thrived till now. Humans are strong and great because of love.

However, with the apocalypse, faced with the collapse of morality and law, driven by survival pressures, many humans have forgotten this fundamental.

This is a very frightening thing; when people become self-centered, using any means necessary to survive, following the so-called law of the jungle, the future of humanity becomes almost predictable.

Humans are social creatures. What makes humans the top of the food chain?

Some say it is intelligence!

Indeed, human intelligence plays the leading role.

But ask yourself, if humans truly practiced weak falling prey to the strong, could society still progress forward?

Look at the present — when basic food and safety are not guaranteed, what’s the use of brainpower?

Relying on cunning and mutual destruction may seem to allow you to live longer.

But in the long run, who suffers from such internal depletion? Isn’t it humanity itself?

As the saying goes, if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. Although this saying is not suitable for explaining the above, with a different perspective, if truly the strong were revered and victory meant sovereignty, at the end of internal struggle, even if you become Earth’s strongest, what then?

Can you with your own power combat zombies?

Indeed, zombies lack intelligence, but they are united!

They have no thoughts, but they act uniformly.

Why are humans pressed down by zombies now? It’s not because human strength is insufficient, but the harsh reality has deprived humans of basic trust.

When you are lucky enough to encounter a survivor on the way, the first thought isn’t to band together and greet, but how to guard against or seize the other person’s resources.

If society continues to develop in this way, what future does humanity have?

Then there’s no need for zombies to lift a hand; humans themselves would be enough to extinct this race.

This is not alarmist nonsense; it is precisely caused by humanity’s intrinsic flaws.

In the apocalypse, you save someone, you become Mary Sue!

If you’re not for yourself, you’re brainless!

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Such thinking has become the norm among the living.

Expecting these selfish thinkers to save the world is impossible.

Otherwise, every time a crisis or disaster strikes, people wouldn’t pin their hopes on those soldiers deemed "off-duty" and "not very combative" in peacetime.

This marks the difference between the king of empty words and those who truly act.

Therefore, it is clear that those who can truly save humanity are precisely those selfless and altruistic individuals ridiculed as "fools" by the world.

Meatball was all over Wang Qiang, jumping and hugging, making it difficult for the other brothers to approach.

In response, Wang Qiang was helpless and could only hold the little creature in his arms, allowing the others to finally get close to him.

After a round of greetings, Wen Quanxin once again displayed his knack for stirring things up.

Looking mysterious, he pulled Wang Qiang aside and then smirked, "Qiang, hey hey, bro, let me tell you something privately, someone has been asking me about you recently."

Perhaps due to the successful rescue mission, Wang Qiang’s mood was not as gloomy as before. He turned his face and asked, "Who?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Quanxin suddenly stopped without giving details, and instead giggled with two laughs, finally providing an ambiguous answer, "Want to know? Don’t rush; I guess she’ll come looking for you soon."

Knowing Wen Quanxin’s quirky personality, Wang Qiang raised his eyebrow and shot a sideways glance at him, then pursed his lips, "Anything else?"

"Huh!?"

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll be off!" After speaking, Wang Qiang held Meatball and stepped forward, leaving Wen Quanxin standing there dumbfounded, eyes wide open.

"Emma, each of them is so cool, so arrogant. What’s going on? Can we still have fun?"

Ignoring Wen Quanxin’s jokes behind him, Wang Qiang walked straight toward the village.

During this period, he had gotten used to tranquility, and at this moment, the road’s noise was somewhat unsettling.

"Meatball" kept flicking its little tongue, licking Wang Qiang’s chin.

Wang Qiang found it a bit overwhelming, as after months of careful care, "Meatball" had grown to a remarkable size.

Just holding it was already a struggle, not to mention the little creature was energetically affectionate.

"Haha, seeing it so close to you, I’m really a bit jealous."

A figure blocked Wang Qiang’s path ahead, and when he raised his eyebrows to see, it turned out to be Zhao Lina.

"What did you just say?"

"Haha, did you think I was talking about you? Can’t be a bit excited, can you?" Leaning face to face, Zhao Lina drew near to Wang Qiang, the proximity allowed Wang Qiang to clearly smell the peculiar fragrance emanating from the girl.

"Nothing, I’m off then!" Stepping back slightly, Wang Qiang turned to leave.

Seeing Wang Qiang’s cold demeanor, Zhao Lina quickly raised a hand to stop him, "Hey hey, you really can’t take a joke. Fine, consider it my mistake, but seriously, I’ve been cozying up to your Meatball for a long time, but she still doesn’t pay much attention to me. But once you return, she’s all crazy excited, without a shred of composure."

"Is that so!? It’s just that she’s not that familiar with you yet, spend more time playing with her and it’ll get better."

After saying this, Wang Qiang once again stepped forward to leave.

Zhao Lina was truly defeated by the man’s coldness, "Hey, is there really nothing you want to say to me?"

Slightly stunned, Wang Qiang seriously thought for a few seconds, then firmly shook his head, "No!"

"Really none?"

"Ah, remembered."

"Haha, what? Hurry and tell me." Full of anticipation, Zhao Lina stared intently into Wang Qiang’s eyes.

Watching Wang Qiang reach into his pocket, the gesture made Zhao Lina even more excited, "Ah, you brought me a gift, you know I’m not really that into... Actually, you’re the first to give me..."

"This! Returning it!"

Holding the red string, Wang Qiang handed it to Zhao Lina.

Zhao Lina looked left, looked right, looked forward, looked back, finally ensuring, "Isn’t this the string I gave you..."

"Yes! It’s precisely the string you made, thank you for giving it to me as a Protective Talisman. Now the task is done, it’s time to give it back to you."