At dawn, Wang Ran got up from the rubble.
It had been rather intense, shaking a three-storey house down to its basement.
Wang Ran found a set of casual clothes and changed into them. Then, he found a car and took Su Xiaoyu and Zhou Meng to the hole.
Old Zhou came over to welcome Wang Ran, the moment he saw him.
"How's the situation?" Wang Ran asked.
"It's been dug.
"Sadly, more than half of the western camp ran away while I was on patrol.
"I failed in my duties."
Old Zhou sighed.
"It's fine. The pit has been dug, so we don't need them anymore.
"And..."
Wang Ran smiled.
Originally, he had planned to pick some reliable survivors from the group of survivors in S-City to supplement the labor force in N-City.
Now, it seemed like there was no need to filter them.
The cowardly and the selfish had already escaped.
"Start pouring the oil.
"After that, let everyone rest for half a day.