As he spoke, the people around him dispersed to the side, revealing Han Qingxia and the other two in the back.

The man in the white coat looked carefully at the three people in front of him.

The more you look, the brighter your eyes become.

His gaze fell from Han Qingxia to Wen Yiyi and Qin Ke.

Then said.

"Both of you follow me."

He pointed at Han Qingxia and Wen Yiyi.

"What about me?" Qin Ke asked quickly.

The white coat glanced at him and said, "No."

Qin Ke: “…”

"Why?"

"You are not qualified." The man in the white coat replied coldly.

Qin Ke: “…”

Why did you fail?

He has good looks, age, and physique, and also a unique half-zombie physique. He is sought after by everyone. How can he be unqualified?

These people have long whites of their eyes!

Before he could say anything, someone in the crowd spoke up.

"No! You can't choose them both!"

"Yes! They are not from our camp at all! We can't choose them!"

Everyone was anxious when they saw Han Qingxia and Wen Yiyi were selected.

There are only fifty places in total, and they have chosen them both. What should these people do?

The inner camp only holds elections twice a year, and we don’t know when the next one will be. How can we let two outsiders in!

"These people are outsiders who came to our camp yesterday. They are not our people at all!"

When the man in the white coat heard this, his brows tightened and he looked murderous, "Outsider?"

At this moment, Lao Liu stood up and said, "Boss, this is a misunderstanding."

Old Liu nodded and bowed in front of him, saying, "No, they are really from our camp. They officially joined us yesterday, but today happened to be the day of the election, so there was no time to hold a welcoming ceremony, so many people don't know about it."

"Really?"

"Really, really." Old Liu changed his strong attitude towards Han Qingxia and smiled in front of him in a very flattering and cautious manner, "It's all my fault for not notifying you in time."

"They just arrived yesterday, who knew they were selected today? People are saying this because they didn't know."

The white coat's expression softened when he heard what Old Liu said. "We have our own selection criteria. Those who are not selected are unqualified. There is no reason. No matter what you say, we will not give you a place."

He scanned everyone with a cold eye, and picked a few from the crowd, making a total of fifty people.

"All those who are selected will follow me. Each family member will receive 500 kilograms of food. This selection is over!"

As he finished speaking, his companions behind him pushed out a large amount of supplies. One person sat at the registration desk and registered the name of the selected person and her family contact information.

After registration, supplies will be distributed to them.

If they come across people who have no relatives, it depends on whether they have friends. If they have no friends, then Lao Liu will take the things and give them to them for safekeeping.

It is said that candidates from the internal camp will be released after working there for five years.

But it is only the fourth year of the end of the world, and the first group of people who entered have not come out yet, and no one knows what has happened to them.

However, everyone is still full of confidence in the inner camp.

Because every year the inner camp would bring out recordings of the people who went in, as well as some supplies.

Everyone who went in said that they were doing well in there, with good food and clothes, and that they even saved some extra supplies to bring to their relatives outside.

Besides, the people in the inner camp are nicer to people from outside.

They have never harmed them and even provided them with some financial support from time to time. Everyone feels that the Neiying is very reliable and it is a blessing for them to be able to enter.

They all looked at the people coming in one after another with envy in their eyes.

"Qin Ke," Han Qingxia warned Qin Ke at the registration gate, "If you dare to run, I'll break your legs."

Qin Ke smiled, "Got it, Beauty Boss."

"Don't run!" Han Qingxia warned again.

Qin Ke stretched his waist lazily, squinting one eye lazily, "If you stay here, where can I go? I have to worry about your safety all the time."

Han Qingxia: "......"

Now it was their turn to register.

"Name?"

"Han Qingxia."

"Emergency contact?"

"Qin Ke."

After the person who registered wrote his name, someone nearby sent him 500 kilograms of food.

It's Wen Yiyi's turn.

"Name?"

"Wen Yiyi."

The female registrar who was registering suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wen Yiyi who was following Han Qingxia.

Wen Yiyi also looked at her strangely and repeated, "Wen Yiyi, Wen of Wen Zhang, Yiyi of Yang Liu Yiyi."

The registrar wore an oversized mask, a wide-brimmed hat, and a pair of sunglasses.

She was wrapped up so tightly that no one could see her expression.

The man in the white coat who had just selected the people saw that she was slow to move and said coldly, "A51, hurry up."

After hearing the cold reminder, the registrar named A51 resumed registration.

She picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, then asked, "What's your name?"

"Wen Yiyi, Wen of article, Yiyi of willow branches."

She held the pen and wrote little by little.

"Contact person?"

Wen Yiyi raised her head and glanced at Han Qingxia, then said the same name, "Qin Ke."

A51 asked, "Where's your father?"

"My father is dead."

After hearing this, A51 paused holding the pen, covered the dot he had just written with his handwriting, and wrote Qin Ke's name.

She changed it very quickly and without leaving any traces, but Han Qingxia still found out.

After A51 finished registering their names, he took out two numbered bracelets and gave them to the two of them.

"Those who have received numbers should go inside." The cold voice of the white coat sounded in the front, "Once you enter the inner camp, your numbers will be your only proof of identity."

Han Qingxia received the two bracelets No.7913 and No.7914.

When she saw this, she thought of the sixth-level psycho-zombie numbered No. 3 in the castle.

“Don’t lose the number.”

The sound of A51 came to her ears.

Han Qingxia looked at A51, and A51 returned to his cold look and registered the people behind him, as if he had never said these words to them.

"Let's go, sister." Wen Yiyi took Han Qingxia's hand and walked inside.

A51 continued to register for other people in a cold and mechanical voice, without any emotion at all.

Han Qingxia brought Wen Yiyi and followed the crowd into the inner camp house.

As I stepped into the house, I could hear the ticking sound of machinery.

Only then did Han Qingxia realize that the room was empty.

There were only three oversized doors in front of them.

The white coat led them into the door on the far right.

After entering, everything in front of Han Qingxia turned pitch black.

She could only feel herself walking on a downward slope, with people in front of her one after another, and only the man in the white coat had a light in his hand.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally saw light in front of them.