CHAPTER 1249: CHAPTER 295: THE WORLD OF LOVE—WHAT THE HELL IS THIS

Lin Fan said, "Yes, it’s about mental psychological therapy. Brother Hang, I realized we forgot about this most important task from the very beginning. Everyone has gone through terrible experiences. Even though they seem fine, I feel like they still have shadows deep inside. The female survivor I brought back was already scared stiff; her mental state is terrible. I think we should have a mental psychological therapy program."

Gu Hang pondered, carefully recalling some past details. It seemed like it was indeed the case. He had encountered some people who seemed absent-minded even in broad daylight. When he asked them what was wrong, they replied that they had nightmares last night, making them a bit dazed.

At that time, he didn’t take it to heart.

Now it seems that such situations do exist.

"Brother Hang, have you also encountered the same situation?" Lin Fan noticed Gu Hang’s contemplation and thought he surely had thought of something.

Gu Hang nodded and said, "Yes, I thought of it. I remembered many details that I didn’t pay attention to before. As you pointed out, it really seems to be the case, but I don’t know if our Sunshine Shelter has these professionals."

Lin Fan smiled and said, "Just ask in the group."

"Right." Gu Hang patted his forehead. Everyone who enters Sunshine Shelter would be added to a group. Normally, everyone tacitly doesn’t speak in the group because it’s a work group. Only Gu Hang, Wang Kai, and a few others ask when they need specific professionals, and then people automatically get in touch.

Lin Fan took out his phone and opened the group.

"Hello everyone, are there any professionals proficient in mental psychological therapy? We are preparing to establish a mental psychological therapy center. If you have expertise in this area, please contact Gu Hang."

He typed the message and sent it proactively.

It might seem like no one is talking in the group, but in reality, the message has been spreading rapidly.

In the vegetable garden.

This is the largest garden at Sunshine Shelter, growing a variety of vegetables. The survivors responsible for the garden were joyfully busy with their work.

To them, the project they are responsible for is the most important.

Food is the most fundamental element of life, and its importance cannot be overstated.

"Brother Xiang Da."

A young man carrying a hoe ran through the garden, shouting as he ran.

"What’s up?"

The man referred to as Brother Xiang Da was wearing a hat, working diligently. Hearing someone call out, he recognized the voice as Xiao An’s.

"There’s something you can help with." Xiao An said.

Xiang Da responded, "What do you mean ’something I can help with’? I’m farming right now, which helps our shelter. That’s already being helpful, isn’t it?"

"It’s not farming. Haven’t you checked the group?" Xiao An was exasperated. Brother Xiang Da really hadn’t checked the group. If he had, how could he react like this?

"No, my phone’s out of battery. It’s charging at home." Xiang Da was puzzled, not knowing what Xiao An meant. He was just an ordinary survivor at the shelter, without any significant abilities, but he was very happy living here.

People helped and cherished each other. Without the influence of money and profit, everyone’s heart returned to a state of calm because everyone wanted to live well in the post-apocalypse and develop Sunshine Shelter better.

He was knowledgeable, realizing that such a situation only existed in the post-apocalypse, with a common goal for everyone. As for when it would return to the peacetime state, full of vigilance and conflict, it would depend on when social order returned.

Of course, he believed that as long as Lin Fan was around, such vigilance and conflict would not occur.

Xiao An quickly said, "Our Guardian God Brother Lin just posted in the group, looking for professionals in mental psychological therapy. Brother Xiang Da, aren’t you an expert in that area? That’s why I came to tell you."

"Ah..." Hearing this, Xiang Da didn’t even respond to Xiao An. He handed the hoe to him and ran home as fast as he could. He needed to grab his phone immediately to message Lin Fan, telling him that he was an expert in this area, and that he was willing to make a greater contribution to Sunshine Shelter.

Xiao An shouted behind him, "Brother Xiang Da, don’t run so fast."

But his shouting was of no use; Xiang Da was too focused to think about anything else.

...

In Huang City Prison.

Zhou Yang gathered a group of well-rehabilitated people together.

Standing on a platform, he looked at the rows of straight-backed individuals and nodded with satisfaction. This group of rehabilitated people had a deep-seated fear of Zhou Yang.

If they rehabilitated well, everything would be fine.

But if they resisted and didn’t rehabilitate properly, what awaited them was brutal education. At that point, they would truly have no one to turn to.

"Is anyone here a mental psychological therapist?" Zhou Yang asked.

He saw the message in the group and thought about offering some help to Brother Lin, while also giving these people here a chance to prepare for an early release.

After all, they still needed a bit more rehabilitation time. Zhou Yang would definitely not let them go until the time was right. As the warden, he had to be fair.

"Sir, I used to be the chief therapist at the Chen Xian Psychological Therapy Center."

"Good, step forward."

"Yes, sir."

A middle-aged man with glasses stepped forward to Zhou Yang, then turned, standing below Zhou Yang like a bodyguard.