The rising mist gradually blurred Yu Yao's figure.

In the capital, in the monitoring room of the protected area, the young man guarding the monitor was gobbling up the lunch he had received.

Recently, except for the incident in Anhui, there is no other task, but because of the buried point in Anhui, the situation in Anhui cannot be seen on the blue monitoring screen in the monitoring room.

Now guarding the monitoring room, the meaning of duty is a little heavier, Xiao Young only needs to look at the overall situation and observe the surrounding area of the base every day, and the task is completed.

The rest of the time is just sitting...... Help the knit sweaters.

In the years after the disaster, the last group of people on earth were forced to become decathloners.

There are not many people left, let alone sheep, without sheep, the wool is naturally gone, and now he is playing in his hand, using the old thread that was dismantled from the sweater left over a few years ago.

The yarn turned around and turned around in his hand, and he didn't know how many times it was turned, and the yarn faded after washing, and it was thin and brittle, and it would be torn off with a little force.

But it is clear that the young man is a journeyman, and as soon as the thread is broken, he can immediately throw the needle and connect it.

Four fingers hit the sweater, and the other six didn't delay eating.

It's just a meal, and the sweater sleeves are all beaten.

Xiao Young skillfully changed the needle, removed the whitewashed green wool in his hand, reached out and pulled a red thread to continue to beat the other sleeve.

And just when he just connected the needle and lowered his head to seriously hair his sweater, on the monitoring screen next to him, in the slightly lower position in the middle, several huge blue wheals suddenly surged, and the blue in the center of the wheal faintly condensed into a black dot.

Xiao Young didn't notice anything, the sweater needle in his hand was turning quickly, and he saw that the second sleeve was only the cuff.

But at this moment, the alarm light next to the monitoring screen suddenly turned on, followed by a sharp and low alarm from the red light.

The sweater needle in Xiao Xiao's hand didn't bother to put it away, and he jumped up with a conditioned reflex, and there was still unwiped rice scrap hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his head had been pasted to the monitoring screen.

Then the next second, I was frightened back by the exaggerated dark blue on the screen, jumped down from the monitoring table, staggered and slammed open the door of the monitoring room, and stood at the door and shouted, "Someone!" ”

He shouted hoarsely twice, only to see the siren on the wall next to him that was slightly flashing red.

Stupid.

Quickly ran back and stretched out his hand to beat it.

Buzz~ A long alarm sounded from the monitoring room.

Zhu Ting jumped up from the bed, reached out and touched his eyes on the cabinet next to him and ran out.

As soon as I went up to the corridor of the monitoring room, I bumped into the original park that ran from the other side, and when I saw this situation, the two of them didn't say a word, and ran to the monitoring room side by side.

In the monitoring room, Chen Yun had already arrived, she was close, almost as soon as the alarm sounded, people arrived, and Chen Yun was followed by Chen Yu.

The two of them and the young man who was still half-hanging a sweater needle in his hand looked at the monitoring screen in front of them with a solemn face.

Before a few people had time to say hello, Zhu Ting and Yuan Bo's eyes turned to the monitoring screen in front of them.

After seeing the picture on the monitoring screen clearly, Yuan Bo couldn't help but take a step back, stretched out his hand and pointed at the screen, not knowing whether to ask himself or the others in the monitoring room: "What is this?" ”

The air froze for a moment, Zhu Ting, Chen Yu, and Chen Yun didn't say a word, but their eyes were glued to the monitoring screen.

After a while, the young man shook the sweater needle in his hand and whispered uncertainly, "This seems to be a storm swarm......

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