"Does anyone here need bandaging?"
"If you're injured, just say so!"
"Your leg's already broken. You won't be able to move for the next couple days. You can ask someone to look after you for now. There are some people in the territory who stay inside for various reasons—you should be able to get someone."
"Your injury isn't serious, just be careful and you'll be fine."
"Your wound is pretty bad, but basically no wound medicine dropped outside. You'll have to rely on self-recovery."
"..."
After eating something, the new survivors gradually started to feel better. Many were receiving healing, and as they watched the group helping them, they couldn't help but start thanking them. Before the apocalypse, this kind of gratitude was nothing special, but now, in the Doomsday Game, it seemed rare and precious.
"It's alright, just a small thing. There's only so much we can do to help."
"Damn this Doomsday Game!"
"What Demon Beast did you guys run into? So many wounds down to the bone."
"Shadow Demon Dog—a whole pack surrounded us. Most were higher Level than us. If it hadn't been for people from your territory, we're afraid we would've all been wiped out."
"Yesterday wasn't so bad. We ran into Demon Beasts but managed to handle them. But today and tomorrow, there are more Demon Beasts, and their Levels seem higher too."
Talking about what happened, many people looked miserable. After the Doomsday Game started, they'd been living on the knife's edge, always prepared for death. But even so, what they'd just gone through left them shaken; those were deaths where people were bitten alive, swallowed whole.
"You guys were lucky. They're Guard Team selected by the territory, so their Levels are relatively higher."
"How does the territory select guards? Is it someone controlling it? Who? Being able to build a territory like this is pretty impressive."
"Just put up a recruitment announcement. We sign up on the control panel, then the territory sends us notifications. As for the territory itself, lots of people guess it comes with the Doomsday Game, meant for us to rest temporarily. Whatever the case, having a territory like this does give us more of a chance to survive. Because the Guard Team was formed, we learned the Demon Beasts outside got stronger, so now we bring more people when going out. Even with injuries, nobody died."
"Listening to your experience, it's no wonder there were so many survivors yesterday, but today it's noticeably fewer. Wonder if they just didn't get the chance to make it here."
"We wandered for a whole day and didn't see any territory nearby, pretty much just aimlessly roaming. If we could've gotten to a territory earlier like you guys, then my dad wouldn't have died protecting me."
As he spoke, the person couldn't hold back and started crying.
The listeners felt uncomfortable, thinking of their own families too.
"We don't know where our loved ones are either."
"Yeah! I'm so worried about my parents and my sister, don't even know how they're doing."
"All we can do is survive, maybe someday we'll bump into them."
"Gotta keep upgrading Levels. When we're tough enough to move around outside, then we can go find people!"
"Live well, don't let your dad's intentions go to waste."
"You all keep healing up too. These wounds wouldn't heal easy before the apocalypse, but in the Doomsday Game, time will fix them. The higher the Level, the faster you recover."
Everyone kept chatting, but their hands never stopped working.
There were just too many injured, and they were starting to get overwhelmed.
Just then, Li Xingteng arrived with his Guard Team.
Seeing Zhou Zhengping and his family helping out, Xingteng explained, "I saw we were short handed, so I brought someone over to teach them. They just learned the basics of healing and should be able to help."
Zhou Zhengping looked at how thoroughly Li Xingteng handled things, smiled, and said, "Perfect, we're a bit behind on bandaging here. I'll hand my people over to you for now, let them work with your team."
This guy sure can get things done!
Zhou Zhengping watched him with an admiring look—after all, the more Tool Men like this, the stronger his daughter's territory gets!
Li Xingteng caught the approval in Zhou Zhengping's gaze and his expression grew a bit subtle.
He just wanted to show off his thorough planning in front of Zhou Zhengping, show some skill.
But Zhou Zhengping's reaction... was off!
Even gave his own people! Too weird!
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Zhou Zhengping snapped back and noticed Li Xingteng's look, so he asked back.