Saving Unpermitted - Chapter 100

The party is held in the Grand Theater, and ordinary people cannot enter. +++ The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.mtlnovel.com For a time, everyone froze in place. Zhu Sheng reacted the fastest, he made a few gestures to his assistants and motioned them to chase Xia Yufeng.

Then the old man turned his back and walked onto the stage calmly, signalling to resume communication.

He patted the host politely on the shoulder, took the microphone, and turned to the camera. “I’m very sorry, we have recently been tracking the chengcheng people who have mixed into humans. They can control the erosion and pretend to be other people… Look good, this is a report.”

Zhu Sheng called up a report on the Blackbirds’ game against Mirror Swamp. It is clearly written above that the eclipse can mimic the appearance of human beings to confuse humans. The commotion at the scene fell silent for a while, and people were more or less relieved.

No one wants to admit that the leader of the precious homeland has really changed (sexually) and became a terrible selfish ghost. Now it’s hard to catch an excuse. People in the theater subconsciously want to believe in Zhusheng-unlike the people in the square, the theater is basically people from the three major families. Even if they have been fighting for two hundred years, at the critical moment, they will be regarded as grasshoppers on a rope.

People with natural positions are very foolish, not to mention that Zhu Sheng has always been very convincing.

The old man stood upright on the stage with no panic in his expression. This momentum briefly fooled the people present. However, for those who are not present, this majesty is greatly reduced.

Since the rebellion started by the Hecheng people, the citizens have been in the square for several weeks.

The weather is getting colder, and the supplies are getting scarce. There are eggs and oil in the box lunch distributed by the rescue department earlier. These vegetables are overcooked, taste average, and have balanced nutrition.

With the passage of time, the meaty and vegetarian bento turned into noodles with mixed vegetables, and finally (dry gan) into cakes and stale sauce. If you bite into the hard pancake, you can only taste the taste of pickles, without any oily taste. Even so, people are reluctant to take nutritional supplements-a bad taste is better than no taste.

The people who were well-dressed in the past have now become refugees. Their hair was held together by dirt, and their thick clothes were covered with putty. Everyone exudes an unspeakable pungent smell. Sweat, blood and trash are mixed together, and the air is almost turned into a mess.

The people on the square have long forgotten about the three big families. They only know one thing-whether it is Zhu Sheng or Zhu Yanchen in power, their leaders have failed to fulfill their promises. People’s position is contrary to that of the three big families. They don’t want to believe that the qiang (qiang) is big enough to imitate people.

Zhu Yanchen who was fighting outside was a counterfeit, showing that the situation was not so dangerous at all. If Zhu Sheng sent the right people there earlier, they might have arrived home long ago.

God knows how they wish the reality was “not so dangerous.”

“Liar!” the young people yelled, “All excuses!”

The person Shu Jun arranged first quietly probed, shouting louder than anyone else: “We want more precise evidence!”

“We want to truly wish Yanchen, Zhu Sheng must apologize!”

“Change the head! Change the head!”

“We want to go home!”

Xia Yufeng had already buckled the mask and merged into the crowd. At this moment, he was being squeezed and shoved by the people around him. People float like seaweeds, and he can be pushed around by the flow of people as long as he stands on his toes.

He was trapped by the crowd of exciting people, and his heart was not for a while-these people, I am afraid that they do not understand the situation better than the people in the theater. They just want a relatively “legitimate” (fa) vent to relieve the heavy emotions.

When Zhu Yanchen was still a marshal, people had only contempt for this “second generation of official”. Now that the target of Zhu Sheng appeared, Zhu Yanchen suddenly became a buried miserable hero.

Xia Yufeng suddenly felt funny—he was frightened for a long time, and in the end he was just a drop of water in this cowardly river, ordinary to no more ordinary. Two hundred years after the end of the world, human beings are still terrifyingly primitive in some ways.

He knew that those who were picking things up were the Hecheng people whom Shu Jun had brought in. However, in this wonderful mood, Xia Yufeng didn’t want to avoid them. He stood on tiptoe, let the crowds wash him away, yelling angry slogans loudly.

Thousands of people’s appeals were finally brought together into a unified slogan.

“Zhu Yanchen!” They pulled away their hoarse voices and tried hard to call the undead in their imagination. “Zhu Yanchen!”

The square patrol can no longer restrain the out-of-control crowd. Everyone is squeezing forward, but no one knows where this weird “temporary army” is going to squeeze.

At this moment, a few black sheep in the flock is enough. The people in the forefront of Hecheng carefully adjusted their direction and led the crowd to the brightly lit theater.

Seeing that brightly lit building, people can determine their goals without the need for words to explain. In the midst of decay, the light was annoyingly bright.

During this period, many people used light screens to communicate with relatives and friends to discuss the emergencies at the party.

It is impossible for all the tens of millions of people in city y to be dispatched. Almost all those who originally lived in the city center chose to stay at home. Most of the people who are willing to take action are fresh-spirited young people, as well as complainants who have moved in from outside the city. Leaving aside the central square with the largest number of people left, people squeezed out of the cellars for accommodation, the abandoned rooms of the hotel, and the tents in the corners. Like water flowing down, they converged towards the Grand Theater from all directions.

“We want to see Zhu Sheng!”

“We have to explain, to wish the truth about Yanchen!”

The young people are especially enthusiastic. They cut the dirty fabric, made a temporary slogan, and held it high above their heads. Since the establishment of City Y, there has never been any demonstrations. The people did not understand the process and had to squeeze into the sealed door desperately. The guards tried to stop, but the number of people was really huge, and they didn’t dare to actually shoot – the person rushing in the front was more like being pushed by the waves of people than “rushing over”.

The angry people became a weird beast. It has tens of thousands of eyes, tens of thousands of mouths, and countless heads that match it. At this moment it howled aggrieved and angrily, emitting a terrifying stench.

With countless hands, it slapped the theater window blankly, and hit the locked door. Many people were pressed tightly on the glass, seeing their bones broken. Before long, the glass shattered like a thin piece of sugar, and people threw on the ground, making countless wounds. The broken glass ballast was stained with blood, and flashed brightly under the warm light.

Fortunately, there is a medical organization of the fourth family nearby.

The people of the fourth family are not like the defense team, and they have no worries about starting. More than a dozen men with a height of two meters and hunky backs split the crowd and dragged the wounded out, but no evil (sexual xing) (death) accident occurred.

Seeing a doctor nearby, people were more relieved. Crowds poured into the hall like slime molds, crawling all over the corridors. They waved their fists, the exquisite decorations in the theater were all shattered, and the bright and clean wallpaper was stuck with black ash, saliva and phlegm. If it weren’t for everyone squeezed in one place and it was difficult to move, a few people even picked up a lighter, trying to vent the fire.

Zhu Sheng did not run away. He just told people to fall down the wartime protective door of the theater. The thick metal door was smashed down, and people were desperately stopped outside the theater.

“Continue acting.” Zhu Sheng made a gesture and asked people to continue to broadcast the scene of the theater center.

Seeing Zhu Sheng’s appearance of an old god, the others felt at ease. Only the actors who were preparing for the show in the backstage knew nothing, and there was still a bright smile on their faces.

The lights and shadows interlaced on the stage, and the dancers dance gracefully and charmingly. The images in the theater are projected on the outer wall. People who are still excited just now quickly become sluggish-the dance is beautiful and calm, giving people an illusion of peace. The walls and metal doors were so thick and cold that they could not be squeezed open with the body of blood.

Ruo Zhusheng stayed inside for one night. By the next day, they did not eat or drink, and they couldn’t surround themselves.

One hour, another hour. As time goes by, the night (color) gets darker, people slowly chant slogans irregularly-Zhu Sheng is too calm, as if (cheng) people face unreasonable children, this attitude is really frustrating, and then suspicious of themselves judgment.

Is it really the ghost of the He (chengcheng) people?

If the person who pretended to be Zhu Yanchen had always been Xia Yufeng, who “will not fight”, would the fighting outside the wall really be so fierce? Even now, the rumble of gunfire outside the protective wall is still continuous.

The monster formed by the crowd was discouraged, not seeing the vitality just now, with a vague meaning of wilting.

The mixed (cheng) people in the crowd struggled to squeeze together and exchanged glances. One of them struggled to move out of the theater and disappeared. Seeing someone withdraw, older people rate their husbands withdraw.

But people crowded the hall too full, except for a few people who are tall and strong, most people can’t get out at all. The crowd was in a commotion for a while, and people entered a wonderful state of half abandonment. Most of them fell silent, looking sadly at the image in the light screen.

“At the moment of the next section, I will say a few words first.”

Zhu Sheng coughed a few times, and the host gave the microphone quickly.

“A lot of friends came outside, I know, you don’t believe me.” Zhu Sheng cleared his throat, “About the future arrangements–“

Before Zhu Sheng’s words were finished, one of his assistants hurried up to the stage and said something in his ear. Zhu Sheng frowned slightly and sighed: “I want to talk to you a lot, but unfortunately the time is not right. The Chengcheng people suddenly increased their offensive, and please return to the designated place for refuge.”

“The theater is relatively safe, but it can’t accommodate so many people.” Zhu Sheng (Lu) gave a polite smile, “I don’t mind squeezing with everyone, but half of the people must go back to the central square-the defense there is also quite complete. It is one of the safest places in the city.”

“I suggest to keep the elderly, women and children. We can still make room for these people.”

The people looked at each other and pushed each other, but no one actually meant to leave.

Zhu Sheng did not seem surprised.

“Postpone the next show for one hour, clear the hotel next to the theater, and temporarily transfer people to the hotel. The Tang family’s account will be kept on my head. As for the situation just now, I will explain in detail later.”

The old man’s voice was deep and powerful, and it sounded extremely reassuring.

“The matter is urgent. Regarding the resettlement of people outside the city, we do have a lot of places where we have not done well. Let me apologize to everyone here first.” He nodded slightly, his words were apologies, and his tone (strong qiang) was as strong as ever. “In the next hour, please go back indoors quickly. Miss Xia Liang’s performance was postponed by me. When you find a suitable room, you can continue to enjoy the party…”

The young man can’t beat the twists and turns of the old fox. With a set of sticks and a sweet date, the tens of thousands of people outside the theater have a tendency to soften. However, just as the (excited) love rally was about to end, the protective wall on the west side of the city center made a terrible thunder. For a time, the sirens in the city were loud, shaking people’s brains.

The crowded monsters on the verge of death regained their vitality, and people crowded together and rampaged. Zhu Sheng had to move to the private room on the top floor of the theater and temporarily let some people go in to take refuge in the theater.

Everything in the theater was watched by someone on the other side of the wall.

“Chai Xuyang did a good job.” Shu Jun’s tone was casual, his claws slid on the armrest fabric. “According to the original plan, disperse and let the Alpha Swamp enter the city. I have helped gather all the people, and A Yan should take this hand.”

“Team Shu, Xia Yufeng has already ran according to your schedule. May it be inconvenient for Marshal to reappear?”

“What we want is this effect. No, we have successfully broken through their blockade and won’t be the stuffing of sandwiches anymore.” Shu Jun smiled, “The adjutant Zhu Sheng arranged for is good, but it’s still a good deal with Ah Yan. It’s a far cry. They lack the experience of fighting against the swamp, and they will definitely retreat on the spot—the defense is chaotic, and the interior is chaotic. What a good opportunity.”

“Do you want to…”

“Let the eclipse marsh take the lead and enter the market. The mantis we used as a mantis to catch the cicada-Luo Duan has always been safe. He will definitely choose to take action after our vitality is severely injured and play the role of the oriole.”

“Old, boss, don’t you really want to start a war. That swamp is a sigma thing, and it won’t be merciful.”

Shu Jun didn’t scratch the armrest. He hugged Zhou, who was getting fatter recently, and his smile gradually turned cold. For a moment, the people in front of him revealed some strange and uncomfortable aura. Hu Yan thought some big beast was breathing at him.

“Ayan and I are both past the age of playing Jiajia. This is of course a war. It’s just that I gave humanity a lot of face in advance-the right time, the right place and the right people, and everything that should be.”

“Let me count and see-I exposed (exposed) my abilities and made Ayan a counterweight weapon; I was afraid that the settlers would fall into panic, so I specially gathered them together for management; I was afraid that sigma would catch them by surprise. , I didn’t (kill sha) that eclipse marsh, and gave them the opportunity to practice on the spot; fearing that A Yan’s prestige would be difficult to convince the public, I forced Xia Yufeng to make a big show…With such conditions, A Yan can’t lose. “

“But, but his countrymen will suffer casualties.”

Shu Jun’s smile grew bigger: “Why, want to protect humans again?”

“No, no, of course not! I’m just thinking, where the two of you (guanguan) are—oh, you know.”

“What do you think, I won’t forgive what human beings do for you, I don’t have that qualification. In addition, I love Ayan, not his ethnic group.”

Shu Jun’s tone was still relaxed, but there was a sense of inexplicable depression.

“This war was originally something human beings should endure. How can there be no sacrifices in the war? If he hates me for these things… it only means that I misunderstood the person.”

Hu Yan’s expression is quite complicated: “Captain, I didn’t say, you are really cruel.”

“Sigma stuffed a lot of first-person (si) death records into my head, no way.”

“In case Marshal has other thoughts…Should we make two-handed preparations?”

“No, he knows. If I turn into a monster now and come with a surprise attack with the swamp, I can completely kill the people of the three major families. But even so, he didn’t immediately appear with the purification weapon.”

“but–“

“No but. Later we will move to the east of the city and be stationed next to the refugees in the settlement. The swamp is dealt with by humans, and we mainly protect ourselves by guerrillas. When the sigma comes over, we have a tough battle to fight.”

“……and then?”

“Then watch their war well.” Shu Jun closed his smile. “Y City is the richest city for mankind. They will definitely resist desperately.”

“I began to think that it was all you two had discussed, and I would dare to improvise here.” Hu Yan sighed, “You tell me, now I am more worried.”

“The situation is changing rapidly, and unless we stay together every day, there is no way to negotiate a result.”

Shu Jun took Monday and ended the conversation lightly.

“I’m going to see how that swamp is going.”

That swamp is not very pleasant. To be precise, it can’t understand the difference between “happy” and “unpleasant.” It just felt like it was caught in a crack in the wall, moving rather slowly.

It infiltrates the corrosion into the cracks and turns them into hard thorns, which then (强qiang) stretches the cracks open. If you go straight up in a stupid way, the ghost knows how long it will take to erode a hole.

Erosion Marsh carefully squeezed himself into the inside of the protective wall. As soon as his head emerged on the other side, he was surrounded by various purification machines. Those humming machines made it very uncomfortable, and it suddenly condensed countless thorns, poking into those mechanical gaps.

With the hiss of corrosion, expensive purification machines were scrapped one by one. The identity of “Zhu Yanchen” was dubious, and now he disappeared. The captains of several teams had to take out the good things they had under the box one after another, and each used his own ability to drive the swamp away as soon as possible.

It now appears that their actions are completely counterproductive.

Not only did the weird Swamp Swamp fail to avoid the purifier, it also seemed a little bit angry. If the protective armor on their bodies were not strong enough, the recent fighters would definitely be pierced into hedgehogs.

“Before the new order arrives, we must control it in this area. Not far behind is the residential settlement area, this thing has to sneak in…”

“The latest news, those people have basically gone to the Grand Theater to make trouble. There are not many people left, and I have already started to evacuate a lot.”

“Really, such a coincidence?”

“Who knows, the question now is who will fight these… I don’t know how to fight the marsh. Before the outer purifier is destroyed by it, we must figure out a way.”

“…Is that Zhu Yanchen really fake? Why do I think his methods are quite powerful.”

“I don’t know, I also took a peek at the show, the one on the show, the temperament is not the same… Forget it, I want to contact an expert to find a way! Wait, what is that sound? Why is there music?”

“The Grand Theatre is close to here. I guess the show is not over yet. The buildings over there are better protected, so it can make people feel at ease.”

[Next…is a song specially written by Miss Xia Liang… for this period…] Intermittent voices came from a distance, and the harsh alarm mixed with sweet female voices sounded a bit strange.

[Let’s invite Miss Xia Liang… to bring you “Sleepless Night”…]

[…This song is for… all those who can’t sleep in the fire (Shui)]

The sweet and soft singing sounded, mixing the sharpness of the alarm and the hoarseness of the electric wave, and it made people chill behind their backs for a while. The marsh was not honestly surrounded. It transforms itself into a hollow spike ball and slams into the protective wall, trying to break through the enclosure of the purifier from above.

It succeeded.

The protective wall is extremely high, so high (off tuo) away from the main influence range of the purifier. The anti-corrosion material of the wall makes it more stable. The huge spike ball rolled onto the wall, and Gu Lulu rushed to the most densely populated place in this area-the Grand Theatre is just a few kilometers away, not far from it.

It separates some eroded qualities and keeps sending out the recorded information, while relying on instinct, it rushes to the most fertile areas of its prey.

It was late in the night, and the crowd was still surging outside the Grand Theater. People outside wanted to enter the well-prepared theater, but those who wanted to go to the hotel couldn’t get out, and the scene was chaotic for a while. People are surrounded by soft and clear singing, but chaos does not mean to stop.

No one noticed that in the most remote corner of the theater, there was a young man with his head down and his demeanor not half panicked.

“This hand is cruel enough, Shu Jun. It’s hard for you to keep alive here every step of the way.”

Zhu Yanchen stretched out his finger and gestured twice in the invisible sand table in front of him. The chaos in front of him gradually blurred, and he returned to the small virtual apartment again, with the two children sitting on both ends of the sand table, playing against each other with bulging faces.

The “sandbox” in front of me has no cute buildings and monsters, only fear, chaos and living people. There is no way to escape this game, nor can it go back. A little carelessness will require people to fill in the mistakes-just like his previous job, except that the target of command is changed from a person to a human being.

Fortunately, Marshal Zhu does not need to make any adjustments to his command style. This time, he will also allow as many humans as possible to survive.

Zhu Yanchen stood up and gave his position to an old man with no master. He patiently squeezed out of the theater and looked at the sky dyed orange-grey (color) by the lights. The plan was temporarily changed by Shu Jun, and his own counterattack was about to be disrupted. Fortunately, they had cooperated countless times on the battlefield, and he didn’t need to re-consider the “enemy” psychology.

This may be the most brutal and gentle enemy he has ever encountered.

“As a cicada, I have to scream harder,” he murmured.