In Mobei City, at 20:25 on the evening of March 16, 18 hours and 7 minutes after the third explosion in the anomaly area, the fourth explosion occurred.

The explosion more than doubled the area of the anomaly, from more than 30 square kilometers to nearly 70 square kilometers according to satellite imagery, and included the surrounding 10 kilometers of "isolation circle" where trees and other plants had been removed.

Whether the isolation circle has any effect or not, the calculation is only now begins.

The interval between the third and fourth explosions was 80 per cent slower, and the area increased from 10 times to only 1 times.

The momentum of the anomalous zone slows down, and it seems that the larger it gets, the slower it gets.

But the Heavenly Machine Bureau couldn't relax at all, because even if it continued to develop at this speed, it could destroy the entire territory within half a month.

Think about it a day ago, the anomaly area was only about 300 square meters, and now it is 70 square kilometers, it is not slow at all, it is growing like crazy.

The people and animals in the new area have already been evacuated, so there are no casualties.

Although Mobei is a low-density city, it still has a permanent population of nearly 3 million. It has been less than two days since the incident, and the situation is so serious that it takes less than 20 hours to consider the evacuation of the whole city, and the evacuation will not be completed all at once.

The work of the Tianji Bureau and various departments is still evacuated along the abnormal area, circle by circle. The news has not been broadcast yet, everything is going on quietly, otherwise people will rush to drive away, causing all kinds of chaos such as road congestion, and the situation will get out of control.

These tasks are already difficult, and now the incident of Principal Cui of Mobei Senior High School is really worse.

On the one hand, it is necessary to evacuate people, and on the other hand, it is necessary to check on personnel, and it is necessary to guard against the infection and outbreak of unknown parasitic diseases.

The Tianji Bureau's search for more than 300 people, including Li Yuhao and Captain Luo, has not stopped since noon on this day, but there is still no breakthrough in this aspect.

The incident seemed to have calmed down, but this calm was only a prelude to a storm, and everyone knew that it could not be just like that.

But how much time is left for them to figure it out?

The whole country was reinforcing Mobei, and in the afternoon of this day, among a group of people who came from the headquarters of Dahua City, Wu Shiyu and Zu Gejili were there.

It's good that she is pregnant, she is still a special person, and some things may require her to be in the environment of Mobei to figure it out and at least find clues. She had to at least touch the poster, which she suspected had drawn and printed by herself.

If this world is about to be destroyed, then it is the responsibility of pregnant women to protect their homeland, salted fish and salted fish.

"Uh-huh, tsk-tut-tut......" Zugojili was holding a KFC fried chicken bucket and eating chicken legs, his mouth constantly moving, and he could chew one chicken leg in a few seconds, and then the next one, "If this world is about to be destroyed, then I will eat a few more buckets now." ”

It knew what was going on, and it knew it perfectly, so it didn't want to stay here, and it wouldn't run into the mutant area to sniff for a dream passage.

"The scope is too big, the 70 square kilometers you said, even if I go in, I can't find it for a month......"

"Well, although you are Zuge and I am human, I can actually understand you."

Wu Shiyu really understood, and even hoped that she was Zuge, and Zuge Jili was her, so that she could eat fried chicken comfortably, instead of sitting in this lounge at the base of the Mobei Tianji Bureau like now, thinking about the poster she made perfunctorily in her sophomore year of high school, and she couldn't figure it out.

What to save the world, don't think about it, no way, no amount of chicken legs, disgusted.

Be a Zugo? The more she thought about it, the more attractive she felt.

Xianjun is a kangaroo, she is a Zuge, drill into his bag, and walk is also saved, this can also be regarded as the cutest height difference, right?

It's all rats, so there shouldn't be any problem.

Sometimes Wu Shiyu will fall into this state of daydreaming, and in this state, time will pass very quickly.

When Zugojili had swept away all the buckets full of chicken legs, she suddenly came back to her senses. As for the poster, it was like touching it in the afternoon, she was sure it was a poster she had made, but she had no idea how it could be there, no illusion.

But at this time, she thought about Xianjun, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

That poster seems to have a little bit of his flavor on it? It's as if he's touched it, too.

"Is that really the case?" Wu Shiyu thought, Ximei saw Xianjun in the illusion, is it because of this relationship?

After she was sure that it was the saltiness, she reported the idea anyway. But here the base and the headquarters have only been given a line that is difficult to distinguish, which makes the mystery even more messy. How did Gu Jun come into contact with this poster?

Some of the confusion is just because a few pieces of the puzzle are missing, maybe from Gu Jun's point of view, these are clear and not a problem.

The fourth explosion occurred; continued evacuation; Other suspected patients tentatively named "Locust Disease" are being searched.

Wang Ruoxiang, Cai Zixuan and others are still dissecting Principal Cui; Deng Ximei, Lou Xiaoning, Uncle Dan, Peacock and others are in the concentric team investigating everywhere.

In this chaos, Wu Shiyu decided to start his old business and paint!

"My watercolors have a relationship, and so do my posters, so maybe there's something wrong with my paintings. I want to draw something new and see what happens. ”

Her proposal was agreed to by the headquarters, and the base immediately cooperated, giving her a quiet and spacious empty room as a studio, with all the paintings, brushes, paints, etc. she needed, because Wu Shiyu was not sure what she wanted to paint and how to paint, so she had all the tools she prepared.

In the corner of the studio, there are also surveillance cameras installed to record the whole process of her painting, and there are also personnel from various departments on call outside.

But in the studio, except for Wu Shiyu, there is only Zu Gejili.

"Let's paint watercolors." Wu Shiyu stood in front of the easel, took a blank piece of cold-pressed watercolor paper and put it on the shelf, "What should I paint?" ”

She walked around fiddling with brushes, paints, and palette boxes, and it had been a long time since she had been ready to concentrate on a painting like she was now, and she didn't know what to paint. So she chose to draw from the heart, let herself be immersed in synaesthesia, let the subconscious mind move, and what she finished drawing is what she is.

Wu Shiyu stretched his waist and moved his muscles, took the tools such as paintbrushes, palette boxes and spray bottles, and went up to wave them.

On the other side, Zugojili didn't care so much, and continued to eat another bucket of fried chicken, only occasionally glancing at the paper that was gradually becoming more colorful.

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