The apocalypse begins with a dungeon game.

Chapter 139 Wake up! Everyone's rotten.

"Is that so...?" The person who asked the question hesitated.

The situation is so dire that many people haven't fully grasped it and are still out of sorts.

Feng Tian nodded and quickly transmitted the message to each mecha pilot via the communication device on his arm.

"Yes, the chance to escape is something you have to fight for."

After a pause, Feng Tian continued typing on the computer while conducting a big data analysis simulation.

"Based on the area of ​​the land sealed by the five layers of barriers under the high walls, only one-third of the people in our Upper City can enter."

"We can't get everyone to go there."

"There will be too many people, shoulder to shoulder, head to head. Not to mention whether there will be food supplies, we won't even be able to carry out normal activities."

"Anyone could die in a stampede."

"In order to ensure that the survivors have a sufficient area to survive, as well as supplies, my suggestion is to abandon two-thirds, or even more, of the population."

Among those present, not only was Ah-Zhu somewhat unable to accept it, but the others were also shocked and incredulous after hearing the analysis.

The situation took an unexpected turn and deteriorated rapidly.

Just a moment ago they were envisioning a bright future built by their own hands, but the death of the city lord instantly severed their lifeline.

Looking back now, their intimidating act of "killing the chicken to scare the monkey" at the city lord's mansion gate seemed so powerless.

"Couldn't we increase the quota a bit more? For example, we could kill everyone in the lower city and dump their bodies out... I... I know, I might have made a mistake..."

The speaker himself felt how absurd it was to say those words.

They no longer seem to have the same pure concept when they formed the organization as before.

Everyone is now filled with distracting thoughts, and all sorts of causes and effects are coming one after another.

"When will the evacuation begin? Who is qualified to enter the lower city?" Ah Zhu added, asking the most crucial question.

Feng Tian brushed her slightly spiky bangs aside, clearing her vision, and said, "Let's start right now. There's no need for an election; we just need to spread the word."

"As for the spots... first come, first served, that's fair. I've not failed to notify everyone. If someone didn't hear or see it, that's just luck telling them not to come."

"Once the quota expires, the teleportation channel to the lower city should be closed immediately."

Actually, they weren't ruthless enough.

If they were ruthless enough, the young man with the doubt would think to himself, "If I kill all the people in the lower city, the people in the upper city won't even bother to notify them to escape; they can just move on their own."

This way, resources are allocated in a limited way, and everyone benefits.

"Did we do something wrong...? If we hadn't tried to save the people of the lower city in the first place, to end their suffering, the city lord wouldn't have committed suicide, and the upper city wouldn't be facing this crisis today..."

The squad members in mechs nearby punched the guy who was spouting such discouraging remarks, slamming his head into the helmet.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang".

It emitted a unique metallic hum.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We've already done it, now we're going to start repenting?"

"You must always remember that we are not wrong. The problem lies with the city lord's monopoly and bullying. Are all of us who live in the city good people?"

"Wake up! Everyone here is rotten to the core! There are no truly good people in this world!"

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The Baijie Hotel in the lower city, which has not yet been demolished.

This is one of the last few places left for people in the lower town to rest and stay.

To meet the demands of the eerie guards, everyone worked tirelessly, leaving the entire lower city in ruins awaiting reconstruction.

At this point, the unexploded orchards become all the more precious.

They can also rest their feet, have some water to drink, and replenish their food supplies.

Wang Defa sat on the steps at the entrance of the restaurant, fanning himself with a large palm-leaf fan and looking depressed.

There were many people sitting on the ground near him.

Some people were so tired from working that they lay down on the cement floor and fell asleep right there in their dirty clothes.

They didn't care at all whether the surroundings were noisy or clean or messy.

"Where else could this peach blossom go? Li Lan has disappeared too..." Wang Defa poked Zhou Ye, who was leaning against the wall pretending to doze off, with the handle of his palm-leaf fan.

At this moment, Zhou Ye was dressed exactly like a farmer, looking tired and exhausted.

They didn't feel like they were making much progress on the quest in the instance, but they did get a lot of work done.

He swatted Wang Defa's fan away as if it were a mosquito.

The voice was lazy and indifferent:

"Who cares where he went? He's a big official now, unlike us, he's incredibly busy."

"Besides, you yourself said that Li Lan is by his side, and she is his bodyguard, but no one can touch a hair on his head."

"Even if it's weird, it's no good. You're worrying unnecessarily."

"Instead of wasting time, we should study and calculate whether those guys in Shangcheng who wanted to rebel succeeded. We brothers are going to Shangcheng with them as our backers."

"Once we get there, everything will be much easier..."

Wang Defa's face was full of displeasure as he grumbled as he picked up the fan that had been knocked away from the ground.

"You even know this? I have to say you're really oblivious. Have you noticed that there aren't any monsters left in our city now?"

"What does this mean? They have very likely succeeded in their rebellion."

"The peach blossoms, the plum blossoms, and Shen Yuan have all disappeared again..."

"Think about it carefully."

Zhou Ye immediately got goosebumps all over his body and quickly sat up straight from his slumped position.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his throat became dry and hoarse.

"No way, if they really want to leave, they should at least take us dungeon players with them. They can't possibly leave the dungeon first, can they?"

"Besides, if Peach Blossom and the others successfully exit the dungeon and become the first to clear it, wouldn't that be a good thing for us?"

"When we came in, the base gave everyone two access cards, so there shouldn't be any problems."

Wang Defa continued to fan himself with his palm-leaf fan, trying to dispel the sweltering heat.

"Do I care who leaves the instance first? I'm just calculating with you where they are."

"Of course I'm not afraid of who wins; everyone has a safety net."

"I'm not afraid as long as they're still active in the lower city."

"The problem is that they went to the upper city secretly, and nobody knows what's going on there."

"It's not certain whether Li Lan's safety can be guaranteed if he's left to protect Tao Hua alone."

"It's better to be safe than sorry..."

As Wang Defa sighed, Zhou Ye's expression also turned serious.

In the distance, a sudden commotion broke out at the lower city gate.

People who were lying or sitting on the street all got up and automatically dispersed to the two sides.

They surrounded the person who came out of the city gate barrier, whispering and their voices grew increasingly chaotic, as if they were watching some novel animal.

"What's going on over there?" People relaxing and cooling off near the entrance of the Baijie Hotel asked loudly towards the other side.

"It's hard to explain, come and see for yourselves!"

Seeing this, Wang Defa and Zhou Ye quickly got up from the ground and followed the crowd to join in the fun.