Seeing his father frowning, Han Yixue continued, "With each phase of construction being complete, the base will only expand outward, and the number of survivors it can
accommodate will keep increasing. With so many people living together, issues with safety and hygiene are inevitable."
"While the military might be able to protect everyone and punish criminals, they can't control everything. Gangs will likely emerge, controlling the lower levels of the base. Wherever there are people, there is bound to be trouble."
"If we go to the Juncheng Military Base, we will likely end up in the outermost area, which would be like living in slums. Do you think it's safe there? Beyond the safety concerns, there won't be enough space for our family to live comfortably, and the hygiene conditions will be very poor."
"Rather than risking our lives for an uncertain future, we should stay with Miss Yao and her friends. Given their abilities and strength, I believe they can lead us to a better life."
"Even if we could only eat soup while they ate meat, it was enough for our family to live a better life than the other survivors. As long as we remain sincere and don't fight them, there will be no problem."
After listening to Han Yixue's analysis and explanation, Old Han asked worriedly, "Son, even if we wanted to join them, Miss Yao wouldn't accept us."
Han Yixue patted his father's thin hand reassuringly and said, "Father, she doesn't want us because we are of no use to them right now. If we can prove our worth to Miss Yao, she may reconsider. Think of it as working for them in exchange for protection."
Old Han pondered on his son's words for a long time before sighing, "But we have nothing to offer her."
Han Yixue smiled, "Father, don't worry about that. Leave it to me and my brothers."
Hearing this, Old Han could only nod and say, "I'm sorry, Yixue. It should be my responsibility to take care of this family, but here I am, letting you and your brothers shoulder it instead."
Han Yixue chuckled, "Father, I'm already twenty. I'm not a child anymore. We have all grown up, and it's time for you to relax and take care of your health."
While they were talking, Ruan Ying fed her son a bit of compressed biscuit, but the little boy could only manage a few bites.
Seeing this, she turned to Sima Hao and said, "Husband, should we give Xiao Bao some porridge?"
Sima Hao reached out to touch Xiao Bao's forehead and said, "He has a fever."
Hearing this, the other Sima family members looked worriedly at the boy.
Sima Chennan, their son, had always been weak and suffered from a skin condition. Due to the lack of water, they couldn't bathe him regularly, and his skin condition worsened day by day.
Looking at his son, who lay weakly in his wife's arms, Sima Hao said, "I will go get it. Where did you put Xiao Bao's skin cream?"
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Natural Disaster: I Started By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies