Chapter 93 Hope?
When Yun Zhao woke up, the time set on the communicator was a little past 2 p.m.
She has always had good sleep quality, and after resting, she has fully recovered.
The dormitory was quiet, with no lights on, shrouded in thick darkness, but the noise of people outside could be heard.
With a thought, Yun Zhao noticed the little bluebird that had been perched beside her pillow hopping onto her shoulder. Wisps of greenish-blue fluorescence emanated from under its wings, illuminating a small area.
A sheet hung in front of the bed, blocking the view.
Yun Zhao sat up and lifted the 'curtain', seeing Rabbit sitting cross-legged on the lower bunk opposite her, her ever-present sniper rifle lying horizontally on her lap, staring wide-eyed at her King Chameleon.
I saw that the person was awake.
"Sister Yunzhao, are you hungry?" Rabbit ran over. "We boiled some water."
Yun Zhao nodded, then subconsciously looked at her forehead.
The will-o'-the-wisp was a deep red, with the center being the brightest and the edges having a faint white halo.
The rabbit felt a chill run down its spine under her gaze.
Even though she knew she couldn't touch anything, she still subconsciously raised her hand and covered her forehead.
Yun Zhao stopped looking, bent down and took a comb from the army backpack at the foot of the bed. As she combed her hair, she asked, "Where are the others?"
Rabbit snapped out of his daze and quickly said, "Major General Qin is here again, and Qi Ling is here too. The captain was afraid of disturbing your rest, so they are talking in the next room."
Major General Qin came to inquire whether the Central Committee had given any instructions on how to launch a counterattack and save themselves.
The rabbit didn't want to interact with the natives.
I'm afraid that if we spend too much time together, I'll develop feelings for them, and then I'll have to watch them turn into monsters and pounce on me...
The rabbit stayed behind to guard Yun Zhao, who was still unconscious.
However, Sister Yun Zhao was sleeping soundly, and no matter how much noise there was inside or outside the house, she didn't react at all.
"Let me tidy up first, then we'll go find them."
Yun Zhao tied her hair up and glanced at the bed next to her, where the quilt was folded as neatly as a tofu block.
She pursed her lips, trying to fold her own blanket in the same way.
The result was disappointing; it turned into a pile of tofu dregs.
Forget it, I'll just ignore it.
After tidying himself up, Yun Zhao shared a bag of bread with the rabbit, drank a bottle of milk, and went out to wash his face to clear his head and take care of his personal hygiene.
There are no private bathrooms in the dorm rooms; you have to use the public bathrooms.
As soon as Rabbit opened the door, the two saw Duan Xi's peregrine falcon pacing back and forth in front of the room, shaking its head.
The King Chameleon, perched atop the sniper rifle, greeted it in a friendly manner.
The two spirit entities whispered to each other.
Yun Zhao watched for a while and then said to the little bluebird.
—Look, spirits can make friends too. You can play with them in the future.
The little bluebird tilted its head.
They are too weak.
Making friends isn't about who's stronger or weaker; each friend has their own strengths.
The King Chameleon has excellent eyesight and can perfectly hide itself in dangerous environments.
The peregrine falcon is known as a low-altitude killer, with extremely high flight speed, giving it a unique advantage in reconnaissance.
Upon hearing this, the little bluebird arrogantly raised its head.
Only the weak need to hide; no matter how fast you fly, you can't outrun me.
Yun Zhao was at a loss.
It looks down on those that are too weak, and it finds those that are too strong extremely annoying.
The two greeted the peregrine falcon and headed to the public restroom.
The peregrine falcon seemed to sense their presence and stealthily followed behind them.
The underground shelter was dark and densely populated, with even more people in the corridors than the day before.
They saw two girls dressed in black combat uniforms, and people they encountered along the way greeted them with smiles.
After a day.
The news that the central base had sent people over spread throughout the entire shelter.
"Sir, have you all rested well?"
"What's the situation outside? Has the country found a way to deal with those monsters?"
"Where did the sun go? It's been three years, haven't those experts figured out the reason yet?"
A middle-aged woman with a haggard face asked with hopeful eyes, "When can we go back to live on the surface?"
A young man nearby quickly interjected, "Sir, we've heard that the army has been fighting those mutants outside. Does your arrival here mean that significant progress has been made outside?"
"We all long for these dark days to end as soon as possible. Does the country have any new instructions or plans? Just give us a glimmer of hope."
The rabbit turned its head away, refusing to look at those people.
She felt extremely uncomfortable.
hope?
In the early days of the apocalypse, there was only despair and lamentation.
She didn't know how to explain to these people that the Dark Ages had spanned two hundred years, and that the people here would never live to see the day when the light returned.
Wisps of fluorescent light appeared, and an unseen force kept the people who were about to approach at bay.
"Don't panic, everyone."
Looking at the clusters of gray-black flames, Yun Zhao tried to speak calmly: "We came here to better understand the disaster situation in the area. If you have any questions, please wait patiently. We will release information in due course."
One lie requires countless subsequent lies to cover it up.
Yun Zhao ignored the others, grabbed the rabbit, and left, entering the public restroom.
The peregrine falcon stood guard at the door.
The bathroom was large, with several dim oil lamps hanging on the walls and rows of small cubicles separated by plastic sheets.
Some of the cubicles were occupied, so Rabbit didn't dare to make a sound. The two of them quickly took care of their business, washed their hands and faces, and hurried out.
The people outside did not disperse; they stared hopefully at the tightly closed door of room B2204.
Many people saw Major General Qin enter the room.
The arrival of Team Zero gave them hope, but Team Zero, which came from 198 years in the future, could not offer them any help.
The only thing Team Zero can do is find the gatekeeper, kill the gatekeeper, stop the cycle, and let them be freed as soon as possible.
Seeing that people were gathered there, the soldiers rushed over to maintain order.
"What are you all doing standing here! Scatter and go do what you're supposed to do! Don't crowd around and disrupt order."
Another soldier chimed in, "These are special times, so please follow the rules and don't gather indiscriminately."
The soldier next to him gestured lightly with his weapon, signaling for people to leave quickly.
The crowd quickly dispersed.
Yun Zhao looked around but did not see the honest-looking soldier from yesterday.
She asked, "Where is the soldier who brought us here yesterday on duty today?"
The soldiers looked puzzled. "Who are you talking about, sir?"
Yun Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he described the soldier's appearance to them.
The number of soldiers who survived the refuge was extremely small. After spending three years together, it was impossible for them not to know each other.
“I don’t think there’s anyone by that name,” one of the soldiers said. “Does the sir need to see that person? We’ll ask around for you later.”
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