"Do you think there might be other survivors in here?"
After entering the water plant, another girl, petite and covered in dust, whispered.
"Probably not?"
A slightly chubby crew-cut man responded uncertainly.
"I hope not, hope we don't run into other survivors..."
The petite girl muttered.
This made everyone fall silent suddenly.
Before they set out, they had hoped to encounter other survivors, for there was strength in numbers. But due to certain events, they had lost trust in survivors outside of their team.
"To be precise, we hope not to run into survivors with ill intentions!"
The female officer corrected the petite girl, then encouraged the group.
"Even in peaceful times, there are scumbags in society, let alone now. We can't let a few scumbags lead us to deny humanity as a whole. We must always remember, unity makes us stronger! Of course, we should still be cautious..."
