After receiving a phone call from his son, Gong Yuanhang began to withdraw the army from the northern suburbs. The army had just experienced this catastrophe. The surviving soldiers were exhausted, both physically and emotionally, and needed to rest for a while.
After taking a break, they would spare no effort to rescue people. Working so hard to save as many people as possible for personal gain, Gong Yuanhang was the first one to do this. There was some pressure and some guilt, but there was no regret on his part.
During the apocalypse, materials were precious, but human feelings cannot be lost. If one was going to lose friends and relatives, then what was the use of more supplies? In the end, the result would be a lonely death.
Gong Yuanhang was not young anymore and his energy was limited. If he could not protect his pair of children, he would not want to hold the power of the army firmly in his hands. He had never been an ambitious person.
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When Gong Yuanhang returned to the base, Gong Lixin's second phone call to reassure him also arrived then. The background sound of the helicopter could be heard, but magically, Gong Yuanhang could still clearly hear his son's words, as if his son was whispering in his ear without any obstacle getting in the way.
Hanging up the phone, Gong Yuanhang went to see Lin grandfather and told him the good news about the group returning safely. The two sat in the office and talked animatedly, as if those two days and two nights rejuvenated them along with the new world.
"Dad, when are Wenbo and the others coming back? Did they find little brother?" Gong Xiangyi heard the army had returned and came into Gong Yuanhang's office.
"Didn't you call them?" Gong Yuanhang asked with a frown.
"I don't have their phone number." Gong Xiangyi said with an embarrassed expression as she sat down in an armchair opposite of the two.
All three had hurriedly left. No one left her a means of communication. She wanted to ask Grandfather Lin, but every time she went to knock on Grandfather Lin's door, she never got a response. She thought that Grandfather Lin was already resting. However, she saw him talking with her father in his office and she didn't know what to think about it.
Lin Mao's eyes looked up and the old face showed an indifferent expression.
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Gong Yuanhang slightly gave in and said, "They will come back in an hour, together with your brother."
"My brother is fine?" Gong Xiangyi asked, her peach eyes widened in amazement. She thought that Gong Lixin was guaranteed to have died. This was his established fate in this life and she was convinced of this. However, Gong Lixin was now back and returned as an ability user. This completely deviated from her expectations. It was also different from her previous life's experience. How could she not be shocked?
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"Why does it seem like you are unable to accept this?" Seeing her daughter's eyes filled with suspicion and surprise and not the expected joy, Gong Yuanhang's face sank as he asked.
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