No one was talking in the dormitory. The TV on the wall was muted, playing a boring old movie silently. Someone was playing a song on an old cell phone. The soft female voice sounded in this small space, diluting the suffocating feeling a little.
Someone suddenly said, "Hey, stop playing the song, it's time for the Central City News now."
The singing stopped, the volume of the TV was turned up, Yan Bubu rested her head on Feng Chen's arm, and they listened to the news together.
"According to the news just released by the Central City Research Institute, the substance covering the sky is confirmed to be harmless to the human body. Please don't worry. The military is also looking for the source of this substance..."
Someone patted the bed board and said, "It's been several days, and you still don't know what this is?"
"It's not that easy. Didn't you hear the news yesterday? We can't analyze the composition of this substance. It will take some time to find out the source."
"The Central City Research Institute is useless. After so many years of researching the zombie virus, is there any progress at all? Look at how many zombies there are under our city? Maybe we will become one of them tomorrow. Sigh..."
"Maybe today..."
"In fact, I heard a rumor that the Eastern Alliance had developed a way to fight against zombies a long time ago, but the most critical thing was lost in the earthquake."
"What is it?"
"How should I know?"
"Impossible, this is definitely fake news. Even if a method that was developed so long ago is lost, we can continue to study it according to the original method, right?"
"Didn't I tell you it's just gossip? Don't take it seriously, just listen to it."
When Yan Bubu heard this, he looked up at Feng Chen, but seeing that he had his eyes closed, he remained silent.
Soon, a bell rang, and the footsteps in the corridor soon disappeared. The soldier's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Everyone return to your room and prepare to have your temperature taken."
When Yan Bubu heard this, he quickly pushed Feng Chen again. Feng Chen knew what he wanted to say, and said it for him in a light tone: "It feels so familiar, just like returning to the underground resettlement site."
Lines of soldiers passed by the door, and every two stopped in front of a room: "Wake up, take your temperature."
Everyone stood up and stood at the door, and Yan Bubu and Feng Chen lined up at the end.
When testing the body temperature, he found that the uniforms of the two soldiers in front of him were still different, and the vertical stripes on the cuffs and collars were two different colors. After the temperature test, he told Feng Chen about this discovery.
Feng Chen replied: "The ones with white stripes are the Western Alliance, and the ones with dark red stripes are the Eastern Alliance."
Yan Bubu said with a smile: "Are the Eastern and Western coalition forces still fighting? Just to take the temperature, each side has to send one person."
Feng Chen leaned against the headboard, staring at the bed board above him: "The world has changed completely. The only thing that remains unchanged is the open and covert struggles between the Eastern and Western coalition forces."
It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when the temperature of the entire C area was measured. After the soldiers left, the lights in the rooms were turned off. The entire resettlement site became quiet, except for the snoring in the house, and some roars like wild animals could be heard in the gaps between the snoring.