Li Han, who returned to the hotel, was munching on the burger and the sports drink. From last night to now, he has been busy without a break.

Fortunately, now that no one is coming to trouble Li Han, Li Han can rest quietly for a while.

Li Han didn't know if Zhao Lian could continue to control the refugee camp after losing Kaisheng. If they couldn't control the refugee camp, would they continue to attack the Central Hotel?

The answer is yes!

As long as hunger exists, as long as doomsday exists, human life seems to be worth less than a bite!

However, by sorting out Kaisheng's discourse, which is said to be a large list of information, in fact, the actual valuable things obtained are pitifully small.

Who is the enemy?Where is the source?What are you studying?The most important thing is how to crack it?

These are basically nothing, except this key!

Taking out the golden key in his trouser pocket, Li Han stared at the number zero on it, always feeling that the number was covered in blood, with bones looming!
All the answers are there. Only by going to see it for yourself can you get the final truth. Of course, it may be gone forever, and it will just add a floating bone to the terrifying No. [-] laboratory.

Just thinking about it uneasily, Li Han gradually fell asleep. The battle of wits and courage all morning, plus running for several miles with someone on his back, made him exhausted.

night!

The death of Ma Wei left the refugees at a loss!
And Zhao Lian is not the backbone in their hearts, he hides far behind, making the refugees despise and cast aside him.

However, they have no choice, the food has been exhausted, but the central hotel has enough food, so most of the refugees still gather near the central hotel, the crowd is dark but dead silent, they just move numbly, their eyes Slow and eager.

From the hunger of the stomach, from the desire of the soul!
Those who are hungry and can't take it can go to the hotel. If they can rush in, they can have a full meal. If they can't, they can just leave this world and don't have to suffer this kind of pain.

What he could hold back was staring at those dead people, waiting for his next turn.

I don’t know how many waves of refugees have been repulsed outside the central hotel. Just like the ancient siege, the intensity is relatively low now. After all, it is not a swarm of swarms, and the people of the central hotel can still have a little rest.

However, with the passage of time, the man standing at the top is no longer as elegant as before. He is bearded and disheveled. He cursed someone over and over again, and urged someone in the laboratory over and over again. Urging the security team to rotate, defend, and charge.

He felt that he was not a president, but more like a general who planned strategies, a general who was about to be driven crazy.

Why did things become like this?

Hu Lin didn't know!
He only knows that if this continues, the place will either be killed by the poisonous fog or be attacked by refugees!

These refugees are gradually going crazy now!

Hunger tortures them!

Pain tormented them!

Death tormented them!

Even if they don't eat people, they still maintain their rationality as humans!

Looking at the refugees who died outside, his heart was also bleeding. This was once a symbol of the prosperity of the Lycra Group and the Lycra Island!

Madan!

There was already a heavy panting sound from the other end of the walkie-talkie, and he knew that he was too tired there!
24 hours of uninterrupted defense, one defense is ten days!
Security team, too tired!
Hammering on the glass window fiercely, looking at the poisonous mist moving slowly but firmly in the distance, Hu Lin knew that time was running out!
The night was still under the bright lights of the central hotel, and it was not peaceful. Some refugees disappeared, some entered the poisonous smog, and more still lingered near the central hotel, praying for a ray of light.

"No. 13 days! The poisonous smog has already occupied 2/3 of the inner city!"

"1/5 of the sick people have not received effective treatment and have died!"

"The poisonous smog has taken the lives of 1/5 of the people on Laika Island!"

"Hunger and pain have killed 1/5 of the population on Laika Island!"

"1/5 of the crowd ventured into the poisonous fog to search for supplies and never came out again!"

"The refugee crowd has no leader and gathers near the central hotel!"

"The Lycra Group is about to complete the purification project!"

When Li Han woke up the next day, in addition to another bunch of horrifying death figures, there were also two news about the camp.

What concerned him the most was the purification project of the Lycra Group, which seemed to be shining in the world like the dawn in the darkness.

Li Han blinked his eyes, his face overflowing with excitement. To be honest, he was happy at first when he got the news about Laboratory Zero from Kaisheng, but when he finished listening, he only had one Feel.

Creepy!

Nine deaths!
If there is no way for the Lycra Group, he must go to the Odd Work Research Institute to find out the truth and close the source.

All this will be done in the unknown, he doesn't know who the enemy is, and he doesn't know where the source is.

According to Kaisheng's description, there is a high probability that he will die there!
That being the case, if the Laika Group can successfully contain the poisonous smog, of course he will not have to venture into that unknown space, the space that feels extremely evil just by listening to it.

At the very least, Li Han was happy today. Looking out the window at the poisonous fog approaching here, Li Han felt a little less heavy.

After packing up his backpack, leaving a few packages and empty bottles behind, Li Han moved to the poisonous fog in the distance again.

Walking all the way to the vicinity of the Coconut Hotel, there is no one here at this time. Now with the encroachment of the poisonous fog, basically all the refugees have gathered around the central hotel. Either they open the door to have a full meal, or they sleep here forever. This has become the last place of hope.

And those who can go will go, and those who can't go will never be able to go.

When Li Han walked into the Coconut Hotel again, compared to the last time he left, the current hotel was even more dilapidated and messy, broken dregs could be seen everywhere, and a pool of dry blood spread from the lobby to the upstairs, black flies and insects were in disorder fly.

Li Han walked up along the bloodstains, and the guardrails of the corridor were broken and fell down!
How many people are fighting here?

He couldn't imagine the level of chaos that day!

Finally, on the third floor, Li Han found his torn and tattered rucksack, with pieces of damaged clothes beside him.

Li Han remembered that it was the young man who broke his arm with a pattern on his clothes!

It seems that none of the trio escaped in the end!
Li Han didn't just lament the last days of bullshit!

He turned his head and walked towards a certain room on the third floor. He didn't dare to go to a floor that was too high, otherwise he wouldn't check, and the poisonous fog spread so far that he wouldn't even have a place to run!

Now that all the refugees are running to the central hotel, he is not very afraid of someone breaking in, but he still has to cover the door just in case.

Li Han stared blankly at the poisonous fog in the distance while eating the hamburger!
What I pray in my heart is that the purification project will be successfully researched as soon as possible!

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