The Council's sudden throw of the Iron Tyrant indeed caused quite a stir, once again proving that they were the undisputable rulers of the settlement. Looking at the Power Armor with envy, the wastelanders also marveled at Tang Zheng's engineering, speculating about his identity.
The survivors were not in a good mood, each of them sitting dejectedly in their hut, too lazy to talk, listlessly dazed. In this lawless wasteland world, the existence of overwhelmingly armed forces that could take your life at any moment made anyone feel insecure.
"We should move somewhere else, the subway station is too dangerous," Tan Hui said, hugging her rifle, finally breaking the silence. She quietly tugged on Dantai Zongqi's sleeve, asking him to suggest this to Tang Zheng.
