Although the house is sealed all around, there is still a space at the top similar to a skylight for ventilation, preventing them from suffocating due to lack of oxygen in the sealed house.

Qingyang Taoist finished eating the wild fruit he had and felt not quite full, just slightly padded his stomach to ease the burning sensation of stomach acid.

He glanced at the crowd by the fire nearby, just as Sister Lan was also watching him.

Their eyes met, and Qingyang nodded politely, but Sister Lan felt inexplicably guilty and nodded back.

Qingyang then closed his eyes, perked up his ears, and rested in a faux sleep state.

The people by the fire nearby were chatting quietly.

"Do you think what that Taoist just said is true?"

"I don't know, who knows, but did you see the sword in his hand? It seems to be of good quality, should we....."

"Don't mess around, he dares to roam around Doomsday alone, he must have some skills, might be tough."

"Old Ma is right. Anyone who's survived until now isn't simple, not to mention lone wolves like him." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Hey, you guys think this guy really knows those people from Oil City, do they really have helicopters?"

"Do you think it's possible? That Director Li killed those few people from Wan Nian, you didn't see it.... Oh, you probably didn't see, Flower Cat, you were on the other side at that time, Sister Lan, Brother Niu and I saw clearly, that Director Li's strength is really great.

Five people went at him together, he slammed and slammed and knocked them down flat. Really impressive.

This Director Li is so ruthless, how could he save people, are you joking?"

"Listening to you, it does make sense. So this Taoist is either lying, or he didn't meet people from Oil City."

Sister Lan couldn't stand listening anymore, turned her head and said to them: "I think there's a good chance this little Taoist is telling the truth."

Niu Gao sneered and said: "Sister Lan, little Taoist again, you have a crush on him, huh. Sister Lan wants Old Niu to eat young grass...."

"Hehe, Brother Niu, that's not right, it's the old grass wanting to be eaten by the young cow. Hahaha..."

Slap! Slap!

Niu Gao and the younger man each received a hard slap, their left cheeks turned red as they looked at Sister Lan.

Red not because of shyness, but because of the slap.

Sister Lan's face remained expressionless, but her gaze was sharp as a knife, under which Niu Gao and the man did not dare to resist, obediently lowered their heads, and shut their mouths.

No way around it, Sister Lan was their leader, and more importantly, she was very loyal; many in their group might have died if not for her.

A life debt.

Moreover, Sister Lan was fair in her dealings, held high prestige in their small team, and was quite strong in combat.

Though not very attractive, she was deeply trusted by these people.

With two hard slaps, seeing Niu Gao and the guy no longer behaving indecently.

Sister Lan whispered: "I think there's a reason it's possible.

You guys think, we were originally enslaved by the Motorcycle Gang, how did we get out later? It was Director Li's people.

Where did our food come from, you wouldn't naively think that we traded labor for food at an equal rate, would you?

They could have given us much less food, even a fifth of what we have now. We'd still do it, why? Because we'd starve. Yet they did give us this much.

Food is already scarce, with so many escaping from the Motorcycle Gang, Oil City's people definitely can't support us all.

This labor for food, tasks for food, isn't just to meet their own needs, it's because they can't take us all in.

Speaking of which, those few from Wan Nian deserved to die, greedy and overreaching, probably made Oil City's people have a worse impression of us.

The bottom line: Oil City people, though ruthless, are far better than the Motorcycle Gang.

So it's very likely they saved that little Taoist while on the helicopter."

Sister Lan's analysis.

Made everyone ponder for a long time, feeling, it was quite reasonable.

But, what the truth holds, it'll have to wait until the little Taoist's performance the next day.

Just like usual, they took turns on guard, only now, besides being alert to outside zombies, they also kept an eye on the little Taoist by the door.

Qingyang had learned from experience, so he didn't dare to sleep, just closed his eyes to pretend to rest.

Earlier, he perked up his ears and heard some content, giving him a bit of insight into Oil City.

Though, since Sister Lan and the group spoke softly and there was some distance, many details weren't heard clearly.

However, Qingyang at least understood one thing: that Oil City has helicopters, and those who saved him days ago are very likely from there.

.......

(Asking for a monthly ticket)