At No. 1 Middle School, none of the foreign teachers who had stayed there could escape the teaching building alive.
As Smith lay dying, he felt the ferocity of the lead big dog.
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After dealing with the foreign teacher, Ye Fan led the people into the swimming pool.
Upon pushing the door open, Ye Fan's appearance stunned Ye Luo. Bathed in light, he stood in a military uniform, an image that made her doubt her eyes.
Smiling, Ye Fan teased his sister, "What's wrong, Xiao Luo? Don't recognize me anymore?"
Ye Luo stood up, approached Ye Fan, and pinched his face. "It feels a little rough, and it seems to be real."
Ye Fan: "…"
Ye Luo removed Ye Fan's hat and noticed his crew cut. "Sure enough, it's really my brother, my flat-headed brother!"
The relief of many days found its catharsis, and Ye Luo hugged Ye Fan's neck, tears streaming down. "Brother, you are indeed still alive. I knew that my prayers must be useful."
Ye Fan touched Ye Luo's head. "What did you pray for?"
"I pray... Where are my parents?"
"Mom and dad are here."
"Great, then prayer must be working. I will pray that our whole family can survive safely. As long as it succeeds, when we take the beauty test, I would rather give 40 of my points to you, brother, so that we can both pass."
Ye Fan's face darkened, and he turned to the red police soldiers. "What are you doing standing there stupidly? Quickly search for anything valuable here?"
"Xiao Jing, what are you laughing at? It's just a spoof software that tests appearance; it doesn't count."
"Understood! In my heart, sir, he is a very mature and charming man, just like my father!"
Ye Fan motioned Xiao Jing to leave with a headache. Were all these red police soldiers so complimentary?
The Red Alert soldiers spread out, searching the swimming pool. Ye Luo, composed now, pulled Ye Fan aside to inquire about his officer status.
Ye Fan reiterated the vague reasons, emphasizing the urgency of his promotion and the mission to find lost comrades. Satisfied, Ye Luo turned her attention to her classmates, offering reassurances.
Smith had managed the place meticulously, looting the supermarket and obtaining food supplies. However, the students' conditions were dire. Limited quilts forced many students to huddle together for warmth. Illnesses prevailed, but medical resources were scarce.
Ye Fan observed the depressed state of the students, including hopeful gazes directed at him. Suddenly, taking care of these students became a consideration.
A relatively safe route from the zoo to No. 1 Middle School had been established. The challenge now was how to accommodate the students. While Ye Fan contemplated, Xu Haoran reported from the second floor.
"Sir, there's something in Smith's room."
"Okay, I'll go up and have a look."
Ye Fan instructed Ye Luo to chat with her classmates and reassure them while he investigated the second floor.
Arriving, Ye Fan found broadcasting equipment and switched on the radio. The radio still worked, emitting various messages.
"This is the Daqingshan Prison Base..."
"We are a hot spring resort base..."
"Can anyone rescue us? Seven of us are trapped in Fengyun Community..."
Ye Fan listened, realizing the diversity of survivor situations. The absence of bases organized by government or military raised questions.
Trading goods seemed viable, and Ye Fan contemplated establishing a base. The radio presented a tool for potential trades and exchanges. However, he struggled to make a call, deciding to seek assistance from Gao Dongliang.
"Let's go back first. Didn't Gao Dongliang say that he is very good at broadcasting? Go back and study with him."
Ye Fan acknowledged the importance of a base. Without one, survivors wouldn't take initiative, and transactions might be looked down upon. Deciding to return, Ye Fan left Smith's room, contemplating the establishment of a base and his identity in this new world.