"But the clan leader has been in seclusion since the incident, and we have reached our limit. If we don't make a decision, I'm afraid the consequences will be even more serious. Everyone, I am not afraid of death, but civilization cannot be cut off."
Everyone continued to remain silent.
"Actually, there's nothing shameful about surrendering a train." Someone said this carefully.
This time no one objected, most people lowered their heads and closed their eyes to rest.
After waiting for a long time, the leader of the Hera people started voting to decide the future in this way.
A light screen appears in front of everyone, and they can choose yes or no.
Some people voted no, but most people voted yes.
Rather than embarking on an escape journey with a bleak future, it is better to surrender early and live a peaceful life.
"Since the majority has decided to surrender, I declare..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
Because the leader saw that all the yes signs on each screen were changed to no, and bright red icons were displayed.
call out!
A breeze blew, and a figure that had been away for a long time appeared in the conference hall.
"I heard that you were going to surrender?" Sheila said with a smile and a gentle voice.
But those who know her well know that this state is not normal.
The leader immediately bowed and replied, "The situation is critical, and we are forced to do this. Since the clan leader has come out of seclusion, please make the decision."
Sheila waved her hand and dispersed all the light curtains.
"Keep going, wait!"
"Waiting for whom?"
"Wait for another train, he'll come."
The Hera people present looked at each other in confusion.
It turned out that the patriarch also wanted to surrender the train, but not this one.
(I once thought I wouldn't write anymore, because what I experienced in the past ten days almost broke my will. In addition to my mother's unnatural death, I also encountered oppression from major forces and official manipulation. It turns out that this world is far from as beautiful as I thought, but most people are just unable to access the hidden darkness. Pain, torture, tossing and turning, and no more than three hours of sleep a day. In the end, all I got was a box of ashes, and I was hastily buried in my hometown. Forget it, I'd better come back and continue writing novels. If my mother is still alive, she would also hope that I can live a stable life. This book will continue to be updated until it is finished.)
(I still need to rest for a few days. I am updating my saved drafts now. I was too busy to go home before.)
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