"Ahem... Please allow to say a few words."
The middle-aged man coughed twice, pushed up his glasses, and looked at Zhang Su: "Sir, first off, I’m not a cook. This is my weapon, and I’ve used it to kill at least five zombies! Moreover, human civilization is collapsing, and moral and legal systems are falling apart. Now is the ti for us to unite against evil, we are all survivors..."
"Stop, stop, stop, what exactly do you do, are you a storyteller or sothing?"
Zhang Su interrupted him, suddenly reminded of the Tang Monk when listening to the middle-aged man’s lengthy speech.
"I’m a Chinese teacher at No. 7 Middle School, my surna is Yu. May I ask your na, sir?"
The middle-aged man stood up and nodded respectfully towards Zhang Su.
Zhang Su chuckled silently: "A Chinese teacher... well, well, a fish slayer with a Chinese teacher, hey, you said you’re from No. 7, do you know a teacher with the surna Duan?"
"Teacher Duan? Duan Wuhu, yes, the physical education teacher for the ninth graders." Teacher Yu nodded, delighted: "Do you know Teacher Duan, sir?"
Zhang Su noticed that the man ntioned Duan Wuhu’s na without hesitation, indicating his identity might be genuine, so he waved it off: "I ran into another group of survivors before, soone nad Duan Wuhu was among them."
"Oh, oh, it seems Mr. Duan is lucky to have survived... Moreover, I implore you, sir, consider this: everyone is born with a purpose, when destiny’s grand task is bestowed upon soone, all n must face death eventually..."
"Are you lecturing here?"
Zhang Su felt a headache coming on, and his eyes swept back and forth among the student group and Master Zhao, impatiently saying: "In any case, I won’t bring useless people with . Master Zhao, Kuang Miao, and Chen Hanzhou, you three can join my team. As for you, Teacher, surely you want to bring your daughter, right?"
With that, the convenience store fell into silence.
Those who had returned from outside, such as Lu Yubo and the others, naturally couldn’t express too many opinions and silently awaited.
Master Zhao, Kuang Miao, and Chen Hanzhou exchanged looks, clearly understanding that Zhang Su’s words ant that if they wanted to join a new team, they had to leave their original companions!
On one side was a greater hope for survival, while on the other were comrades who had been through thick and thin. This left the three of them in a dilemma.
While those three were torn, the four who hadn’t been nad by Zhang Su were extrely worried.
If they couldn’t manage to join a strong survival team and were abandoned by capable mbers, then what chance did they have to live?
"Kuang Miao, Chen Hanzhou, why... why are you hesitating, you’re not actually thinking of leaving Pei Lan and to join them, are you?"
Song Yijun saw that Kuang Miao and Chen Hanzhou remained silent and hadn’t directly refused, suspecting they were considering it, which made him anxious.
"I didn’t say I wanted to go..." Kuang Miao shook his head awkwardly.
Chen Hanzhou tugged at his hair and squatted down again, unable to make up his mind.
Unlike the students, Master Zhao wasn’t as conflicted. He made a decision, saying: "Brother, how about this: the three of us will only count as two people. What I an is, whether it’s killing zombies or working, we’ll all pitch in, but we’ll only take supplies for two people. How about it?"
Zhang Su’s eyes lit up, thinking to himself that this was indeed a good idea. It both expanded the team and didn’t cause much loss, a win-win situation. The fish slayer might seem rough, but he had so good ideas!
"We think so too!"
Not only did Zhang Su find the idea good, but Kuang Miao did as well. He quickly raised his hand and said, "Brother Su, we will do the sa. Four of us will work, but only take rations for two. Is that okay? Please..."
"Ahem!" Zhang Su cleared his throat and said, "This compromise is feasible, but there are so things I need to tell you upfront: Your life is your own, you have the right to decide whether to sacrifice yourself to save others, and others also have the right to decide whether to sacrifice themselves to save you. Saving soone is an act of kindness, not saving them is the norm!"
"Understood..."
"Got it."
"Understood!"
Kuang Miao, his group of four, and Master Zhao’s group of three all nodded, but the sickly Miss Yu still looked as dispirited as ever.
"Hehehe, so with that said, brother, we’re a team now, right?"
Master Zhao rubbed his hands together happily, his gaze drifting to the food on the side.
"Master Zhao, don’t rush to eat. We should introduce ourselves properly first, get to know each other. I’m Yuwen, and this is my daughter, Yu Qing..."
The Chinese teacher, Yuwen, formally introduced himself, even pulling up his sick daughter.
"Uh, my na’s Zhao Dezhu. You can call Zhuzi, little Zhao, old Zhao, or the fish slayer, it’s all fine, hehe."
Zhao Dezhu grinned heartily, his once plump cheeks now sowhat sunken after a few days.
"I’m Zhang Su. Alright, you all introduce yourselves too." Zhang Su said to the people around him.
Before today, Zhang Su found it hard to accept so many people joining the team at once, but after realizing the importance of a team, his thoughts began to change.
Building a team strong enough to withstand anything would undoubtedly be difficult, but constantly refusing people due to this difficulty would only leave him in a bind, preventing the team from ever growing.
Soon, all eleven introduced themselves, and the atmosphere beca much more harmonious.
Zhang Su then learned that Zhao Dezhu, who appeared quite old, was just a little over thirty, only a couple of years older than him. He also understood why he had been taking care of the Yu family father and daughter so diligently; Teacher Yu promised that if he protected Yu Qing, she would beco his wife.
This news deeply surprised the student group of four, but Zhang Su and his companions didn’t find it strange. The only surprising thing was that this decision ca from an elderly Chinese teacher.
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