In the mayor's office in the Motu City Government Building.
A middle-aged man frowned and quickly flipped through documents that he had no time to process today. From time to time, he made the sound of turning pages. As the mayor of a frontline city in a reconstruction area, he was under tremendous pressure every day. . He has only been in office for just half a year, and at the age of thirty-five, he already has deep wrinkles on his forehead. He has also lost a few pounds, and the belly he developed before the apocalypse has disappeared without a trace.
The windows of the entire office were sealed with a thick layer of black paper, making it seem a bit stuffy. Even with the fan blowing, it still made him sweat. There is a huge power shortage in the reconstruction area. Even as the mayor of a city, it is impossible for him to obtain air conditioners. As a luxury product for human enjoyment, production lines for air conditioners have long been discontinued.
He kept making instructions in the document, and then the ringtone of his cell phone rang without warning.
He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was the director of the Information Monitoring Center. His body tensed up instantly. He quickly glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. This time was already the off-duty time. His heart skipped a beat. After a while, I had a bad premonition and called at this time. I was afraid that another accident might have happened.
Not long after he was connected, his face became extremely ugly.
"This is your answer, why haven't the signs been detected before?" Mayor Wu roared in a low voice.
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"This is not the first time. I don't want to listen to explanations. If you can, go talk to the dead victims! What I need is a guarantee!" He tugged at Chen's clothes button irritably. Mayor Wu vented for a while and hung up the phone, but he also knew that the Security Monitoring Center was not to blame. There was really no better technology to monitor the underground.
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"Secretary Zhang, it seems that you have also received the situation. Now the community has been sealed off, and the guard troops have been dispatched recently! We are trying our best to organize the evacuation of the people!" He called the municipal party committee secretary again to ventilate the situation.
He hung up the phone and felt his mouth was dry for a while. He picked up the tea cup and wanted to drink water, but found that the tea cup was already empty. He felt irritated. If it was half a year ago, this teacup would have been scrapped long ago. But in the past six months, he had experienced this kind of thing countless times and had already learned to adjust himself.
After a long time, he put the tea cup back where it was and continued to review the documents.
However, not long after he sat down, the phone rang again. He took out his phone and saw that it was still the director of the Security Monitoring Center. He frowned, but still hurriedly answered the call.
"What! Not one, but a group. How many are there in total?" Mayor Wu said loudly, with disbelief on his face.
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"Have you informed Secretary Zhang and Master Liu?" Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise not far away, and the splashing gravel hit the window, making a clanging sound, and even the ground shook slightly. The door was knocked open, and it was his secretary.
"The mayor's place is no longer safe. We must evacuate to the safe house immediately." The secretary said seriously.
"No, as the mayor, I have to stay here. You can go out first." Mayor Wu hesitated and immediately refused. Although he was a little nervous, his face remained calm. As the mayor of a city, if he took the initiative to escape at such a critical moment, there is no doubt that his political life would be over. In serious cases, he might not even be able to save his life. .
This is not a time of peace. In troubled times, heavy codes are used. As far as he knew, there were no less than a thousand cadres who had been punished for dereliction of duty in recent years, some of whom were much higher than him.
"Then I'll stay here to protect you." The secretary said expressionlessly.
Mayor Wu nodded, feeling slightly relieved. His secretary was not just a secretary, he was a powerful evolver of level four. To him, ordinary mutated creatures were like killing chickens and slaughtering sheep.
Next, the phone call almost never stopped, and he was giving various orders quickly. I don't know when, the sound of gunfire outside the window was loud, and there was a thick smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.
The frontline city is different from other cities. It is one step away from the real battlefield and is the last protective barrier in the reconstruction area.
In addition to various powerful defensive weapons, an entire division is stationed in the city for a long time. If damage is not considered and heavy artillery is used, not to mention a dozen desert burrowing worms, even a small and medium-sized beast wave can be easily eliminated.
However, this kind of order can only be issued as a last resort, and it will itself bear political responsibility.
At this time, a shell landed heavily not far from the city hall, making a deafening explosion. Dust shook off the wooden building. Mayor Wu's ears were buzzing from the explosion. He secretly clenched his fists and held his palms in his hands. Already wet.
But he remained motionless. He always thought that he was a lucky person. When the fangs first appeared in the end of the world, he and his wife and children were traveling in Tibet. When they returned, he was stranded due to flight problems. This time he was not Normal events made him keenly aware of the danger. He asked for sick leave from his work unit and encouraged his wife to do the same, and then stayed in Tibet for a long time.
In the early days of the end of the world, Tibet was undoubtedly safe. When other provinces fell one after another, Tibet barely changed. But when Tibet really became dangerous, the Great Migration began, and he successfully squeezed into the first group of the Great Migration. One bus.
And his career also began to change. Due to the large number of vacancies in various positions, he was given huge opportunities. From a deputy department-level cadre before the end of the world, he had become a department-level cadre in just two years.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered the notice he received from his superiors today. His heart moved. He turned to his secretary and asked: "Have the survivors I told you about today arrived?"
The secretary shook his head: "No news received."
Mayor Wu frowned slightly: "It shouldn't be possible. I received a notice saying that they will arrive tonight."
"Maybe it will be a little later, maybe there was an accident. Who are they?" the secretary said disapprovingly, thinking that he had met a relative from another family. This kind of situation had happened in the past, until recently because of There were fewer survivors, and they gradually became extinct.
"It's a telegram from above. He is an evolution like you and is said to be extremely powerful." Mayor Wu said without concealing it. The secretary has a relatively close relationship to begin with, and both suffer losses and prosper. What's more, he is also an evolution. Or, at a critical moment, it can save his life.
The secretary's heart trembled, and his face became serious. Perhaps the fourth-level evolved people were extremely powerful in the eyes of ordinary people, but there were more than tens of thousands of people with this kind of strength in the entire reconstruction area, not to mention tens of thousands. And the evolver who can leave an impression on it must be at least level five, maybe even level six.
"I'll go check it out!"