Serving the people does not mean being their babysitter.
Don't even think about saying they are fake.
If the army really risked their lives to come in and rescue people, and they had to work part-time as cleaners, how disheartened would they be? This is too shameless.
Fu Anan glanced at this person indifferently.
"Our Falcon Squad has been tasked with protecting Professor Deng Chongyu."
"What do you mean? We ordinary people are not worthy of protection?" The middle-aged man did not expect that he would be refuted in public.
"You can understand it this way." Fu Anan nodded.
"We in the Falcon Squad usually save people based on our mood, and we won't save those who don't perform well."
"You still have twisted ideas!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened, "Falcon Squad, right? I'll complain to your captain about you!"
"complaint?"
Fu Anan pointed at Fu Yizhi who was beside her.
"This is the biggest leader of our team, would you like to try it?"
"You!" The middle-aged man squeezed the plastic bottle in his hand and made a crackling sound. He looked at Fu Yizhi.
"Sir, look at the soldiers under your command, don't you care about them?!"
Then he got one word, "Get lost."
The middle-aged man immediately became depressed and sat back in his seat with an embarrassed look on his face. Since this troublemaker didn't show up, the rest of the people had to sort out the garbage honestly.
After lunch, some people started to sleep.
Some people took out the gold ornaments or valuables they brought with them to gamble.
Others move around or train.
In short, everyone started doing their own thing.
Fu Anan sat on the stool, dozed off with his eyes closed, and constantly trained his spatial ability in his mind.
She felt that her space seemed to have become a little bigger.
The mastery of abilities also becomes more comfortable.
When exercising in the sea of consciousness, not only spatial ability but also hearing seems to be improved.
She could hear the sound of cotton tearing all around her, sizzling, and the faint noise made by small insects crawling on plastic paper.
The sound was as continuous as the rain outside.
She had been sitting there for so long that her curiosity about the sound had turned into annoyance.
She opened her eyes and saw several people in the corridor cleaning up the old clothes piled up at the end. These were the clothes they took off after escaping. Although they were rotten, they were still full of the smell of acid rain.
At this time they had the door open to clean and the smell came in.
"Can't you just close the door?"
Someone shouted outside and then slammed the door shut.
Those who are busy outside are those with the best temper or those who are most bullied. Even if they are scolded, they dare not say a word and just continue to work.
It took about half an hour to clear all the garbage outside. There was still a puddle of water on the ground, which turned the originally white walls and floor tiles into a scorched yellow.
The smell did not weaken, but became stronger because the obstacle was removed.
But this is much better than before.
Almost no one noticed.
—
Fu Anan picked her ears. She could hear that sound as long as she entered a state of meditation. It was in the wall.
"Wanwan, is there something different about the walls on this floor?"
She asked Shen Wan.
This question actually revealed something.
"It's covered with a special acid-proof material." Shen Wan replied.
“It’s not just the walls, it’s the ceiling above, the floor tiles under your feet, all covered with that material.
This is the main reason why we stay on the sixth floor.”
(End of this chapter)