These clues, pieced together, are enough to prove that the Big Camphor Tree Base is strong and won't collapse like the Orange Continent or the Corpse Speaker."
Dongfeng looked at Uncle Wan, sighed softly, and said, "Uncle Wan, let me think about it again. After one more torrential rain, I will definitely give you an answer."
Uncle Wan looked at him seriously and said, "Captain Dongfeng, although we managed to salvage some food from Poyang Lake, it won't sustain us for long.
Moreover, the area around Poyang Lake is good for growing food, but after the recent natural disasters, we all know it's easily attacked by zombies.
But staying on this mountain isn't a solution either."
Dongfeng's eyes shifted slightly, food, once again, it was food.
"Alright, I'll think about it some more," Dongfeng said.
Uncle Wan then hunched his back and slowly left. In the pouring rain, his graying temples fluttered in the wind.
