In a bank in the fourth district, more than forty time walkers were hiding with more than twenty refugees, all of them accompanied by the bones in the bank.
The forty-two time walkers were from the same team. Because they encountered the marching rat tide, they took shelter in this bank in advance. Later, out of kindness, they opened the door and admitted more than twenty refugees.
Among these forty-two people, three are cliff challengers. They have just completed the fifth challenge, and each of them has eaten five longevity fruits.
The mind is also firmer than others.
Ye Han, who was also a challenger next to him, hugged a shivering eight-year-old boy and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, brother, go to sleep first, the seniors are here to protect you."
A piece of flesh was bitten off the little boy's calf by a mouse. Ye Han could only give him a simple bandage, but there was no other way.
In the bank hall, the refugees were trembling, with despair written all over their faces.
They comforted each other. Among them, Zhang Hubao, the challenger who had supported Hu Jingyi in front of the cliff, said in a low voice: "Don't worry too much, the boss gave us these refuge points to temporarily avoid the limelight."
, there are too many rats outside now, he will come to pick us up when it calms down a little."
Now, the cliff challengers don't care about success or failure. Anyway, as long as they join the Agricultural College, they will no longer call Qingchen "boss". As if they want to make this title an established fact, they are determined to follow Qingchen.
The kind that has tight thighs that won’t let go.
Chen Zhuochu taught them this matter.
"Will the Little Dean really come?" Time Walkers worriedly asked. They are not challengers, so they habitually call them Little Dean.
"It should be possible," Zhang Hubao nodded and said, "He made such a detailed plan and set up such a detailed refuge point for us, which is convenient for him to pick us up. Don't worry, don't be affected by the despair of the refugees.
We have to keep our strength up."
To be honest, Zhang Hubao didn't know what to do. He didn't know whether the boss would come to save them in such a dangerous environment.
According to human nature, even if no one comes to rescue, it is understandable. Who would put himself in danger again and again, and Zhang Hubao knows that if he really wants to save, Qingchen will have too many teams to save.
However, he knew that as the captain, he had to remain calm, even if it was just on the surface.
At this time, there was a sudden rumbling sound outside the bank. Someone looked through the blinds and saw a dense tide of rats rushing past.
Just because this bank had been robbed long ago, the rat tide did not search here again.
But the next moment, someone on the building opposite suddenly screamed subconsciously.
The tide of rats outside suddenly stopped and swarmed towards the source of the screams.
"It's broken," Zhang Hubao lowered his voice and said, "That place was also invaded by the rat tide. If they find someone hiding in the place they invaded, will they search the whole city again? I hope they don't have the energy to do it yet.
Do this."
After a long time, the screaming from the building opposite stopped.
Everyone sat quietly in the bank, silently waiting for Qingchen's rescue, not daring to speak.
One hour, two hours...eight hours, twelve hours.
Zhang Hubao and others never waited for rescue.
Until all expectations began to slowly turn into disappointment, even despair.
Later, when someone asked Zhang Hubao whether the little dean would come to save everyone, Zhang Hubao just said blankly... he should probably do it.
Because he doesn't know either.
"How about we rush out on our own, maybe there is a glimmer of hope," challenger Ye Han said.
Zhang Hubao's eyes refocused: "No, too much time has passed. According to the time estimated by the boss, the rat tide is about to enter the third stage. No one can survive dozens of kilometers."
"Yes, no one can survive dozens of kilometers, so no one will come to save us."
But at this moment, there was a clear knock on the door, "dong dong".
Then a tired voice said: "Open the door."
Zhang Hubao's eyes lit up, and all the time walkers stood up!
That's the little dean's voice!
During the seven days since their return, the little dean’s voice has been lingering in their ears, explaining plans and precautions over and over again. This voice is so familiar!
They were going to open the bank's gate, but they were stopped by the refugees: "Don't open the door, what if people outside attract a wave of rats?"
Zhang Hubao said calmly: "When we opened the gate to let you in, we never considered this matter. Get out of the way. We are leaving. Whether you are willing to follow or not is your own business."
After saying that, he pushed the refugees away and pulled up the bank gate.
Under the moonlight, Qingchen stood outside the door with a tired face: "Sorry, I'm late."
Zhang Hubao's nose felt sour: "Don't say that, it was not too late, everyone is still alive."
"Let's go," Qingchen said with a smile, "I'll send you to meet the others."
Zhang Hubao carried the injured 8-year-old boy on his back and nodded vigorously.
The people in the bank did not follow him, and Qingchen did not persuade him.
Each stage has its own choices. At this point, he can only save those who are willing to believe in him.
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Return countdown 112:39:02.
The mistress and others had just fought off a wave of rats, and everyone was sitting on the wet sandbags panting. At this time, everyone no longer cared about their image. It would be nice to sit down and rest for a while.
There are also many women in the parent-teacher association. The mistress does not let them go to the battlefield and only lets them do logistical work.
At this time, the women carried simple stretchers to carry away the fallen family members.
They shed tears as they raised their heads, because some family members had their hand bones chewed out by rats, and some family members continued to bite the rats.
The miserable state of those corpses is unbearable to look at.
The logistics staff placed the corpses one by one in the rear. No one knew whether we would have a chance to bury them. Maybe we would soon lie there and reunite with our comrades underground.
There are also injured people who are holding back their screams on stretchers for fear of affecting the morale of the soldiers.
The mistress turned her head and didn't dare to look for a long time.
Suddenly a voice came from the intercom: "Back! Parents are back again!"
Everyone stood up and looked around, only to see Qingchen leading more than a hundred people to run quickly. Fortunately, the rat tide had just been repelled, otherwise these people might not have been able to escape so smoothly.
"Quick, quick, quick," the mistress said, "heat the food and let him take a few bites when he comes back!"
This was already the seventh wave of students that Qingchen had brought back. During this period, Qingchen only sat on the ground and used the Knight's Breathing Technique to recuperate his body once, and then left again.
Refugees also saw him helping refugees back again and again, and everyone remembered this figure.
When Qingchen left, an aunt secretly asked the mistress: "Does this young man have a partner? He seems to be kind and friendly."
The mistress couldn't help but smile bitterly on the spot: "You are wrong if you think he is amiable. Have you seen the news about killing the A02 base before? He is the one who defeated the Jindai Consortium with one hand."
Nowadays, this matter is becoming more and more bizarre. According to the mistress, Qingchen is just short of three heads and six arms, and everything else is perfect.
Now the refugees also know that Qingchen is the important figure of the Qing family.
But the big shot in this consortium seems to be completely different from what they had in mind...
Qingchen sent Zhang Hubao and others to the defense line and simply asked: "Casualties?"
Xiaosan's face turned gloomy: "3192 people died, 7121 were slightly injured, and 1409 were seriously injured."
Qingchen asked again: "Can you hold it?"
The mistress immediately stood up straight: "Yes!"
Qingchen nodded: "Hold on."
After saying that, he turned around and left without stopping at all.
"Parents, stay here to eat something and take a rest," Xiao San said anxiously.
Qingchen just waved his hand and said nothing more.
There were dozens of teams of time walkers and children waiting for him, so he didn't have that much time to feel sorry for himself.
Moreover, the rat tide is getting bigger and bigger. He can wait. Those who are still waiting for others may not have so much time to wait.
Zhang Mengqian suddenly said: "Actually, the boss is punishing himself. He asked the Kunlun people and you to stay in this city together. Every time one of you dies, he will blame himself, even if he just made the most correct decision.
"
"But we don't blame him," Xiao San said.
"It doesn't matter whether you blame him or not," Zhang Mengqian replied.
Xiao San realized that this was what Principal Zheng said: The one who made the decision suffered the most, and if he wanted to take over the command, he had to endure this pain.
Qin Shuli looked at the direction Qingchen left and remained silent.
He had very little interaction with Qingchen. Even after marrying Zhang Wanfang, he never visited Qingchen a few times.
At that time, he was worried from the bottom of his heart that Zhang Wanfang often met Qing Guozhong because of Qingchen's relationship.
During those days, Qing Guozhong even found Qin Shuli's factory and asked him to borrow money, saying that if he didn't borrow the money, he would dump Qingchen to Zhang Wanfang and Qin Shuli.
A current husband is approached by his wife’s ex-husband to borrow money. This life experience is really bad.
Therefore, when Qin Shuli looked at the father and son Qing Guozhong and Qing Chen, he instinctively felt some rejection.
To be honest, normal people would reject it.
After Qing Guozhong was imprisoned, Qin Shuli asked his friends to find out what happened, and found out that the person who reported Qing Guozhong was called "Enthusiastic Citizen Mr. Qing". Who else could this be besides Qing Chen?
Later, Qin Shuli came to the other world. When he learned that the parent of the parent-teacher association was Qingchen, he began to collect all information related to that boy.
At that moment, Qin Shuli realized that he was wrong. Qingchen and Qing Guozhong were completely different, and he should not place his prejudice against Qing Guozhong on Qingchen.
When a fire broke out in the villa during the day, but Zhang Wanfang pulled him and refused to let him check it out, Qin Shuli felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.
He did not blame Zhang Wanfang, because his wife's life was also very difficult. She finally survived until she was 40 years old, and she really couldn't lose everything she had now.
Qin Shuli only felt that all of them owed Qingchen. That boy had a father who was a gambler and a mother who ignored him. Life must have been very hard these years.
In the real world, he worked tirelessly and always felt that he should do more.
At the parent-teacher meeting, no one except Luo Wanya knew that Qin Shuli had a relationship with his parents. He worked hard and was promoted from a blue family to a golden family.
Now, as he watched the boy slowly grow into a towering tree that protected everyone, he felt inexplicably happy, although he felt that he was not even happy.
"Everyone, find clothes to wrap around your neck!" Zhang Mengqian yelled: "Pass this sentence to other lines of defense. The only place where a mouse can be killed with one blow is the main artery in the neck. As long as this place can be protected, the survival of everyone can be greatly improved.
probability!"
This is a method summarized by Zhang Mengqian based on experience, and it is very easy to use.
When Qingchen fled with the refugees, even if someone was besieged by a swarm of rats, as long as their necks were not bitten, it would be nothing if a piece of flesh was bitten off their body.
There was a lot of wailing behind the defense line. Five rat tides came back with a vengeance. Thousands of family members were injured. Half of those who could go to the battlefield at this time were cut into strips of clothing and simply bandaged.
However, this was lucky, as more than 3,000 people died directly because the rats bit their neck arteries.
The mistress was already very sleepy at this time, but her eyes lit up when she heard this: "Quick, quick, Qin Shuli, bring people to collect scarves and clothes. The parents said that the rat tide will come back soon, and we only have a few hours at most.
It’s rest time, hurry up and get ready!”
Qin Shuli came to his senses and quickly agreed: "Okay, I'll raise the bonfire and take people over."
After a big battle, everyone's hair and clothes were wet from the falling snow, and the ground became muddy.
Everyone and their families are in urgent need of warmth and rest, otherwise no one will be able to endure the next few days.
After doing all this, he was going to look for clothes.
Although he was also extremely tired.
When the bonfire was lit, Qin Shuli said to his family, "Let's go and collect clothes."
He was walking while talking, but as soon as he took two steps, his vision went dark. Many people didn't notice that Qin Shuli had not slept for more than thirty hours.
"Are you okay, golden family?" Someone quickly helped him.
Qin Shuli stood up and smiled: "It's okay, let's go find some clothes."
However, at this time, several aunties came out of the team: "You are all so tired, take a rest quickly. If you want clothes, we will go to your house to get them for you. We still have some clothes at home."
The mistress was stunned: "You guys hurry back to the team, it's dangerous here."
"Don't worry about this," the aunts said, turning to the long queue behind them and saying, "Anyone who has clothes at home, please go home and pick them up and bring them to the boys!"
Many refugees in the team were indifferent.
We must know that millions of people are queuing up to evacuate, and if they walk slowly, they will die here. At this time, how can everyone be willing to leave the queue when they have finally reached the front of the queue?
If you leave, you have to queue up again.
When the refugees heard what the aunt said, they all turned their heads and pretended not to hear.
The aunts stood outside the team and shouted: "What kind of life did everyone live in the past? Huh? There was no electricity at home. Every day, I ate protein bars in the dark. I had to put it in the urinal when I went to the toilet. In the morning, I poured my feces and urine into it."
From the sewers outside the street, the whole street stinks."
"Last month, there were piles of garbage in the lower third district. I felt like vomiting when I passed by. My family lives on the 91st floor and my child said he didn't want to go to school because there is no elevator in the building and he has to climb 91 flights of stairs to go up and down."
"Previously, the entire lower third district was occupied by people who burned, killed, and looted. Who dared to go out on the street in the middle of the night?"
The aunt's voice became louder and louder: "Now, take a closer look. Apart from this line of defense, everything is not clean. Whose house has no electricity? Whose sewer has not been repaired?"
"Except for these people who are fighting for you, who of you is not clean? Look at yourselves and then look at them. In order for you to take refuge, they even have to pretend to be fierce and evil. You don't even know
What are their names? Do they have parents and children like us?"
The refugees looked at Xiao San and the others, only to see that they were covered in blood. Some of the blood was from rats, and some of it was their own.
There were splashes of mud on the family's clothes, and they were bitten by mice, leaving many holes, and their shoes were soaked.
All of them were in such a miserable state.
Looking back at themselves, the refugees were just lining up leisurely.
The aunt became emotional at first as she spoke, and the more she spoke, the more excited she became: "That big shot from the Qing family just now has been going out to save people again and again. Think about him, and then think about you, are you worthy of being saved?
, you just had a fight because of queuing!"
The mistress hurried over and said, "Auntie, please go back to the team. We can also find clothes ourselves."
The aunt glared at him: "Get out! You have no right to speak now!"
Mistress: "..."
Qin Shuli: "..."
Another aunt said to the refugees in the team: "Before they came, you talked every day about who would save the third district. Now that the people from the third district have come, you all just want to run away. Now you really
You can run away, but what will we do if they die? Can we continue to live in the stinking ditch like a dog? Live like a dog, is this the life you want?"
A young man came out of the team. He thought for a few seconds and said, "Let the women, children, and old people go first."
After saying that, he turned around and went home to get his clothes.
As soon as he left, dozens of people suddenly came out of the team and ran quickly to their homes.
Slowly, more and more people walked out of the queue and ran towards the buildings in the Lower Third District behind them. There was a power outage in the whole city, and some people even climbed more than 80 floors and wrapped all their clothes in sheets and rolled them.
come over.
Immediately afterwards, he also took out the kitchen knives at home. For a time, one-tenth of the people in the long, invisible line chose to quit, giving priority opportunities to others.
.
Compared with the team of more than five million at this time, one-tenth is half a million. This scale is quite terrifying, even ten times more than the number of people in the Parents' Association and the Federation of Societies.
There are also some young women who choose to stay: "I have learned medical first aid knowledge and originally wanted to be a nurse in the hospital, but they saw that I was from the Lower Third District and eliminated me. I see that you are hoarding some medicines."
, don’t send them all behind that door, leave some of them, and I will bandage your wounded.”
As they spoke, they actually called their neighbors, moved the promotional tents from roadside stores, and built several temporary treatment centers.
However, when they cut off the clothes on the wounds of the wounded, they couldn't help crying.
But I saw that everyone's wounds had deep blood marks. The wounds bitten by dirty rats had not been cleaned in time, and now they began to fester.
However, these same people were still fighting for them just now.
A nurse cried to the crowd: "Don't be stunned, come here and help!"
The defense line in the lower third district was originally very crude, because the disaster came so suddenly, and the family members had no time to do anything else except pick up a kitchen knife and block the gap with their lives.
At this moment, those refugees actually helped to slowly complete the things that a defense line should have: a rear medical point and a rest point for soldiers.
The aunts are even building a canteen, taking out all the ingredients that can be processed from each household, and even cooking a bowl of hot soup for the family members to warm them up is good.
Looking at this scene, Xiaosan suddenly understood what her parents said: when you treat the world sincerely, the world will definitely give you gifts.
This is the public support that the Parents’ Association needs.
After the disaster is over, these people will remember the goodness of the parent-teacher association, and only then will the parent-teacher association have the ability to continue to change the world.
"Thank you everyone, but you really don't have to put clothes on me," Xiaosan said in a panic, because he already had seven pieces of clothes hanging around his neck, and his whole body looked like a clothes hanger.
More than half a million people collected clothes, kitchen knives, and pans, and then rushed to hang them on their families. It was really overwhelming.
These people were too cold at first, but now they are too enthusiastic.
It was only after the aunt spoke again to maintain order that the refugees gradually came to their senses.
Xiaosan said: "Everyone, please feel free to continue to move and evacuate. We will definitely hold this line of defense before you all evacuate!"
Even if it means using your life.
At this time, someone shouted on the intercom: "Xiaosan, the rat tide is coming again!"
The family members looked back and saw that everyone was back behind the defense line, ready to fight.
The mistress whispered to Qin Shuli: "The parents have explained before that if the rat tide comes back within two hours, it means that the other party wants to consume our energy all the time and make us unable to eat or sleep well. It is not the key now.
Every moment, we must find a way to let everyone rest.”
At this time, the aunt just now appeared. She had a windbreaker around her neck, which looked like a battle robe and cloak. She also held two kitchen knives in her hands and said, "I will help you guard it too!"
Mistress: "..."
Qin Shuli: "..."
The mistress has never been so speechless in her life.
He turned around to face the rat tide, waiting for the arrival of those beasts: "If you can still move, keep fighting with me and defend to the death! Don't retreat even one step!"
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