The young man by Chuzheng's side had become the focus of everyone's discussion.
What kind of disaster would make a big shot bow down?
Unfortunately, this calamity always wore a hat.
As the weather grew hotter, according to the reports from outside, the zombies seemed to fear the heat and were dwindling in numbers.
This news spread throughout the base.
But no one knew the actual situation.
However, the increasingly blistering heat was a reality.
The base suffered from a severe water shortage.
Yet Chuzheng spent Crystal Cores every day to prepare bathwater for Lu Ran.
Lu Ran: "..."
He was nearly being spoiled.
Did she really think of herself as a young master to pamper?
Lu Ran sat upstairs, surrounded by empty space, not a soul in sight.
The clothes on the young man were brand new, with obvious fold marks.
He was completely out of place among the people of the post-apocalyptic world.
