Chapitre 86: Chapter 85: Friends, Right?

In a war, an individual's power is very limited.

In a catastrophe of apocalyptic proportions, an individual's power and role can be utterly negligible.

Just like a drop of water in the ocean, besides going with the flow, what other choice is there?

Gao Yuan could choose to fight or flee, and that was all; choosing to fight, his existence wouldn't have much meaning, choosing to escape would immediately erase his aura of heroism, but that, too, was all.

But Gao Yuan didn't want to run, not because he was worried about his hero image being tarnished—he never really saw himself as a hero.

Gao Yuan was merely a survivalist, but he would not evade his responsibilities.

What responsibilities? For now, being a good ammunition bearer for Zhang Zhe was Gao Yuan's responsibility.

The aliens had been restless for five days now, with no abnormalities occurring during this time.