ushernet Chapter 1511 - 867:
Chapter 1511 - 867:
Buzz buzz buzz——The recent scenes kept Third Uncle’s mind in constant deliberation.
"From what you saw just now inside the city walls, how many people do you think there are inside the walls?" Third Uncle asked.
Ant squinted his eyes and said, "There are very few people inside the walls, less than a tenth of those outside. I estimate at most one or two thousand people."
Third Uncle continued, "There are over twenty thousand people outside the walls, but it seems like these people can’t enter the inner walls, and you saw the state of those people, almost no different from the Walking Dead. I even saw corpses, but nobody around seemed to care."
"This indicates one thing: the people inside the walls do not care about the lives of those outside!"
"Yes, Captain, I was just observing the farmland inside the walls, and it also seemed to be hit by the typhoon. Moreover, I feel that the size of the farmland is incredibly small compared to the number of people, less than a hundred acres." Old Qin nodded and said.
"What should we do next?" Ant asked, looking at Third Uncle.
Third Uncle furrowed his brows. To be honest, he didn’t know how to deal with this base either.
The most crucial part is that he hasn’t figured out whether these people are enemies or allies.
However, he could confirm one thing; he didn’t see any helicopters or helipads in this base just now.
In this case, at least they have absolute air superiority.
"Let’s return to Oil City first." Third Uncle suggested.
"Alright." Jackals piloted the helicopter in the returning direction.
Along the way, Third Uncle shared what he saw with Li Yu.
When Li Yu heard the scenes Third Uncle described, they overlapped with the images in his memory.
When he heard there were more than twenty thousand people outside the walls, he wasn’t surprised.
Because he knew, there used to be more people outside.
They just died.
In the Doomsday, population, although important, is definitely not the most important.
Sometimes, it can even be a burden.
He knew that the Southern Paradise, although it’s named Paradise,
it’s only the people living inside the walls who call it Paradise. For those outside, it’s Hell on Earth.
Even during storms and typhoons, those inside wouldn’t open the City Gate to let outsiders in.
The reason is simple; there are too many people, too frenzied. They couldn’t manage them.
Undeniably, this action protects those inside the city.
The people inside never cared about those survivors living in shanties outside.
Yet, those survivors living in shanties still sought refuge nearby.
Why?
During storms, they would scatter, fleeing and hiding everywhere.
When it wasn’t raining, they returned to these shanties, at least at night, with people around providing some safety.
The more people there are, the more at peace they feel.
Always thinking they won’t be the first to die.
Li Yu recalled memories from his previous life, and couldn’t help but sneer at himself.
Sometimes, people always hope to encounter others who pity them.
Why after numerous instances of the city doors remaining closed to rescue during storms, did all those people outside still return here after each storm?
Simply for that near-impossible hope, hoping for a stroke of luck to rise in the world.
Hoping the city gates would open to let them in.
Hoping to become one of those inside.
Innumerable lessons taught them it’s impossible; they can’t get in, and people inside won’t care about their lives or deaths.
Yet they
They are a group of people who pinned their hopes on others.
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