Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.
Li Ruikang spoke gravely, "Right."
Yan Tiejun expressed some displeasure, "Old Li, you..."
"Old Yan, some things must be made clear."
Li Ruikang interrupted what Yan Tiejun was about to say, "We all know about the Armed Forces' military discipline, but conflict is never purely a subjective matter; sometimes, objective factors are the main cause. As long as there are people, there will be inevitable conflicts and frictions. If we are not mentally prepared, then unforeseen frictions can escalate conflicts instead of resolving them effectively."
His gaze was profound; with many years in governance, he was clearer about these matters than Yan Tiejun.
Yan Tiejun fell silent, then said gravely, "You're right, we cannot be too careful."