Blue Star, Daxia.
Gunzhou, Survivor Base.
Cao Fang, under the protection of several short-haired women, sat in the tent, hugging her knees and staring blankly.
It's been five days since the mutation event.
Old Yu, Yu Jin, and Yu Chen had all crossed over to the wasteland.
She was left behind, alone.
"Ah——"
Cao Fang sighed softly.
She missed Old Yu and her two sons so much, but…
She really didn't dare go alone to that so-called Wasteland World.
Just hearing Yu Jin's description was enough to scare her.
Besides—
Such a huge wasteland, if she ended up in a place too far away, her fate could be miserable.
Women aren't the same as men.
Cao Fang had watched plenty of anti-war dramas, and the shadow from those had sunk deep.
She wasn't being vain—just realistic.
In an apocalypse, women themselves are a kind of resource, no matter their age.
"Auntie Cao."
The tent flap opened, and a young woman with slightly dark skin and a sharp short haircut called out lightly.
