The train was speeding through the night, and it was already dark when they arrived at the Xiling security zone, but the station was still brightly lit.

Song Jinhe and Tao Shuangxue took the lead in getting off the train and waved at the people waiting at the station.

"District Chief, you're back!"

Luo Fengchun jumped over and stood still in front of Song Jinhe.

"Well, are the tents for these people ready?"

Luo Fengchun nodded, his eyes shining: "Ready, according to what you mean, the survivors of the new areas are temporarily isolated from our people, so they have specially divided the area and set up a tent to protect them from the cold and wind." ”

Song Jinhe nodded, and with a wave of his hand, a large truck full of masks and all kinds of medicines appeared on the ground: "Send all these things to the resettlement tent, send people to check them, and provide basic medical medicine and food." ”

Luo Fengchun waved his hand to the people behind him, and immediately someone stepped forward to drive the truck away, and the survivors of the Kyoto Safety Zone who got off the train were also guided to the resettlement by special duty officers.

"Have Jiang Cixu and Cheng Qianhuai come back?"

Song Jinhe looked around and asked Luo Fengchun.

The other party shook his head with some pity: "No, the location of the Qingzhi Security Zone and the Longming Safety Zone is farther away than Kyoto, and if the other two captains want to come back, it is estimated that they will be a few hours later than you." ”

Song Jinhe looked east along the train tracks, but he didn't see a light that could pierce the fog.

"Okay, then I'll go first, and when the two of them come back, I'll tell them that they're safe."

"Okay, the district chief has a good trip."

Song Jinhe waved his hand, turned around and walked on the train with Tao Shuangxue again.

The driver has changed a group of people, they need more rest, and the survivors who are responsible for guiding the car are also somewhat tired, and after disinfecting the whole car, they lazily collapse in their seats and do not move.

As the days passed, 12 trains traveled day and night between the various security zones, welcoming survivors from many other areas.

More jobs have also been added to the Xiling Safety Zone, and the aborigines in the safety zone are still a little shocked and afraid when they see these new survivors.

It turns out that after the fog fell, the survivors in the rest of the safe zone had been tortured like this?

Some people had broken arms and legs, and the wounds were cut flat, and it was clear what those limbs were used for.

Some people are dying, hanging only on their last breath, and they have no strength to walk, and they have to rest for a while after walking two steps.

The residents in the Xiling Safety Zone have more gratitude and respect for Song Jinhe in their hearts, after all, if it weren't for her, they would probably have become this terrible appearance.

No one wants to be one of these walking dead, so when they see the plight of the survivors in the rest of the safe zone, the natives work much faster.

Five days passed quickly, and Song Jinhe had officially taken up the post of head of the security zone, and he was busy with various things all day long, and he didn't even have the time to drink water.

Jiang Cixu, Cheng Qianhuai and Tao Shuangxue also tried their best to help her reduce the burden, and the survivors who were placed in the tents outside the safe zone also lived safely.

The fog gradually dissipated, and the uneasiness in Song Jinhe's heart became more and more obvious, and he directly issued a ban to prevent anyone from stepping out of the protection range of the World Tree.

Although there were still many survivors who wanted to go out to search for supplies, they didn't dare to listen to Song Jinhe's words, and they could only suppress their active thoughts, thinking about waiting for the fog to completely dissipate before going out.

Sitting in the office, Song Jinhe looked into the distance, still feeling that the whole world was gray.

Cheng Qianhuai stood behind her, and the World Tree above the safe zone covered the sky.

"I've been feeling my heart beating hard lately, and you can see that the fog outside has also cleared a lot, will there be an earthquake?"

Song Jinhe stood by the window, picking at the windowsill a little nervously.

"It's not a good situation, but you've issued an order that no one should dare to go out now, and even a sudden disaster can minimize the number of casualties."

Cheng Qianhuai raised his hand to help her rub her sore shoulder: "Don't worry too much, don't we have a World Tree?" There is still a way back for everything. ”

His voice was gentle, but also a little nervous.

After all, the previous natural disasters were still able to leave a glimmer of life for human beings, but earthquakes and tsunamis had the power to destroy the world and completely disperse the human corpses.

Thousands of years of human history will be reduced to powder, completely dissipated in the broken galaxy.

The two of them stood by the window one after the other, and suddenly, a strong wind blew and the leaves rustled.

The fog in the distance dissipated in an instant, and the whole world was several times clearer, as if the mute button had been pressed, and only the voices of survivors outside the building could be heard.

Not good!

Song Jinhe immediately realized that something was wrong, and Tongcheng Qianhuai ran downstairs quickly, only to hear a loud rumbling noise, and they drove to the edge of the World Tree.

The earthquake has already begun.

The fog outside had dissipated, and Song Jinhe stood one meter away from the dividing line, looking at the terrifying scene outside the protective cover, and couldn't help but feel a little weak.

With her and Cheng Qianhuai taking the lead, more survivors also followed to the edge of the protective shield, their pupils constricted, and they all fell silent, quietly watching everything that happened outside the protective shield.

The ground cracked a hole hundreds of meters away, and countless mountain buildings poured down, falling into the abyss, and then immediately closed.

The vibrations from the ground were impossible to ignore, and the loud sound of the ground cracking and closing was like a wake-up call in the hearts of human beings.

Song Jinhe held Cheng Qianhuai's hand tightly, and the two investigated this terrible disaster together.

There are many mountains around the Xiling Safety Zone, and the amplitude is too great, many mountains have been swallowed up by the ground, and many flat land have been squeezed out of a high mountain, still with moist and fresh soil, churning with the deepest malice of nature.

Song Jinhe couldn't imagine what kind of pain he would have to endure if he was not protected by the World Tree.

The wind suddenly rose, and the world became dark, and the air was mixed with a strong earthy smell, and it seemed to be covered with a transparent yellow veil in front of you.

The ground was constantly churning, like a beast bound by iron chains, constantly shaking and tearing its body, gradually transforming into different forms, sometimes high and sometimes low.

The boulder was shaken out of the ground, then slammed several meters into the abyss.

The area protected by the World Tree is not affected by any outside influence at all, and with that transparent dividing line as the axis, the two sides are simply the difference between heaven and hell.

The survivors who had just been transferred from the rest of the safe zone to the West Ridge safe zone swallowed nervously, almost because if they hadn't come to the West Ridge safe zone, they would have almost become that boulder.

I can't even see the shadow of the dead and buried.