After Zhang Zedong finished speaking, Du Shen was shaken.
This is not an exaggeration.
Anyone with a bit of common sense can think of the series of subsequent troubles after being pointed out.
However, while they were discussing, the door of the room was opened.
It was not opened by Du Shen.
It wasn't Shen Wan who opened it.
There is only one left... the old professor.
Everyone looked at him in disbelief, not understanding why he did that.
The old professor sat in his seat and looked over. Facing the surprised looks of the crowd, he was very calm. "As the director of the Meteorological Research Institute, I hope that every surviving citizen who comes here can be protected."
He then turned his gaze towards Du Shen and Shen Wan, "As your teacher, I hope to set a good example for you.
In the face of great difficulties, the teacher does not want you to be selfless to the point of having no bottom line, nor does he want you to be so cold and selfish as to have no humanity.
Whenever you are able, try to be kind.”
"I understand, teacher."
Hearing this, the two lowered their heads in shame.
Zhang Zedong seemed to have received some inspiration as well, and was deep in thought.
Just at this moment, the person who had just asked for help below rushed up.
With a pungent smell of acid rain and strange cries, they rushed into the lobby on the sixth floor. They sat on the ground wailing, and the first thing they did was to take off their clothes.
Even though I was wrapped in several thick layers, many parts of my body were soaked by the acid rain.
These people's bodies were covered with scars of varying sizes caused by strong acid corrosion, and they looked extremely hideous.
Even more terrifying are their feet.
After untying the foot bindings that were wrapped around and around, all the bindings that were in direct contact with the ground were wet.
The flesh on his feet had rotted due to acid rain and was stuck to the cloth strips before being peeled off.
Black flesh and deep red blood were infecting each other. In some places, the wounds were so deep that bones could be seen. The wounds were extremely hideous.
Du Shen and Shen Wan, who were seeing this kind of scene for the first time, turned pale. It was only until the old professor took out medicine to treat external injuries from the storage room that they followed him and went up to help.
Fu Anan stood aside without moving. She silently counted the number of people here, a total of twenty-four.
These people are all young and middle-aged men, there are no women.
And where they sit.
It is obvious that they were divided into two groups unintentionally, with the 38th parallel in the middle clearly dividing the two groups.
"An'an, what are you standing there for? Come and help!" Shen Wan shouted to Fu An'an while holding a bandage.
"I don't know how to bandage the wound."
Fu Anan took a deep breath after hearing this, walked over to take a look at the man's hands, and then threw the gauze to him.
"This guy's hand is fine, he can fix it himself."
The movements are quick, clean and smooth, and the efficiency in solving problems is also extremely high.
After she was done, she patted Shen Wan on the shoulder and suggested to her, "Instead of bandaging the wound of a person with intact hands, you might as well go in and fetch a bucket of water. That will be more tempting."
"water?!"
When they heard this word, they reacted greatly.
They had been thirsty for many days, and even wanted to collect rainwater from the sky to relieve their thirst. Everyone stared at Shen Wan eagerly, as if she herself was the bucket of water.
Shen Wan was a little frightened and hurriedly ran in to move it.
Good nightヽ(*з｀*)～
(End of this chapter)