There was a sound of slapping on the glass door next to Zhou Bai, which made Zhou Bai come back to his senses in shock.
The monkey's blood flowed to his feet.
He listened to Fatty Peng's cry of collapse and turned to look at the glass door.
Being so close, he could finally see the people knocking on the door.
As Fatty Peng described before, some of them had animal heads and some had animal arms. Almost all of them were lying next to the glass door, staring outside the glass door with somewhat crazy eyes.
Zhou Bai supported the ground with his hands, struggled to stand up from the ground, and slowly approached the glass door.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
The people inside the door were still patting the door excitedly.
Zhou Bai walked closer and saw several people who were completely different from them through the gaps in the crowd.
They gathered together and squatted on the ground.
Some of them have blond hair and blue eyes, some have dark skin, and some wear strange national costumes...
When Zhou Bai saw this scene, a bizarre guess emerged in his mind.
Then the mechanical voice sounded in my mind.
[Congratulations to Blue Star Chosen One Zhou Bai for successfully finding the source of the distress signal. 】
[Next, please return to City C alive. 】
As soon as the voice fell, everyone in Blue Star watching the live broadcast cheered.
——"The level is almost over, can we all get rewards?"
——"Did you hear that? It's Zhou Bai, the Chosen One of Blue Star, not the Chosen One of Great Xia Kingdom."
——"So, we can all get rewards, right?"
In the live broadcast footage, those squatting in the corner also appeared on the screen.
But very few people seem to care about their existence.
They only care about whether they can get a piece of the pie, and never care about the losers who survived.
Zhou Bai stood there in shock.
The content broadcast by the mechanical voice proved from the side that Zhou Bai's guess just now was correct.
But why do these people appear here?
He looked up again at the red moon in the sky.
I saw the red moon in the sky looking a little distorted by the black smoke.
Next, we have to return to City C alive.
But now Zhou Bai can't even leave City A.
a City Work Code, Article 8.
[Please protect yourself and don’t let yourself get hurt. People with wounds on their bodies cannot leave City A.]
Zhou Bai raised his furry cat's paw and saw that the knife mark he had just cut on his palm was still clearly visible.
He has been injured, and it is impossible to leave City A through formal channels.
You have to think of another way.
Zhou Bai thought of this and took a step back, intending to turn around and leave the black smoke that made him feel uncomfortable.
"Ding-a-ling-ring, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."
A bell rang from inside the glass door.
Zhou Bai was surprised.
As surprised as Zhou Bai was the group of people squatting in the corner in the supermarket.
A blond man with blue eyes took out an elderly phone of the same model as Zhou Bai's from his pocket and pressed the answer button.
From where Zhou Bai was standing, he could see that the expression on the face of the person who was answering the phone was becoming more and more frightened.
If I remember correctly, Zhou Bai had only encountered this situation once when this old man's phone could receive calls...
"Bang, bang, bang..."
People inside the supermarket were still banging on the glass door.
Zhou Bai's eyes fell on the glass door again, and then he discovered that there was faint red smoke seeping out of the glass door.
If you look carefully, you will find a crack where the red smoke seeped out.
I don’t know if this crack was made by someone inside the door, or if it was just hit by a monkey?
Zhou Bai felt that the possibility of the second one should be higher.
Otherwise, these people bang on the door every day, why would they crack the glass today?
Of course, no matter what the reason is, it is not the issue that Zhou Bai needs to consider now.
What he has to think about now is how to deal with the coming crisis.
But Fatty Peng raised his head and saw that Zhou Bai had changed beyond recognition, and tears suddenly started to well up in his eyes again.
Zhou Bai took out the communication device from his pocket.
The red light above is flashing continuously.
Moreover, when it came into contact with the seeping red smoke, the number of red lights that lit up suddenly increased rapidly.
[Don’t worry, the pollution is still within control.]
Zhou Bai thought of the note Qi Fa got.
The content of the note is not important. What is important is the person delivering the message. How do they know that the pollution is still within the controllable range?
"Please be sure to keep your phone on."
Xiaomei's repeated emphasis also flashed through Zhou Bai's mind.
The last test let Zhou Bai know that they could actually know how many red lights were on the communication machine.
In other words, the communication machine in Zhou Bai's hands is most likely a tool for them to understand the degree of pollution in City A.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai felt that the red lights on the machine suddenly became much more eye-catching.
Now they feel that the pollution is within the controllable range, so the methods used to deal with City A will be relatively mild.
What if they feel the pollution is uncontrollable?
How will they treat City A?
Maybe they will let City A disappear from this world forever!
After coming to this conclusion, Zhou Bai's cat's paw holding the communication machine started to tremble a little.
"Fat Peng, get out of here first!" Zhou Bai turned to Fat Peng who was still crying and said.
Fatty Peng wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve: "What about you, Captain?"
Zhou Bai turned his head and glanced at the crack in the glass door, then handed the communication machine with the red light flashing to Fatty Peng.
"Bring this machine to Qi Fa.
Tell him that this machine is very important.
The more severe the pollution source it is exposed to, the more the red light on it will light up.
No matter what, let him find a way to prevent the red lights above from being fully lit."
Fatty Peng took the machine handed to him by Zhou Bai in a daze.
But the other stretched out hand still wanted to pull Zhou Bai out of the black smoke.
While they were talking, a piece of red cloth fell from above their heads.
When Zhou Bai saw the corner of the red cloth, his heart suddenly lifted.
He quickly turned his head and looked inside the glass door, looking through the gaps in the crowd for the people squatting in the corner just now.
But the corner just now is already empty.
Damn it, you should have known that this dungeon wouldn't be that easy to clear.
"Hurry up, go now!
Use your runner and run out!"
Zhou Bai endured the pain and pushed Fatty Peng hard.
When I turned around again, I saw several more cracks on the glass door next to me.