"Because the base owner must already know about it," Kyle finally said, his voice low.
"If no one has dared to try, it means the owner either forbids it or has set things up in a way that makes it impossible. Think about it, Jenna. Do you really believe we are the first ones who thought of reselling food?"
Jenna's lips pressed into a thin line. She wanted to argue, but deep down, she knew Kyle was right.
In a world where everyone was desperate for survival, ideas like hers wouldn't be rare.
Others must have already considered it, yet not a single soul had attempted it.
"Then what's stopping them?" she muttered, her green eyes flickering with doubt.
"Fear," Kyle said bluntly. "The base isn't ordinary. You've seen it yourself. Zombies don't even dare to enter. Tell me, doesn't that feel strange to you?"
Jenna's shoulders trembled as she recalled the eerie sight.
Yes, the gates had been wide open, and yes, the zombies had walked by without stepping in.
