The peaceful morning was shattered by violence. The crowd stirred and descended into chaos amidst the piercing air raid sirens. Screams, cries, and curses created a symphony of disorder.

The flower basket slipped from her slender hands, scattering beautiful flowers all over the ground, crushed by hurried footsteps, and mixed into the soil.

"Mmm..."

"Beep beep beep..."

Ambulances and police cars flashed their lights, and uniformed officers stood on the roofs of the vehicles, using megaphones to announce: "Please remain calm and evacuate to the air-raid shelters in an orderly manner..."

"Evacuate as soon as possible..."

The police's words did not completely calm the crowd; the panicked crowd was like a pot of boiling water, constantly churning.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The roar of helicopters resumed, and several more bombs were dropped.

"Get down!"

The police officer only had time to shout that one word before he was instantly blown to pieces.

"careful!"

Yu Wei rushed forward and hugged the helpless boy.

A powerful gust of air struck, and Yu Wei was slammed against the wall, sliding down it. It took him a long time to recover.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt? Is anything bothering you?"

Yu Wei didn't have time to worry about himself. He looked the boy over from head to toe to make sure he wasn't hurt before he felt relieved.

"You're injured."

The boy's big eyes were filled with terror and relief at surviving the ordeal. He slowly raised his hand and carefully wiped the bloodstains from the corner of Yu Wei's mouth.

"It's nothing, just a minor injury."

Yu Wei forced a smile, but the excruciating pain emanating from his internal organs made him gasp.

"Let's go to the hospital and find a doctor..."

The boy took his hand, eager to take him away.

"It's really alright, let's go to the air-raid shelter first."

Yu Wei rubbed his head, leaned against the wall to stand up, and forced a smile.

"You go first, I need to go find Grandma."

The boy shook his head, let go of Yu Wei's hand, took out all the money from his pocket and put it into his hand, then ran away quickly.

"Hey, where are you going? Come back quickly... cough cough cough..."

Yu Wei was in so much pain that he couldn't straighten up and could only lean against the wall for support to stand up.

A slender, fair hand appeared before him. Yu Wei slowly raised his head, and the coffee shop owner appeared in front of him at some point, holding several roses in his hand.

"In your current state, it would be a miracle if you could even walk out of this street."

"Thank you." Yu Wei held out her hand, looking at the roses in his hand and chuckling, "At a time like this, you still have the mind to care about roses?"

"Everyone needs hope." The man shook the rose in his hand, smiling as he helped Yu Wei up. "My name is Meng, what's yours?"

“Yu Zhou, Yu as in 'depressed and unable to get along, Zhou as in 'recurring cycle'”

Actually, that's a lie. In terms of career, he's far superior to the average person.

The boss smiled without saying a word and helped him walk towards the air-raid shelter.

Planet Twelve is rich in food, but the Alliance army recently bought a large amount of food, causing the amount of food and drinking water stored in the shelter to plummet. In addition, the suddenness of the incident led to a much larger-than-expected influx of refugees.

"Boss, the supplies here can only last everyone for one day at most, what do you think..."

The man's cold gaze swept over the injured and groaning people in the crowd. He gave the scarred man in front of him a wink and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"If they're going to die, they should die knowing the truth. Tell them the facts, and they'll make their own choice."

The scarred man was burly, and the two crisscrossing scars above his left eye added to his ruthlessness.

If they were to take action, this group would inevitably attack them en masse; but once the choice is given to them, they would kill each other for survival.

At that time, we will be able to obtain a lot of reserve food without having to lift a finger.

Human nature is the most unpredictable thing, and the human heart is the most treacherous.

As he said, the crowd immediately erupted in excitement upon hearing the news, expressing disbelief. However, when the man further explained the consequences, the crowd fell silent.

A tremendous terror gripped my heart, whispering like a demon, the thought that "kill him and you will live" running rampant in my mind.

"For our common good, for everyone to survive, we must give up some things and redistribute resources..."

"Who are they? Police officers? Military personnel? Or government employees?"

Yu Wei gently nudged his boss's arm and gestured with his chin toward the man giving a speech in the crowd.

"None of them." The boss glanced at them, his tone flat and indifferent: "Just a few street thugs."

Humans are so despicable. The morality and justice they usually pride themselves on are worthless in the face of death. Even a rat crossing the street can swagger around and become a savior at this time.

A few sharp coughs broke the silence, and everyone looked at the old man in the corner.

The man and the scarred man exchanged a glance, and after receiving permission, they jumped off the stage, and the crowd automatically parted to make way for them.

Yu Wei looked through the gap in the crowd and saw the boy covering the old man's mouth in terror, shaking his head repeatedly.

"No, don't kill Grandma."

"Please, I beg you..."

"Get out of the way!" A burly man kicked the boy aside and spat angrily, "What's the point of living, you sickly old codger? You're just wasting food!"

After saying that, he grabbed the old man's arm and lifted him up. The old man's thin body swayed in the air, and a hairy thing hung down from his clothes.

"Hey, the old man's a half-orc." The man shoved the old man into the middle of the crowd. "A half-orc mixed in with the crowd, what do you all think we should do?"

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