When resources are limited, all resources are allocated.

Probably considering Tang Sheng's particularity, she was arranged into the warrior area.

The entire dungeon is divided into eight floors, and the common area is one basement.

In addition, the warrior area occupies three floors below the common area.

The structure is like a beehive, full of triangular forks and connections.

There are three floors further down, each inhabited by ordinary people.

First of all, such a structure is very conducive to defense.

During the Song Dynasty in China, it was fully proved that the three-way road was suitable for street fighting and mutual support.

The old and weak who have no combat effectiveness are protected at the bottom, and there must be other escape routes.

Otherwise, if the entrance is blocked by a foreign enemy, will not the whole army be annihilated?

But at this point, Tang Sheng felt that people would not tell her easily.

After all, she is still in the inspection and quarantine period, which is not fully reassuring.

She understood.

Put yourself in the shoes of others in everything, and you will have no resentment.

In such troubled times, blood and life are the most solid foundation of mutual trust.

If it were her, would she easily trust someone who was rescued?

And this person has been in the "enemy-occupied zone" for a long time, and it seems that he is still mixing well, at least he has not been physically abused.

Secondly, the third floor is inhabited by warriors and the other three by the people, indicating that half of the population of Eternal Night City will participate in the battle.

According to what she just saw, except for the old, weak, sick and disabled, as well as pregnant women, children, and some women who are responsible for management and nursing, almost all of them are soldiers.

This is also understandable, because every life needs to fight desperately to survive, and of course all forces must be mobilized.

In fact, no one has explained to her the layout and overview of the city. But Tang Sheng saw a large map in the public area, which was clearly marked.

Because Eternal Night City is like a giant beehive, even if you live in it for many years, you can get lost.

After all, people are not real bees, and they don't have the perception of these cuties.

Therefore, the path must be clearer.

However, she also saw that the bottom layer of the map was marked with nothing, and a red bar was drawn.

Bright red, simple and brutal, clearly off-limits.

This makes people curious.

"You live in this room, you can come to me anytime if you have anything." Song Haoyang brought Tang Sheng to the room assigned to her.

This room is on the fourth basement floor, facing the intersection of a three-way road, and it is easy to notice the slightest change.

If you want to run to it, you have to go through two layers of warrior quarters.

Run down and immediately plunge into the sea of city residents.

Song Haoyang's room was across from her.

Xiong Er and Kim were on her left everywhere.

Ghost Sister and Kim Place's older sister, named Kim Jin, really lives on her right.

Because it is a dormitory, it is a two-person room.

Song Haoyang lives alone because he is in charge and the leader.

She Tang Sheng can occupy a room by herself, which is already a special treatment.

Because Xiong Da has children but no wife, he is specially allowed to live in a residential area when he is not on duty or patrolling.

According to Tang Sheng's guess, the officers on duty must have a temporary resting place, which must be in the public area.

In the event of an enemy invasion, they will be able to meet it as soon as possible, buying time for the other warriors.

Moreover, the mechanical iron arm she saw from Xiong Da was actually not his prosthetic leg, because she saw Xiong Da removed from his body.

Presumably, it is a tool to assist in combat.

Otherwise, with the speed and strength of human beings, how can they compete with high-level new human beings?

Although most of the expedition members died this time, there were people who could retreat in their entirety, and under the situation that all three major regions of East Asia were dispatched, the strength of the human race could not be underestimated.

This shows that while the new human beings are thinking about how to eliminate all the old human beings, the old human beings are also making progress and fighting for their right to live.

This, that's good.

However, it is also prone to war......

"You can find the cafeteria by following the markings on the wall, but there are rules in the city that have fixed serving times and quantities, so it is not open at this time." Song Haoyang instructed again, a little sorry.

Meaning: He can't open a small stove for Tang Sheng if he wants to. I can't give her my own food.

Everywhere regularly and quantitatively, he is powerless and has no inventory.

Tang Sheng smiled and half-turned around.

"Don't worry, I still have compressed biscuits and water spirits, and I won't die of hunger." She pointed to the backpack on her back, "Are you hungry, why don't you eat together?" ”

Eating together?

What a beautiful picture.

Ever since she woke up, eating together has only been a situation where new humans are preparing to eat her together.

She is served as a meal, not a diner.

Now, although the various living environments are not as good as those of the headquarters building of the First District, and they are also subject to surveillance and temptation, they feel relatively relaxed.

Because she knew that she was not a spy, she was open in her heart.

And because human beings are social animals after all, and being in the midst of their own kind, that feels really ......

After being isolated and helpless, I know what it means to be incomparable.

Among the new humans, she instinctively has a fighting mentality.

But among the old humans, she hopes that everyone can get along amicably and fight side by side in the future.

"No, I'm not hungry." Song Haoyang smiled gently, "You can clean up and rest quickly, and we'll talk again in the evening." ”

Tang Sheng nodded and looked at the others.

Kim moved his heels everywhere, and his throat rolled down, as if he wanted to step forward.

As a result, he was glared at by the ghost sister and shrank back.

Xiong Er put his arm sympathetically around his shoulders and pulled him back into the room.

Tang Sheng only heard a vague whisper from Jin: Squeeze the biscuits, I haven't eaten it for a long time......

Hum!

The ghost girl let out a cold breath from her nose, bypassed Tang Sheng, and went back to the room.

I don't know if it was intentional or didn't calculate the distance, it hit Tang Sheng's shoulder directly, knocking her into a stumbling one.

This ghost sister is very unfriendly to her.

Tang Sheng guessed that this was the natural instinct of people with strong defensive psychology, so he shrugged his shoulders and didn't take it to heart.

But the thought that most people will be like this also makes her a little worried, a little tired and panicked.

The room was very small, according to the pre-apocalyptic calculation, only five or six squares.

Bunk beds, two small tables and two cupboards, with its own bathroom.

When you open the door, a light comes on automatically.

After all, this is underground, and it is impossible to see natural light.

However, although the room was simple, it was very clean, which reminded Tang Sheng of his college days and military training.

At that time, it was a four-person room, or an eight-person room.

In comparison, the conditions are really much better.

Tang Sheng comforted himself and looked for a good angle to see the problem.

Be content.

People should know how to be grateful.

Compared to those who were eaten and had no chance of survival, she had already suffered a great deal of luck.

"I'm on the bunk, are you okay on the bunk?" Tang Sheng opened his placket and released the fat tiger.

This guy is so scary and clever that he has been curled up in her arms and has not moved.

Well, even fell asleep, but no one found out that she was carrying "private goods".

………… The words of the sugar dumplings............

Thank you all for your monthly pass.

In fact, I know that there are not many readers of this book, and the monthly ticket will not be on the list.

But I think attitude is everything, at least I have to work hard, right.

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