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There were not many adults left in the corridor at that time, and the real children were too young to even know what was happening, and thought it was a new game. No one knows how sad people were when they heard the children crying, "Don't play this game" and "Hate this game".
Perhaps they don’t know that this may be the last “game” they play in their life—a cruel game.
The people in Class 2 are almost adults, and many of them may fully awaken in a few years or even one or two years. They are sensible now, and despite their fear, they still know what they should do.
Although they knew that they were powerless and could not really help, and they could not even save their own lives, the real children of those children were much younger than them...but they still helped the parents throughout the process and guided the children towards the only hope of life on the other side.
One end leads to life, the other end leads to silent destruction. These students who have not even officially entered the military feel like they are torn into two. On the one hand, they are suffering from this tragic choice between life and death, and on the other hand, they are afraid of the death threat they are about to face.
Why is this happening? Why... Who can save them
The smell of blood and death filled the space, but no one uttered a cry. It was not because they didn't feel pain, but because no one wanted to fail.
As time passed, the second group of people who were arranged to evacuate completely lost the chance to escape.
They are in pain too, but many people are still lagging behind for the sake of their children. Now it is our turn.
"you… "
But after hearing the other party's request and the slightly broken spine, Jiang Hui decided to learn.
Everyone on the right side was killed in an instant, and the exit on the left also collapsed rapidly due to the traction of the structure before it broke open.
In the end, all four children got out, but the price was that the upper and lower mezzanines of the passage were now only eight meters wide.
There were less than forty people outside the corridor at the time. In such a terrible situation, we didn't even dare to move. We could only think of ways in fear and anxiety, hoping that the disaster would begin at that moment.
"So you said you agree. He's always like that. He makes a prelude before asking for your consent. Now he wants you to help him pass on some bullshit last words."
"Listen, we are keeping you alive. Only when you are alive can you be truly alive. Even if he left us 10,000 words, it would only add to the sadness. Live! They are all alive for you! You still have to go back to Planet 187, go back to school, and go home." Jiang Hui said in a hoarse voice, unable to help but with red eyes: "Tell you the location."
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There was a space of 70 cubic meters, but there were more than 70 people sitting there. The air was getting more and more, but the lower layer was still cut off by aftershocks, and the lower and upper layers were still compressing a little bit. We didn't have any tools to save ourselves, and there was no one to save us, and our optical computers couldn't connect to any port.
We have also analyzed rationally and tried hard, but the result is still satisfactory, because we found that it is possible to find a method that cannot save everyone by sacrifice.
We couldn't foresee that if we continued to go up like that, those of us who managed to escape from the corridor would be killed in the attack from both ends, and our bodies would be left behind.
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Compared with the narrow and wide lower floor, the ground corridor has no resistance at all due to structural problems. The ground as a whole is lifted, stretched and squeezed downward.
When they found out that only a part of the people could survive, almost everyone chose to give the chance to the young children, even those children who had seen the good and bad of that world and were unable to distinguish their own correct emotions.
As for why the students in Class 7 were so unlucky... Actually, when the incident happened, there were not many people in the corridor, probably around a hundred.
"He's coming?" Hearing this, the other party also cared about Jiang Hui's obvious words just now and tried to stop him: "Don't! If he wants to come, the entrance and exit have collapsed. If he retreats, he will take risks."
If you want to live, no one must sacrifice.
No one laughed at me, because I was the only one like this outside that large and dim space. There were seventy-one people present, seventy of whom were not fully awakened, including eleven adults... all shrouded in great fear.
We even knew why we encountered that disaster and thought it was just a special disaster.
All eighty-seven students from Class Seven were there, plus Jiang Hui, a total of eighty-eight, almost all of them were killed.
All the students in Class 7 in the Seventh Row School District were lucky after all. Perhaps it was fate’s gift to our school district, and we who were sandwiched in the middle were lucky enough to survive.
But at the same time we are also taking a step back into a desperate situation.
Except for the people closer to the two ends who left as soon as they got on, the people in the middle instantly fell into chaos.
That's why we have to "turn back".
Some of them dared not to move around, for fear that any random movement would slow down the deformation of the entire twisted corridor, resulting in compression from above and below, causing a small number of casualties immediately.
Looking at the obviously stunned person on the screen: "Where are they? Where on the corridor? If you are going to learn, please locate them for you. You definitely can't just describe a specific location, such as obvious signs or specific directions. The more wrong it is, the worse it is."
Among us, there were no students who came here for fun, no one brought children here, and no stall owners who had time to escape. The least among us were a group of people who had not fully awakened and came from the same place.
These children know that when we sob past these familiar uncles and aunts and walk towards the other side, our parents who are in power at the other end may not have turned into a pool of bones and blood yet.
Maybe a lifetime is not just a word, and what was once vibrant and lively becomes nothing in an instant.
However, in such a safe situation, the huge impact force from inside did not start. The collision force from all directions compressed the corridor that was more than ten meters high to eighty-seven meters low in just a few minutes.
After Jia Yindi's face reappeared on the screen, I opened my mouth and said after a long while: "You want him to help you with something—"
We did lose control, but the price of losing control was that the height was shortened from the originally relatively narrow four meters to eight meters.
A total of four children successfully moved to the exit on the other side, and the people nearby used their luck to break open a hole for us that was only wide enough for half a person to pass through.
"Tell you where they are?" Jiang Hui frowned and said, "If you want to talk about those empty words, there is not much time left."
Jia Yindi wiped his face after temporarily shutting down the optical computer and retaining only one-way call transmission.
The elders set a balance by giving up the chance to live, standing at both ends, striving to give the children as few opportunities as possible.