Lin Fan smiled, "Great job, you've made a significant contribution to our shelter having new life."
Guan Hao scratched his head, chuckling.
"Let's not talk about it, I'm going for a stroll."
Lin Fan waved and left.
He didn't walk quickly, resembling more of a leisurely stroll, casually observing. The roads were very clean now, and the storefronts on both sides of the street were equally tidy.
Thinking back to when they would tidy up the shops and ask for hard-earned money from the non-existent boss, it was kind of amusing.
Of course, such neat shops couldn't be said to represent all the shops in Huang City.
Huang City was too large.
Don't be fooled by how many survivors it seems our shelter has.
But compared to the entire Huang City, it's pitifully small.
He jumped to the rooftop of a building, looking back at the entire shelter. It was really different; one could see the changes in the shelter with the naked eye.
