Chapter 787 Volcanic Eruption. Outer City Shelter
Chu An met up with Mou Ci, and without further ado, he stepped on the accelerator and headed back.
In a short while, all personnel and vehicles retreated to the outer city of Sheng Tang. There was no pedestrian on the street. Occasionally, scattered bundles could be seen, but there was nothing valuable inside.
The one who met them was Chu Huan. He drove in front to lead the way and took them directly to the nearest shelter.
The shelters in the outer city are relatively concentrated, with only three of them: one in the basement of the government hall, one in the basement of the mission hall, and one not far from the entrance to the city.
Chu An and his friends went to the entrance to the city, which was also the largest one. After all, there were many poor people in the outer city, and they all lived nearby.
There were only eight minutes left before the volcanic ash warning.
In the distance, the sky was blocked out, and wherever the volcanic ash went, there was a dead silence.
The air was filled with the unique sulfur smell of volcanic ash, which was pungent and suffocating. From time to time, the roar of the volcano could be heard in the distance.
As the warning time gets closer, the originally clear world seems to be covered by a gray filter, and everything becomes hazy and blurred.
The vehicle came to an abrupt stop, the door of the shelter opened, and the staff at the door waved their arms to let everyone in.
Chu An opened the car door and let only the people in the car get out. She and Gu Ye stayed in the car for the time being.
She is not afraid of exposing her ability now, but she still has to avoid it. Suddenly, she feels that being able to use Zi Liu's ability at will within a range of 50 meters is too awesome. As long as she is thick-skinned and refuses to admit it, it will be fine.
After a while, Guozi came over and knocked on the car window to let them get out. Chu An saw that everyone in the car had entered, so he came out with peace of mind.
The ones entering now are the gatekeepers who were just brought back by trucks, and they are also the last wave of people.
"Xiao An and Xiao Ye, come in quickly." Chu Huan shouted at them, his voice hoarse.
Chu An looked into the distance. The sunlight could not penetrate the thick barrier. The sky seemed to be falling into night. She put a space stone in the car and wanted to do an experiment. If it failed, the car would die.
Gu Ye squeezed her hand, Chu An turned around, and the two of them trotted into the shelter, with more people coming in one after another.
When passing by Chu Huan, Chu An stuffed a throat lozenge into his arms, and the two parted without saying anything more.
Chu An continued to walk inside, first passing through three iron gates, each about five meters apart, and then walked up two flights of stairs, each with about thirty steps, and arrived at a gentle slope.
There are entry and exit checkpoints here, which are a bit like the turnstiles in the subway, but taller than those.
The gates were open at this time. There were four gates in total, and everyone could pass through smoothly. There were eight armed soldiers guarding them.
After the gate, there are rest pavilions for guards, one on each side. Going down are more stairs, a total of twenty-two steps. Chu An counted them as he went down the stairs out of habit.
Beyond the stairs is the central hall, which also houses the entire shelter.
There are many pillars with a diameter of two meters in the hall. Each pillar is surrounded by a circle of workbenches with numbers marked on them. Starting from 1, they can see number 10, and then they reach the corner, so there should be a lot of space inside.
There was no glass covering the workbench around the pillars, and many staff were busy inside, especially near pillar No. 1, where a long queue had formed, and Uncle Huzi was at the end of the queue. These people should have been sent directly to the outer city without going through an audit.
There were soldiers with guns on guard nearby, with a guard post every ten steps. Even if there were people trying to cause trouble, they would not dare to do so at this time.
The other local residents stayed away from Pillar No. 1. They were either standing, sitting, or gathered together whispering. Their faces showed either vigilance or worry. Even though they were speaking in low voices, it was still noisy.
At this time, he could only take care of himself. Gu Ye found a place with few people and dragged Chu An over. The location he chose was close to the exit, so it would be convenient for evacuation if there was an emergency.
As for why there are so few people here, there is a restroom right next to it... helpless.
There are few people going to the toilet now, but no one knows how long they will stay here. If it takes too long, it will probably become very "smelly" here, so everyone will naturally choose a good place if they can.
"They all brought a lot of stuff." Gu Ye looked at the large and small bags in the distance. Many people sat directly on the bags. "Otherwise, it wouldn't be so crowded."
Each person occupies half a square meter, and belongings occupy 7 to 8 square meters. If there is a large family, at least two bedrooms and a living room are needed.
However, since the government allowed them to come in, it has tacitly approved of this operation, and no one can say anything.
Chu An took out his cell phone, but there was no signal.
"If you want to make a phone call, you can go to the workbench. There is a landline there." Guozi came over and stood next to them to remind them.
"Where is your captain?" Chu An asked.
"There's a meeting inside. The captain asked me to follow you."
At this moment, the triple doors outside slowly fell down and finally closed with a clang, foreshadowing the coming of another disaster.
People also quieted down as the door fell. However, with the government's early warning of this natural disaster, the death toll should be much lower. As for the buildings destroyed by volcanic ash, as long as people are alive, they can be rebuilt one day.
When there is no signal, ordinary people have no idea what the situation is outside.
Some people put their hands together and began to pray; some people hugged each other to gain warmth and strength; some people found a comfortable position and took a nap leaning against their bags.
Suddenly, soothing music sounded in the hall. People looked up suddenly with different expressions on their faces.
There was a radio playing Schumann's Fantasy right above Chu An's head.
The short melody embodies the pursuit and hope for life, love, and fantasy. It also expresses people's relief from the past and their desire for a better future.
Amid the soothing music, Chu An held his breath and concentrated, taking Lincoln into the space. At the same time, he placed a small surveillance spider outside that could transmit the images back.
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