Global Wasteland: I Obtained A Top Tier Shelter

"Finally, finally we're back!" Fei Yue returned to the Refugee Village with everyone, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been completely drained.

Wiping the sweat from his face, he saw the Third Master and others waiting for him at the entrance of the Refugee Village and smiled.

"Third Master! I'm back!" Fei Yue, holding a large watermelon in one hand, raised a bottle of wine in the other.

Everyone in the Refugee Village cheered, and the Third Master waved his hand.

The Third Master turned around and, supported by those beside him, returned to the main building of the Refugee Village.

Fei Yue and the others also followed inside amidst the cheers of the villagers.

The Third Master gestured for everyone to leave, instructing the strong men by his side to close the door.

In the room, only the Third Master and Fei Yue were left.

"Third Master? What's this about..." Fei Yue was puzzled. Why was the Third Master acting this way right after he returned? He looked at the elder who had returned to his usual calm demeanor and was rather confused.

Could it be that going to Lin Yue's side was a mistake?

No, that's not right. Back then, the Third Master even had him lead more than sixty warriors from the Refugee Village out, just to show Lin Yue their sincerity.

After all, even if Lin Yue refused to be their shelter's leader, they could still reinforce the hard-won "friendship" in this apocalyptic world and cooperate smoothly.

Lin Yue had what they needed, and they had what Lin Yue needed, and that was enough.

This time, before they could kill many of Levik's men in front of Lin Yue, Lin Yue had easily defeated them.

Though they didn't have the chance to show off their prowess, they did convey their sincerity to Lin Yue.

If there's something, we will step up, we can handle it!

And Lin Yue indeed understood this point.

That was evident from the ten bottles of wine and three large watermelons given to them.

"Sit down, Dayue, sit down." The Third Master suddenly coughed.

Upon hearing the cough, Fei Yue's heart trembled. It even quashed the high spirits he had just had to tell the Third Master about Lin Yue's brilliant moves on the battlefield.

"Third, Third Master, you speak." Fei Yue had a bad premonition in his heart.

The Third Master leaned on his cane, his eyes looking straight ahead. Fei Yue felt that he was not looking at him but through him, towards the distance, towards that great shelter on the Desert, to the Survivor named Lin Yue.

"Dayue, I'm afraid my time is up."

"W-what are you saying! Third, Third Master, you can't be joking about something like this..."

"I don't have time for jokes, you know I never joke, Dayue, it's time." The Third Master said, covering his mouth as he coughed violently. His face was now also covered in sweat, "This body of mine, without relying on modern medicine, has managed to hold on until now, which is quite a feat."

"Third, Third Master, you're, you're just testing me, really, you must be fine, I..." Fei Yue's eyes were filled with tears. He suddenly felt that he might lose his direction in the future, not knowing what to do, which might lead to the slow demise of this painstakingly built Refugee Village. ReadersupportatM*VLEM*PYRmadethistranslationpossible.

This Otherworld, he did not adapt to it, even though the Third Master had said countless times to pass on the leader's position to him, he completely lacked any confidence to accept it.

Now, the Third Master was actually saying these words...

Fei Yue had known for a long time that the Third Master probably didn't have long to live, but when he said it aloud today, Fei Yue still found it unacceptable.

He shook his head, and now what should he do?

"Put away your tears. As the saying goes, a dying person's words are kind, I know I only have a few days left, without your meticulous care, I'd have died long before the last earthquake disaster. I'm a ninety-year-old man, I have no choice but to accept fate. Fei Yue, what I'm about to tell you, you need to strictly adhere to, or else this Refugee Village may indeed not survive in this extreme hardship." The Third Master said, closing his eyes.

Fei Yue nodded.

He knew he was not the kind of person cut out to be the leader of this Refugee Village. Without the Third Master, perhaps many people wouldn't accept him as the leader and thus would leave this Refugee Village.

This was not impossible.

"Third Master, I know, you say, I will definitely follow."

The Third Master suddenly opened his eyes and spoke words that seemed to have been long brewed.

"Dayue, just as you said, you are not fit to bear any responsibility in this Refugee Village in the Otherworld and become the leader of this Refugee Village. Not only do you lack leadership, but also the audacity, you are too naive, too unsophisticated, you hold too many fantasies about everyone, thinking everyone is good, that's not right. Maybe there are many things you lack, but even so, within this Refugee Village, I find no one more excellent than you. Dayue, maybe you're not good here, nor there, but you possess a sound heart, which is extremely precious in this Otherworld."

Fei Yue was bewildered.

He couldn't comprehend what the Third Master was saying, but at this moment he could only nod, pursing his thin lips, as if understanding something, occasionally responding with an "mm".

"Lin Yue also has a heart like yours. Although he rejected my proposal of becoming the leader, which I suspected he would anyway, I always felt that you and he would be the ones to lead humanity out of this swamp. You have advantages that people like us do not. It's never people like us, the old folks, who create history, but the young ones like you. I've grown old, but I'm not dim-witted, Dayue, whatever you do next, make Lin Yue your benchmark, and support him as much as possible. If he needs alloys, take people to the Secret Realm to gather as much as possible, if he needs electronics, spare parts, or even shelter design maps, just put all your effort into collecting and finding them."

Fei Yue froze: "Third Master, but in this case, we're giving unilaterally. If Lin Yue no longer needs us, then our Refugee Village..."

"Haha, you silly boy, you're a bit savvy, but you're not thinking far enough. To Lin Yue, we and the three Refugee Villages with Liu Kai and Xing Lingfeng are the most special. Let me ask you, has he ever given any other Refugee Village wine and watermelons?"

Fei Yue suddenly realized.

"For now, our three Refugee Villages are the ones Lin Yue relies on most. If we support everything he needs, in exchange for fruits and vegetables excessively abundant to him, or even more precious things, then Lin Yue will increasingly depend on us. After all, he used to be an ordinary person, his vision will temporarily be limited to this. Dayue, it's not shameful to attach to a strong person, as long as you have something they need, you'll never be abandoned, unless they desire nothing."

Listening to this, Fei Yue gradually understood.

"Third Master, I understand a little but not entirely."

"You don't need to understand everything, people are animals that grow, and have endless potential, as long as you do not become like me, on the verge of death, then everything is hopeful. Dayue, I want you to listen carefully, after my death, bury me properly, place me in a coffin, and take me to the Secret Realm, that is, our Earth, and bury me with the soil from there. We are pioneers, and we must sacrifice for the future, I hope you will always remember, Earth is our home..."