Moreover, whether a decision is right or wrong, there will always be those who support it and those who oppose it. No matter what you do, you’ll end up stepping on someone’s toes.
Shen Yunyun felt she couldn’t be bothered with that kind of headache. But if she refused, this little group would likely face conflict again. Zhang Yifan and Chen Feng were both formidable—even if they had no intention of seizing power, what about the team members they’d trained? Right now, the ten of them had already split into two factions. What would happen when more people joined later?
Shen Yunyun sighed. Sure enough, wherever there are people, there’s strife. “I can take a nominal role, but you’ll have to handle the specifics. I won’t be staying here long.”
Zhang Yifan breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Feng asked again, “Are you from the base?”
“No, I’m not.” Shen Yunyun answered just as bluntly as before. He’d asked her this last time, and she’d said no. He probably hadn’t believed her—or hadn’t dared to. Now he was asking again. She should have called him out for being disrespectful, but she figured if she were in his shoes, she might not believe it either. So, she patiently answered his question once more.
Chen Feng fell into thought again. Could she really not be from the末世? “Then where are you from?”
Shen Yunyun smiled. “Does it matter where I’m from? I mean you no harm, and we share a common goal: to eliminate the zombies and build a new world, a new human civilization.”
Chen Feng immediately apologized. “Sorry, I was overthinking it.”
Shen Yunyun nodded, accepting his apology. “Now, let’s go over and have a meeting with everyone.”
“Alright.” Chen Feng and Zhang Yifan said in unison.
The three of them returned from the next room, and the eight people inside quickly stood up.
“No need to be formal. Let’s sit and talk.” Shen Yunyun walked ahead of Chen Feng and Zhang Yifan, who followed her like bodyguards. Who was in charge was obvious at a glance.
Zhang Yifan and Chen Feng’s team originally had four people, plus the six they’d rescued, making ten in total. With Shen Yunyun, that made eleven. Everyone remained standing until Shen Yunyun sat down, then they followed suit.
“Introduce yourselves.”
“I’m Huo Zhankun, a professor at the Agricultural University. These two are my students—one in plant production, the other in plant medicine.” The older Huo Zhankun spoke first.
Shen Yunyun’s eyes lit up. A professor from the Agricultural University! Those two young college students were both talented. To build a new social order, you needed skilled people. Weren’t these three exactly what she needed? With them, they could solve the food problem.
The other family of three—the mother was a doctor, and the father was a mechanical engineer. All talented individuals.
Shen Yunyun was very satisfied. Drawing from the post-apocalyptic novels she’d read, she laid out her vision for them. First, they’d claim a piece of land as their base. Then, as the number of survivors grew, they’d expand outward—from points to lines, from lines to planes. They’d tackle the food issue first, then worry about everything else.
Farming would be handled by Huo Zhankun and his students, while security would be left to Engineer Cheng. Even if it wasn’t a perfect match for his expertise, no one was more suitable. Cheng agreed without hesitation.
The city they now occupied had mostly been cleared of zombies. Before, they’d either been besieged by zombies or eliminated them while scavenging for supplies. From now on, to settle down, they’d need to shift from being reactive to proactive.