"Yes, many survivors have gathered there now. Everyone has been striving hard to live from the beginning to the end. Even though the apocalypse is terrifying, I believe that as long as we unite, the apocalypse cannot defeat us."
As the sunlight shifted, he finally got a clear view of the group of survivors huddled in the corner. The moment he saw the truth, Lin Fan was utterly shocked.
Unexpectedly, the survivors huddled in the corner were all elderly people.
Most of them were in their sixties or seventies.
In the apocalypse, such an age is truly at the bottom of the food chain. Surviving until now is indeed a miracle among miracles.
There might be a problem here.
The elderly person looked at Lin Fan, then turned back to gaze at the folks in the dark corner, his voice hoarse as he spoke.
"Everyone, come out."
Moments later.
Lin Fan looked at these survivors in front of him; indeed, they were exactly as he saw, all elderly and not young.
"How did you survive?"
