Hearing Thomas's grumbles, Mr. Thompson and Master Ye didn't say much; they just smiled without replying.
Thomas was actually just grumbling verbally; he wasn't truly resenting the two in his heart.
He understood that under normal circumstances, taking refuge in a car was more dangerous than standing out in the open after an earthquake, and the reason was simple: taking shelter in a car might protect one from flying debris, but it also restricted the field of view, preventing a timely response to any danger that could arise nearby.
After today's daily earthquake ended, the survivors, led by the elderly group, began repairing the encampment, filling in the cracked ground and dismantling the teetering factory buildings.
And unlike yesterday's midday, they wouldn't use fine food bricks to prepare the meal today. Lunch, although still provided by the camp, could only be made from regular food bricks.
