Tomorrow's Ark, Second International

The dark cave, the crowd fleeing with flashlights, and the fate of being covered in mud.

When she wanted to see more clearly, Shuangxing suddenly opened her eyes, and at the same time, the transparent personnel disappeared like mist without a trace.

The infusion stand hanging on the top of the hospital bed began to shake irregularly, and the water cup placed on the bedside table also spread ripples.

Shuang Xing didn't panic, but just sat on the edge of the bed, stroked his uncomfortable forehead, recalled the second dream just now, and wondered whether it was an early warning or not.

There are too many temporarily unexplainable situations in this world, but the clear place I went to for the first time produces a familiar sense of sight, not to mention the prophecy spells that the ancient Sarkaz people did master.

If it was really an early warning, then who was the person in the cave just now?

"Ah, you're not scared, are you?"

The ward opened, and a nurse came in from the outside, and handed water to Frost Star. It is always good to drink some water when you are uncomfortable. Now the cold air around Frost Star is not so difficult to approach, and there is no need for Tikri Di is always with me.

"Just now, was there an earthquake?"

"Well, a small earthquake."

In fact, the mobile city itself has a good shock absorption effect, which can make the residents in the mobile city feel the shock. This earthquake is definitely not a small one.

"Everyone was a little scared. The only one who was injured was the coward who jumped off the stairs by himself."

As she said that, the nurse laughed out loud. The edelweiss is not very big, but the news is enough to spread throughout the city in ten minutes, let alone the only injured person, the hospital naturally has first-hand information .

"Yes, that's good."

Her expression was slightly relieved, but Shuangxing couldn't be completely relieved no matter what. The little nurse didn't know what was going on outside of Edelweiss. In fact, there were indeed some injured people in the mine.

The person in charge who is mining the metal mine also feels that he is lucky. If he uses the mine tunnel to dig, it is definitely not as simple as a few people being injured.

The Balrog who had been taken away could be regarded as doing something good unintentionally, but this can't be used as a reason for him to reduce his punishment.

Compared with the internationally controlled mines, the rescue team at the other end encountered real trouble. When the earthquake hit, they were still transporting the injured miners in the mine tunnel. Although they started to run out at the first moment of the earthquake, the two The feet are always a little slower.

"Hey, Morrison, don't look back."

To say that the slowest runner in the team may be the injured and weak Morrison. He has been able to persist until now almost always being led by idle wolves.

Seeing that the exit was ahead, the idle wolf who was half carrying him suddenly said such a sentence inexplicably, and was thrown out by a girl who was nearly ten years younger than him.

At the same time, the mine tunnel collapsed, and Idle Wolf was buried alive inside.

However, what chilled Morrison the most was that those subordinates who seemed to love the idle wolf did not show a trace of sadness, nor were they prepared to save people.

"I said, your conscience won't hurt!"

He scolded the left and right people like this, jumping up and down like a clown under everyone's puzzled eyes, but everyone was still indifferent.

"Oh, conscience, what are you talking about?"

The person who suddenly appeared behind him was the person he thought gave up his life to save him.

"Ghost!"

Well, an unreliable adult male is still afraid of ghosts.

Chapter 681

"I'm going, I'm leaving this place!"

How embarrassing is it that a dark-skinned man can actually see a blush on his face? Of course, it may also be because of anger.

"You still owe us a lot of money, including treatment expenses, rescue expenses, you understand."

Idle Wolf crossed his hands in front of his chest, revealing a sneer that belonged to a capitalist. When he read the novel, he was naturally very upset when he saw the protagonist being threatened by others like this, but when he became the one threatening, he naturally felt different when his buttocks were crooked.

"Don't say that treatment and rescue are not free, even miracles and magic are not free, this is such a world."

"I'm still rich..."

Anyway, he is a prospector, and his salary is still much better than that of those front-line workers. Over the past few years, he has saved a lot of savings, which are stored in the bank of his hometown.

"I'll return the money to you when I go back."

"Alright, alright."

The idle wolf didn't say anything about the need for mortgage or anything, and even the fee was just a way to keep it, and she wasn't prepared to really care about such a sum of money.

Although I don't understand why this person lost his temper so inexplicably, but since he made up his mind to leave, Idle Wolf also recognized it. Of course, she felt that Morrison might not be able to return to his hometown with his current appearance. Something good happens.

Maybe this trip back to his hometown will really cut off all his escape routes. I still remember that the most important way to force people to go to Liangshan is to cut off their back roads, so that people have nowhere to go except Liangshan.

The idle wolf will not take the initiative to calculate, but since Morrison has become what he is now, there are many people who want to calculate him. When his retreat is completely cut off, he will naturally come back here .

"If you can't survive, come back, at least I can provide you with a job."

"I won't come back if I fail, and I will pay back what I owe you soon..."

Morrison, who had made up his mind not to have anything to do with International in the future, was not so firm, because the motorcycle he was riding now was also provided by International.

Without this means of transportation, he might not be able to return to his own city even if he walked to death on two legs.

Mechanical Cabbage City is quite a city name with REM Billiton's characteristics. You can tell from the name that there are a large number of Cates living in this city, and only these people will name the city after their favorite food.

The word "machine" in the big head also points out that the industries that make a living in the city are the production of all kinds of mechanical equipment, ranging from clocks and watches to machine tools, which are their business content. Therefore, a large amount of minerals are needed to support the development of the city. Otherwise, Morrison would not have gone to work so far from the city.

Although the name of the city is nice, the environment itself is not so beautiful. The closer you get to the city, the more oppressive the air will be. This is not a metaphor, but a real thing.

Look at the black mist floating over the city. It is a by-product of ore smelting for a long time. Even if the city moves, it will only make the black mist disappear temporarily. Once it stops, it will gather again soon.

It's like giving the city a black umbrella.

But even in such a harsh environment, Morrison still breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the black mist. This is still his home anyway, and he will naturally feel a little relaxed when he returns home, even floating in the air. The smell of rust in it has also become so charming.

Twisting the accelerator on the grip, Morrison couldn't wait to go home quickly, even though he was the only one at home.

It's a pity that the joyful mood couldn't change the cold reality. He wanted to enter the city but was stopped by the city guards.

They looked at Morrison, who had ore crystals growing on his body, as if they were facing an enemy, and almost pointed their weapons at this innocent man, but what made people sad was not the fear, but the disgust and disgust in it.

Severely infected people will be restricted no matter which country they are in, because they are in a state where they may die at any time, and dead severely infected people will explode, in the true sense of the word.

Although this kind of explosion has no lethality, the infection it brings is enough to give every ruler a headache. Of course, civilians will also feel fear. This is also human nature, and it is not something worthy of criticism.

However, the feeling of the client Morrison is not so good. He is now undergoing various interrogations in front of the guards, and the most important thing is to confirm his identity certificate.

"Name."

"Morrison, Edmond Morrison."

"Place of residence."

"14 267th Street."

Hearing this, the guard froze for a moment, he lived nearby and had never heard of such a number one person.

If a heavily infected person lives in a building, this is a major event that will affect housing prices, and it is impossible for everyone to know about it.

"You're lying, I haven't seen you."

"I don't, I'm a Rio Tinto employee and I wasn't what I was before this mission."

Well, yet another poor man turned into this by mining.

The guard labeled Morrison in his heart, because it was not uncommon for people to be infected by work, but he had only seen one who was infected to this extent, but he still showed a business-like attitude.

"Since you're an employee of Rio Tinto, it's easy to handle. Do you have an employee license?"

"No..."

His belongings were either destroyed after the explosion, or used or discarded during the two weeks of survival, how could there be such things preserved.

"The fingerprints?"

Morrison raised his hand and gave the guard a look. The fingerprints on it had long been blurred, and ore disease would destroy some biological characteristics, and fingerprints were naturally included, with the exception of the most fundamental genetic material.

"So dude, how do you prove that you are you?"

In fact, the guards had already found Morrison's profile in the terminal, but the person in the profile photo did not match the one in front of him at all, and it looked like they were two people.

Take a look at what's written on this file.

[Emond Morrison, dead, the file will be canceled on the [-]st of next month]

A person marked as dead suddenly appeared, what happened?

The reason why the guards continued to work was that they sympathized with Morrison on the one hand, and they were afraid that it would be troublesome if they angered him.

"How to prove that I am me?"

Morrison never thought that he would face this kind of problem one day. I believe that every normal person is confused, but he really has nothing to do.

Do a DNA test?

Then there must be something that can be compared and matched. Before today, he never thought that he would encounter such a problem.

Chapter 682 The Cold Reality

The person who spoke was not a big man, but just a guard who happened to be in charge of the gatekeeper, and he might not be considered an official if he insisted.

As the so-called county magistrate is not as good as the current one, Morrison happened to be able to walk into the city where he has lived for 30 years under his intercession, just to trouble him to put on a coat that can cover the ore crystals coat.

"Why let him in, he's already 'dead'."

"But the appearance of a 'dead' person is bound to cause some troubles, and you can't kill him here."

The guard laughed after hearing his supervisor's speech.

"Isn't that for sure? I have no grievances with him. The salary from above and the benefits from those big companies are not enough to kill people."

“So it’s better to just let it in. It’s our right to put a person with citizenship in. No one can say that we did something wrong.

At that time, it is not our responsibility if this person really causes any trouble. Do you understand when I say that? "

"Haha, I'll buy you a drink when I get off work."

Although they are superior and subordinate, the relationship between the two is not bad, otherwise the supervisor would not be able to speak, otherwise even if the guard had a conflict with that person, it would not be his responsibility.

Morrison didn't know that he would be regarded as a huge trouble. As a citizen who has obeyed the law for 30 years, even if he was a little angry, he would not go to the point of breaking out of conflict, and would only find other ways.

Fortunately, he still entered the city, and after entering the city, what he wanted to do the most was to go home, return to his familiar nest, and then talk about other things.

Walking through the streets where he has lived for decades, passing by those small stalls that he has missed for a long time, it was hard for him to resist the idea of ​​having a meal.