Wu Lian's voice cut through the noise, sharp and filled with sarcasm.
"So this is the so-called safe zone you were talking about," she said, her eyes moving around the hall with clear disdain. "It is very safe, isn't it?"
A few people nearby shifted, and then others began to speak as well.
"This place is falling apart…"
"It looks abandoned…"
"Are we really supposed to live here?"
The complaints spread quickly, driven by exhaustion and discomfort, as more people began to voice their dissatisfaction.
I looked at them.
My expression did not change at first, but my eyes grew colder as I listened.
How ungrateful.
How unreasonable.
I had already told them what to expect.
I had made it clear that this would not be easy, that survival would come before comfort.
And yet—
Here they were, complaining and blaming me.
As if I had forced them to follow.
I let out a faint breath.
Then I stepped forward.
