Xiao Zhen had a notebook, which was a gift from Zhang Xiaohong before.
She would write down a sentence in it every day, and today's sentence was: Today marks the 120th day since Sister Xiaohong left…
Indeed, Zhang Xiaohong and her group had not been to this place for a full 120 days.
Many people in the industrial park felt they would never return. The blizzard had dealt a devastating blow to the survivors in other areas of this region, and it was likely tough on Zhang Xiaohong and her group as well.
"Could the Crystal Cores become useless objects once again?"
Wang Qiang sighed.
The atmosphere in the industrial park had been growing more gloomy lately, and some teams simply stopped going out to kill zombies.
It seemed they had already concluded that those who traded in supplies would not come again. Rather than exerting themselves outside, it was better to save food here, perhaps to last a little longer.
