"Wait a minute, why is the subway so hot? The air conditioning is clearly on, how could this be..."

"Hellfire is here! Everyone hide! Don't push...don't crowd! Don't push in the subway, people are being crushed to death!"

"Ahhh! Help... Help me! Don't step on me, waaaaah... I don't want to die, I want to live..."

"Ma De, stop pushing! You want to live, but don't we? It's scorching hot outside; going out means certain death. This is the only place where we can survive temporarily!"

"Who's pushing? You're bumping into my wife! Please move back! My wife is about to give birth!"

"Ah...my stomach hurts so much...it hurts so much..."

"Please stop pushing...please don't come in anymore, the subway...there's no room left for people to stand..."

"My child... my child... sob... my child, I'm so sorry... you're going to die here with me, I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry I couldn't let you see this miserable world..."

"…………"

Countless cries and screams echoed in Qiao He's ears. She seemed to have become one with the subway, looking down on its "past and present" with the air of a god.

The subway is just a tool, but in its daily operation, it has gained vitality.

After the natural disaster struck, extreme heat followed, and countless survivors, wanting to live, came to the subway shelter.

But this place simply cannot accommodate that many people.

As a result, a stampede occurred on the subway, and more and more people died. In the end, there were hardly any survivors left, and the place became a human graveyard.

The subway, acting as a tomb, instinctively absorbed the energy from all the humans who died tragically there.

It seemed to have come back to life.