Walking out of the conference room, Qiu Hongsheng kept looking at his son with concern. After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't help himself and leaned in to ask worriedly, "Yiming... this place is too far from Beishi City, and who knows how many dangers there might be on the road. Do you really plan on going?"
After speaking, he carefully watched Qiu Yiming. Seeing that his son was unwilling to utter a word, his worry deepened. In truth, to resolve the food crisis, it wasn't necessary to go all the way to Beishi City. Just not far from Market, there were vast fields. Of course, he knew that except for the safely guarded fields within the Base, other lands were most likely already abandoned and their conditions, corrupted by the zombies, were unknown.
