A black helicopter appeared in the sky.
"They're back."
Lam Pham watched.
The helicopter slowly descended, and a man holding a gun pushed several previously bound survivors off the plane. He had no idea what was going on, why were they being sent back for no good reason?
But it had nothing to do with him.
He was just a lackey. He did whatever the big boss told him to do. In the end, he was just following orders.
The several survivors who had been tied up were the same.
They completely didn't understand the current situation.
They looked疑惑ly at Lam Pham next to the old sirs, not knowing who this young man was.
And why the other party had returned them.
Just as the helicopter was preparing to take off.
Lam Pham stepped forward and said, "Please wait a moment. Are you guys going back?"
There were three people on the helicopter. Besides the pilot, the other two were holding guns, fully armed.
The three members of the mysterious organization looked at Lam Pham with vigilance.
They knew who this guy was.
Lam Pham from the Duong Quang shelter in Hoang City, a very terrifying existence. Facing this guy, all three of their hearts were pounding, feeling nervous.
"Do you guys know who I am?" Lam Pham asked.
One of the members of the mysterious organization said, "We know."
Lam Pham said, "It's good that you know. You know about the Duong Quang shelter in Hoang City, right?"
"We know."
"Then haven't you thought about changing your way of life? It's the apocalypse now. Why must you insist on working for the organization? In times of peace, you definitely had families, friends, relatives. At that time, I could understand if you were doing it for money, but now money is useless. What are you seeking by working for the organization?"
If Co Hang heard Lam Pham say such words, he would definitely wink. Little Pham, you didn't used to talk like this. You said money was very useful...
Of course, Co Hang knew that the value of money Lam Pham spoke of was just to maintain a normal way of life. But now that the shelter had so many survivors, normal life had been extended, and the idea of using money to stabilize one's heart could naturally be abandoned.
The three members of the mysterious organization were swayed by Lam Pham's words.
They really hadn't expected the persuasion to be directed at them.
But on second thought, what the other party said seemed to make sense.
In the past, working for them was understandable, for the money. Tens of thousands, close to a hundred thousand a month. When performance was good, hundreds of thousands a month was also possible.
But now... it was truly like that. Money was really useless, not useful at all. As for why they were still working for the organization, it was for a stable food supply and a safe environment, a place where they could rest at ease.
These few conditions were the most attractive things in the apocalypse.
Lam Pham continued, "Haven't you guys thought about coming to the Duong Quang shelter in Hoang City? You know me, so you must have seen the "Illustrated Guide to Zombies". Then you must know the situation in Hoang City. The zombies there have all been cleared out by me. There is sufficient food, complete freedom, and many survivors. No one will control you there. You can live without worries. Why do you still want to work for the organization, doing those things that are against heaven and reason?"
"In an apocalypse where money is useless, the only things needed are food, safe lodging, and fair treatment."
"So I just can't figure it out. What are you guys thinking?"
He really couldn't figure it out. In the past, when he watched "Resident Evil", he could still understand why some people wanted to work for certain forces. It was because the outside was full of zombies, and there were no safe places. Only the forces they served could provide a stable and safe place.
So he could understand this point; it was understandable.
But now...
The situation at the Duong Quang shelter in Hoang City was no secret. He had been publicizing the situation inside Hoang City in the "Illustrated Guide to Zombies".
So he didn't think that other forces had such a great attraction to make so many people serve them.
Hearing Lam Pham's words.
The three members of the mysterious organization looked at each other, a look of confusion in their eyes.
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that what the other party said seemed to be right.
It seemed that was really the case.
"But we are not good people."
Lam Pham said, "So what if you're not good people? Bad people are people, good people are also people. Good people can become bad people, and bad people can also become good people. It all depends on your own choices. Don't worry, Officer Hoang is not in Hoang City. He won't bite you just because he sees bad people. As long as you want to change, I am willing to give you this opportunity to change."
"Join us in Hoang City. Let us unite together and face the apocalypse together, okay?"
He said it very gently. No one wanted to be a bad person. It was just the influence of the environment that quietly changed their mentality.
Wasn't his continuous effort to make Hoang City better in the hope of giving survivors a peaceful home to live in?
The three looked at each other again.
This was the feeling of a fluttering heart.
They felt that what Lam Pham said was very reasonable. This reasoning was very pure; it was simply to make the relationships clear and understandable, the difference between the apocalypse and times of peace. One was a material need, the other was a monetary need.
And the need for money was often to satisfy material needs.
Now in the apocalypse, the need for money was directly cut off, and they faced the need for materials. And what Hoang City could provide was the satisfaction of material needs.
Were they willing to harm others?
No, they were just following orders.
Now there was a choice presented before them.
How should they choose?
Their hearts already had an answer.
"Okay."