She nervously pulled her daughter and followed the man to the gate, where someone was already waiting, ready to take them to the dungeon for shelter.
Except for the owners of the 6 most luxurious villas in the villa area who did not choose to take refuge in the underground city, everyone else in the villa area will take refuge in the underground city.
It’s not that these people haven’t had a lucky mentality, but what does that saying go?
The richer you are, the more you value your life.
They had asked around before and got information from those with prophecy talents, and learned that this white fog could not be avoided unless one had more than 6 layers of specialized air filtration equipment.
If it was just one or two floors, they could still find a way to get it, but it’s six floors, where can they get it now?
It would be better to stay in the dungeon instead of wasting huge manpower and resources.
Some people who are more flexible have made arrangements in advance and built a light steel house in the underground city. They will move in now. Although their living standards will be lowered a bit, they can get by with patience.
Those who didn’t get a light steel house also prepared tents and sleeping bags.
Although it's a bit painful, just treat it as camping in the wild.
Compared to those who went directly to the dungeon carrying only a thin blanket, their living conditions were already pretty good.
There are also people who help with luggage.
Taking advantage of the rain stopping, the base began to organize people to go to the underground city.
Those who bought tickets in advance, bringing their families and carrying large and small bags, ran to the underground city.
Those who didn't buy tickets will look at them with envy.
Some people's eyes flashed with resentment, jealousy and viciousness.
Why?
Why should these people wait to die on the ground when they can hide in a safe place?
Why should they be left behind since they are all human beings?
Who knows what's in that damn white fog.
Are those who are left behind just abandoned?
Who said this well?
Some people mixed in with the team entering the dungeon and tried to sneak in, but the ticket inspector had sharp eyesight and spotted and caught them right away.
The man knelt down on the spot, hugged the ticket inspector's thigh and cried, "Please, please, let me in! I will die, I will really die."
The ticket inspector looked embarrassed. It was useless to beg her because she had no say in the matter.
Just after the meeting, the leader specifically told her that if she let one more person in, she would be kicked out.
There is only one seat for everyone, and when someone goes in, she has to come out.
Thinking of this, she became ruthless and simply stopped watching and had the troublemaker taken away.
I thought this matter ended here.
But after the man was pulled away for 20 meters, he suddenly turned into a beast.
It caused panic instantly.
The people in the queue wanted to leave, but were afraid that their seats would be gone. They didn't know whether to leave or not.
Coach Luo stood in the team with his son, looking solemnly at the man who had turned into a turbid beast.
He quietly put his son behind him, stepped back silently, and stayed as far away as possible.
He knew more information. The most terrifying thing about this turbid beast was not its lethality, but its contagiousness.
Just get it on.
Scarier than the Black Death.
Seeing this, the patrol team responsible for maintaining public order hurried out, and imitating Ji He's previous actions, took out a prop, dragged the turbid beast and ran away.
They have learned about the tragic conditions in other bases during this period.
This means that no one would dare to let ordinary people kill the turbid beasts, for fear that if they are not handled properly, a series of turbid beasts would be brought out.
Therefore, those soldiers who have not become gifted can only manage ordinary people, while the gifted ones form special forces to specifically deal with the turbid beasts.
After three such incidents occurred in succession, including suicide attacks, al-Qaeda was forced to compromise.
Propose new solutions.
"Please don't get excited, everyone! We will vacate some space in the dungeon and let everyone in for free! After all those who paid for space move in, we will arrange for people to enter as appropriate, with priority given to minors and women. Each minor can bring one parent, so please don't delay!"
As soon as these words were spoken, those desperate people felt some hope and naturally stopped making trouble.
The base is of course not just talking empty words. The base chief has specially approved the dispatch of people to compress the original space and accommodate as many people as possible.
Without anyone causing trouble, everyone entered the dungeon much faster.
After the last person who spent money entered the dungeon, the person in charge stood at the door, looked at the group of people wearing patched clothes and carrying all their belongings, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Children under 16 and their mothers must leave."
"Boss, I'm the father of my child, my only family! My wife died in the natural disaster! Can I go with my son?"
"I'm the child's grandmother! Why can't you let me go in with you?"
Everyone was arguing!
The person in charge was overwhelmed.
"Quiet! Quiet! Those who stay on the ground are not doomed to die! The white mist will cause insomnia! It's not like you'll die if you touch it! Stay calm! The underground is not a paradise! The resting place is less than half a meter! How can you, with your big bodies, squeeze into the same place with a child?"
"Come on, those who meet the criteria line up first!"
"Everyone else goes in last!"
As soon as these words were spoken, many people began to discuss it again.
Some people want to go underground, and naturally some don't.
Many people saw the situation and realized that they would not be able to enter the underground if they waited any longer, so they turned around and left.
Isn't it just fog?
Take good protection, nothing matters!
Finally, the door of the dungeon was closed, and the base, which was bustling before, became quiet in an instant.
Like a deserted city.
Before, the sound of rain was mixed with human voices, which was very noisy.
There was not even a sound of wind at this moment.
After strolling around, Ji He carried his luggage and walked quickly home.
The entire A area is basically empty.
Over at the villa, there is money and food, but those who value their lives would have run away long ago.
The rest are the tough guys, the tough guys with gun licenses.
Technical talents were organized by their units and had moved underground with their families a long time ago. Others, who had some credit points, also took refuge underground.
Only a few people who are very confident in themselves will stay on the ground.
As far as Ji He knew, everyone in her building who was still able to breathe had taken even the chickens underground.
Only she didn't go.
Of course, she did announce to the public that she went there, and even went downstairs with others in front of them.
As for whether she went there or not, would anyone come to check with her?
This is the good thing about the Mavericks: they don’t have to explain themselves to anyone else.
Just find an excuse.
Her relationship with others is not yet to the point where they live together in the dungeon and help each other.
Ji He twitched his nose.
So stinky!
Go home quickly.
Now there's one more reason not to go underground.
Smelly!
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