"What are you two doing again? Stop right now! Stop fighting! Stop right now!"
In the corner, an elderly man who was fast asleep was suddenly awakened by the arguing. He hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed to the two men's side.
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Upon seeing the old man, the two who were arguing immediately stopped and stood still like children who had done something wrong.
"You... Sigh! Never mind!"
"No matter how much you argue, it's useless. The entire research institute is now completely sealed off and the power is cut off. It's simply impossible to get out of here."
"The distress signal has already been sent. What we need to do is conserve our strength and try to hold on until the rescue arrives. If... sigh..."
The old man didn't say his final words, but instead let out a heavy sigh.
Both of them understood what the old man hadn't said, and a hint of despair immediately appeared in their eyes.
The zombies wandering outside were attracted by the commotion and immediately surrounded the shelter, howling and banging on the shelter door.
The howls of zombies, mixed with the pounding of the door, constantly irritated everyone inside the shelter.
Although the sound was greatly reduced due to the obstruction, it was still as loud as a cell phone being played through the speaker for most people today.
Just then, the howling of the zombies outside the shelter gradually faded away, and the banging on the door stopped abruptly. It seemed that the zombies outside had been attracted away by something.
The old man and the two others immediately noticed this, and the man rushed to the door and tried to look out through a small observation hole in the door.
It was pitch black and nothing could be seen, but one could faintly hear sounds coming from afar.
The man pressed his ear against the door, trying hard to hear the sounds outside.
Gradually, he heard a dense series of metallic clanging sounds approaching, numerous in number, like the frequency of a person walking, but the crisp metallic clanging sound puzzled him greatly.
"Pat...pat...pat..."
The dull metallic clanging sound grew closer, and a storm raged in the man's heart.
"Someone's here! This is the sound frequency of people walking around. There are people outside! Someone's coming, a lot of people!"
"Hey! We're in there... Please help us, we're in there!"
The man shouted excitedly and pounded on the door repeatedly.
Everyone present was startled and gathered at the doorway, shouting loudly.
"We're inside! Please save us!"
Hey! Over here! We're here!
"Please save us..."
The sound of hurried footsteps stopped a short distance in front of the shelter, followed by a single set of footsteps approaching the gate.
The next second, the door in front of everyone was instantly enveloped by a dark green grid of data.
This scene startled everyone, and they fled from the gate like frightened kittens.
Under everyone's gaze, the door in front of them began to change, and a trumpet-shaped object suddenly appeared on the door.
"Hey, can the people inside hear me?"
A clear, cool male voice suddenly rang out, sounding like heavenly music to everyone's ears.
"Yes, yes, yes! We can hear you...we can hear you!"
The man quickly crouched down in front of the door and shouted loudly into the loudspeaker on the door.
"Okay, put on the gas masks you're using for shelter. The air inside the research institute is contaminated by zombies and is not suitable for humans to breathe. Tell me after you've done all that."
Mo Ran's voice came through the loudspeaker, and after a few minutes of waiting, a response came through the loudspeaker.
"We're all dressed!"
Upon hearing the response, Mo Ran instantly analyzed the door in front of her and condensed it into a data cube.
The door in front of them suddenly disappeared, and a person dressed in black armor appeared before them.
Then the person walked in, exposing his body completely to the light, and only then could everyone see his full appearance.
A black battle armor, looking extremely futuristic, seemed to be from another world.
Eight pairs of eyes kept scrutinizing Mo Ran, especially the old man, whose gaze was fixed intently on Mo Ran.
Mo Ran ignored everyone's gazes and scanned the shelter several times.
"Come with me."
After leaving those words behind, Mo Ran turned and walked out on her own.
They took out several flashlights from the [Dimensional Folding Space] and handed them to a few robots. After all, these people couldn't see in the dark, so they needed lighting.
The lights dispelled the darkness, and the group that followed them out was instantly surrounded by more than a dozen robots in the center of the group.
Upon seeing the exquisitely designed robots around him, and the hundreds of other robots moving items around him...
Everyone's face was filled with shock; they had never seen such advanced, futuristic robots. All eyes were fixed on these robots, and whispers began to circulate among them.
But soon, everyone realized something was wrong, because these robots were dismantling their equipment!
"Hey! These are all your robots, aren't they? Why are they dismantling our equipment? Make them stop!"
"What are you doing! Why are you taking apart our equipment? Those are cutting-edge technologies! Stop it!"
The old man was so angry his eyes almost popped out. He strode over to Mo Ran, determined to get an explanation.
The next second, a robot that was following behind Mo Ran stopped abruptly, turned around, and stared at the old man.
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