Looking at his stubborn son, Pei Xun said with a sigh, "Yijun, you are no longer a kid. You should understand that the current situation is different from before."
"We will prepare for the zombie attack and continue recruiting the ability-users to increase our base's strength. As for the matter of the zombie horde at the border, just let the Lin'an side take care of it."
The moment Pei Yijun heard his father's words, he felt a chill run down his spine. He looked at his father as if this was the first time he had known him.
He clenched his fists tightly and asked, "Father, do you know that there are several survivor camps near the border?"
"I know. Wei Ying mentioned it before," Pei Xun replied.
Taking a deep breath, Pei Yijun asked again, "Since you know that there are several survivor camps on the border, then you must know the consequences of leaving the zombie horde uncontrolled, right?"
