Wang Ran returned to Eastlake Island with a worried look.
The more he thought about it, the more his concerns grew.
In the wrong hands, the bug would be a forced to be reckoned with.
After much thought, Wang Ran decided to give the government a call.
Didn't they send a team southwest? It was a good time to understand the situation.
Wang Ran took out his satellite phone and dialed the number that Lin Liye had left behind.
"Hello, Mr. Lin. It's me, Wang Ran."
"Oh! It's Comrade Wang!
"Is there something you need me for?
"I've heard about how N-City survived the zombie horde!
"That is truly praiseworthy! You handled it without the resources and support of the government!"
Lin Liye's voice was filled with genuine glee. He did not seem spiteful or sarcastic.
"Didn't the government also take care of things on their end? What we did is hardly worth mentioning," Wang Ran said courteously.
"That's different!"