"I agree with what Lu Yuan said. We need to let the people below know! Matters of life and death must be decided by everyone. It's too hasty for just a few of us to discuss it here!"
Then several other team leaders also stood up and expressed their agreement with Lu Yuan's idea.
After discussion, everyone decided to inform everyone about this matter.
So Lu Yuan used the camp's broadcasting system to tell everyone the whole story.
When this matter was told, the entire camp was in an uproar. Everyone expressed their opinions. Some people thought that the people above deserved to die. They had trapped them down there for so long without water or electricity, so they shouldn't have been rescued!
However, some people said that they had survived disasters before, and besides, they had such sturdy houses here to withstand the black fog, so rescuing the people above would be a piece of cake.
As a result, the entire camp was divided into two factions over this matter, and they argued fiercely.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yuan shook his head helplessly. People have different ideas. He had given them a choice, but he did not expect it to cause such a big conflict.
Ultimately, Lu Yuan decided to hold a vote, and the side with the most electoral votes would become their final choice.
Time passed second by second, and the black mist was sweeping towards the outer city at an extremely fast speed. Soon, most of the outer city area had become a disaster zone of the black mist.
Many people who were not notified or who were unable to escape experienced extremely severe poisoning reactions the moment they came into contact with the black fog.
Many people couldn't even survive ten minutes in this black fog.
More and more people from the outer city gathered at the foot of the inner city walls and began to organize a death charge.
Faced with the hordes of people from outside the city, the garrison members, standing on the high city wall, felt a sudden pang of fear. Seeing their panic, the garrison captains shouted at them, but still did not order them to fire.
Meanwhile, within the inner city, some powerful and influential people were notified to quickly move to underground shelters, while those without power or influence who worked in the inner city and lived in the outer city were trapped within the inner city with nowhere to hide.
Everywhere was a scene of panic, most shops had already closed, and the city was full of garrison troops, who were on guard along the streets to prevent any unrest.
The guards, carrying gold, silver, valuables, and a large amount of food, began heading towards the underground shelter.
Among them was a young man carrying a suitcase; this was the same operator who had just spoken to Han Wen on the phone.
When he arrived at the underground shelter, he was stunned to see the basement where Yuan Bing was, his eyes wide with disbelief.
The underground refuge here was like heaven and hell compared to the underground refuge room they were in. Not only was it luxuriously decorated, but the facilities were also very complete. There were deep drainage areas and ventilation openings on both sides of the road, and various electrical facilities were neatly arranged. Every five steps there was a guard post and every ten steps there was a sentry. The guards were on guard here. They had become the personal bodyguards of the high-ranking people in the inner city.
Upon seeing this scene, the operator felt a pang of jealousy.
Why is it that when it's time to take refuge, you can hide in a safe place while we're stuck in those drafty underground shelters, even though we're all in the same situation?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Finally, she couldn't help but open the lid of her coffee cup and, when no one was around, spat into it.
Then he walked to a room, looked at the door number, and gently knocked on the door.
Soon a woman dressed as a housekeeper appeared in the room.
The other party asked in fluent Mandarin. The operator was a little surprised by the politeness of the other party, but quickly realized what was going on and handed the coffee cup to the other party.
"This is the coffee that Minister Yuan asked me to make. Oh, and there's something else I'd like to tell Minister Yuan!"
Upon hearing this, the housekeeper glanced behind her, but the door to the room in the distance was tightly closed, and occasional noises could be heard coming from inside. After a moment of thought, the housekeeper said apologetically to the operator, "I'm sorry, Minister Yuan may be busy with something. If you have anything important to say, please let me know, and I can pass it on to him!"
The operator rubbed his head but didn't think much of it, so he told the housekeeper that Han Wen had called.
"That's the matter. The lady named Han Wen said she wanted Minister Yuan to contact her as soon as possible!"
The housekeeper smiled slightly, nodded gently, and then closed the door.
However, as the door closed, a look of surprise flashed across the housekeeper's face, but her good manners allowed her to quickly regain her composure.
Holding the coffee, I quietly walked to the door of the noisy room and knocked three times.
The sounds inside stopped abruptly, followed by a deep voice coming from within.
"What's wrong?"
The housekeeper said, "Minister Yuan, a switchboard operator just came to see you. He said someone asked him to pass on a message to you!"
"Okay, I got it, I'll be right out!"
After the housekeeper hummed in agreement, she placed the coffee on the table and stood in front of the door to wait. A short while later, a tall man came out; it was Yuan Bing.
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