Watching Ji Wanwan lead Ji Xing away, the crowd shook their heads one after another.
Living under the same roof with such a ruthless person really didn't give them any sense of security; it seemed they needed to find a safer place as soon as possible.
So many days into the crisis, and still no word from the officials. It would be great if they could take shelter in an official refuge—fed, housed, and without a care in the world, unlike this place, which was too dangerous!
...
But Ji Wanwan didn't care what others thought.
She pulled her chattering brother along to the operating room to change their gear and prepare to set out.
A few curious people followed behind them, wanting to see what they were up to, including Zhang Tao and Zhu Qian.
Watching Ji Wanwan clatter a variety of equipment out of the Space System, Zhang Tao's eyes burned with desire.
Iron boots, Combat Gloves, Bullet-Proof Armor, Military Shovel, saber, safety rope, axe...
My god!
