A trace of deep emotion flashed in Ji Xiuming's eyes.
It had been over a year since the apocalypse began, and he had rarely felt such warmth from other people.
All he had ever seen before were the base commander's lackeys, arrogant sycophants who threw their weight around.
As an ordinary person, he wanted to return to a normal society more than anyone.
Choosing to tip off the Jingji Base was probably the single best decision he had ever made in his life.
Over half an hour later, Xie Ning and Ji Xiuming could see the dilapidated main gate of the Gushang Base hanging crookedly in the distance.
Many people had already gathered at the gate.
It was now just after three in the morning, and Xie Ning spotted her mom in the crowd at first glance.
Song You'ai saw them too and quickly waved in their direction.
Xie Ning dragged the metal flatbed cart over, followed by Ji Xiuming with a backpack on.
