"But instead of relying on others, it's better to rely on yourself. To survive, you need not only mutual support but also to improve your own abilities."
"Now, and in the future, are even harsher times than before."
"To survive and continue humanity, it's not something one community can achieve. I hope we can all encourage each other."
An Nuan's words, translated, meant:
I don't want the burden of taking care of you all. Whether you follow me is your choice. If something happens, I'm not responsible. But if you cause trouble for me, then we'll have to 'encourage' each other.
In simpler terms:
Let's coexist peacefully. I can hit you, but if you try to hit me, I'll beat you so badly your own mother won't recognize you.
An Nuan didn't know how many people had understood.
But she knew that one should always leave a sliver of room, and some things could only be hinted at.
They erupted into deafening applause again.
Hai Changfeng signaled them to quiet down.
"We have a small gift prepared for everyone. You can collect it over here. Nuan Zong and Fu Shao have many important matters to attend to, so please follow me."
The small gift was two mini hamburgers and a 250ml bottle.
"Xiao Nuan, turn around."
An Nuan turned around, and a black, devouring curtain enveloped the entire space.
Lao Niao could see nothing and was a little unhappy.
"Why cover it up? Is there something shameful?"
Mu Yu replied, "There's nothing shameful, we just don't want Fu Shao's eating to be seen by others. Fu Shao has a very strong sense of pride."
Lao Niao didn't know how Fu Yunting ate, he just found it somewhat strange.
Confined in a space, eating with zombies?
This method of eating was certainly novel.