"Yue Ziquan, Sister Lu asked you to bring people to the east side of the shelter to maintain order and ensure everyone's safety."
After turning the three newly discovered zombies into sieves, Yue Ziquan received a private message from Yuan Juan.
He was a little surprised. Didn't Yuan Juan bring two thousand people to maintain order with Sister Lu this morning? Was two thousand people not enough?
Yue Ziquan didn't think too much about it. Since it was Sister Lu's order, the first thing he had to do was to execute it, not ask.
Then, he led five thousand temporarily formed half-baked soldiers to the east side of the shelter. He was shocked when he arrived. No wonder Sister Lu asked him to come over as reinforcements. With Yuan Juan's manpower, it was indeed not enough to maintain order.
Below them was a sea of people. Everywhere was filled with people. The surging tide of people flowed from the west to the east like a flood. Yue Ziquan and the others floated in the air and looked into the distance, but they couldn't see the end of the crowd.
"How many people are there?"
Yue Ziquan murmured in amazement. The scene in front of him was the most spectacular scene he had ever seen in his life. He had never seen so many people even on TV.
"I swear to be loyal to Sister Lu!"
Millions of people shouted in unison. Their voices were earth-shattering as they stared at the beautiful and noble girl in the air with burning passion.
"The sky of this world is going to be overturned by Sister Lu."
Yue Ziquan sighed. Under the influence of the emotions of millions of people, he had the urge to swear loyalty to Luo Xiaolu again, even though his admiration for Luo Xiaolu had reached its peak.
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…
No one noticed that at this moment, in the dense crowd, a short-haired young man raised his head and stared at Luo Xiaolu like everyone else.
Everyone else's eyes were filled with passion and excitement, but his eyes were cold and filled with hatred.
His name was Ye Zesheng. Originally, like everyone else, he worshipped Luo Xiaolu as a savior and felt that she was the hope to save all of humanity.
But since his father was killed by zombies last night to buy pork for him, his admiration for Luo Xiaolu turned into unforgettable hatred.
She was a fake savior!
Ye Zesheng swore that he would drag down the noble girl in the air.
So what if she was a savior? So what if she was a goddess?
I will make you pay the price! I will destroy you!
Luo Xiaolu had no idea that she was being targeted by a wolf. She picked up the loudspeaker and directed the people below to enter the shelter. The surging tide of people slowly moved forward.
Ye Zesheng was caught up in the raging anger of revenge and did not notice that the group had begun to move forward. For a moment, he was pushed to the ground by the people behind him. Just as dozens of feet were about to step on him, a thick and powerful hand suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the crowd.
"Little bro, be careful and don't get distracted. If so many people find out about the stampede, it will be very scary."
Yue Ziquan warned Ye Zesheng.
Ye Zesheng was indifferent. But when he saw the gun in Yue Ziquan's hand, a light flashed in his eyes.
"Thank you," he said.
"Anyway, be careful in the future."
Yue Ziquan waved his hand and turned around, intending to leave and head to the next area to maintain order.
"Wait!" Ye Zesheng called out.
"What's wrong? You can just enter the shelter with them. "Yue Ziquan looked at him in surprise.
Ye Zesheng was silent for a moment before asking, "What do I have to do to be able to wear a gun like you?"
"Gun?" Yue Ziquan paused for a moment before laughing. "This is not something that anyone can wear. You should just go and build the camp with the others."
Ye Zesheng did not give up and continued, "I admire Sister Lu a lot. I joined the shelter to work for Sister Lu. Please … give me this opportunity!"
"You really want to work for Sister Lu?"
Ye Zesheng nodded. "In my eyes, Sister Lu is a god. I'm willing to do anything for Sister Lu!"
Yue Ziquan pondered for a moment and was a little moved by the other party's loyalty.
Loyalty was the most important thing for a soldier.
"How about this? You enter the shelter first and contact me privately at night. My name is Yue Ziquan."
Yue Ziquan patted his shoulder and turned to leave.
Ye Zesheng's gaze followed the submachine gun behind him closely before looking at Luo Xiaolu in the air.
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Yue Ziquan, Yuan Juan, and the others originally thought that today would be similar to yesterday. At most, there would be more people seeking shelter during the day and fewer people at night. Even Luo Xiaolu thought the same.
However, they did not expect that when night came, the number of people did not decrease. Instead, it increased crazily.
Under the cold moonlight, the mountains and plains were filled with people. The tide of people was like an endless stream. People were constantly gathering from all directions.
Faced with such a huge crowd, Yuan Juan felt nothing but shock. After maintaining order for an entire day, her voice was hoarse from all the shouting. Luo Xiaolu was even busier than her. While the others were having a sumptuous meal in the shelter, she could only eat cold water and bread to fill her stomach. She even had to go to the toilet until she couldn't take it anymore. Every second she wasted meant that the hundreds of thousands of people below had to wait for her.
"Sister Lu, there are already more than four million people in the shelter … Do you want to take a rest?"
Yuan Juan wanted to say something but stopped. She sent a private message to Luo Xiaolu.
Four million people was a terrifying number. Before last night, she did not even dare to think about it, but today, it was happening right in front of her eyes.
Fortunately, these four million people all worshipped and admired Luo Xiaolu. With Luo Xiaoluo's deterrence, even the most stubborn troublemakers became as obedient as quails after entering the sanctuary. They didn't dare to do anything illegal.
Therefore, even though Ceng Fugui, Zheng Yiming, and Sun Shun in the camp were so dizzy that they didn't even know who their father was, the four million people in the fallout shelter didn't cause any trouble. Everyone was consciously cutting wood and building houses.
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"Rest?"
Luo Xiaolu frowned slightly.
She was definitely tired, but she was tired and happy. She had earned more than four billion gold coins today. Not only could she upgrade the shelter to level seven, but she could even reach level eight.
If she could, she would rather not rest. After all, she was doing the great task of saving all of humanity. Every minute was worth millions of gold coins. The sooner she could build a level ten shelter, the sooner she could save the world.
Compared to the entire human race, what was a little tiring for herself?
However, even if she did not rest, she had to think about others.
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