I'm not a drama god

"You want to go up?" The staff member stopped him immediately. "Director Sun, it's too dangerous for you to go to the surface. You are the backbone of the entire underground project. You must not get into any trouble!"

"I know. I won't leave the area of ​​the Banshan Hotel." Sun Zhongliang paused for a long time.

"I just want to see what the outside has become... If possible, we can also treat some of the wounded on the surface and then transport them down using the two elevators. There are always some people who are too seriously injured to enter the underground project via the stairs, right?"

The staff was speechless.

In the end, they obeyed Sun Zhongliang's orders, immediately welded the bottoms of the two elevators, and then rose toward the ground.

At this time, the Mid-Levels Hotel was in a mess, with broken glass and dust scattered all over the ground. Sun Zhongliang walked directly out of the hotel, overlooking the Wushan town below. He was stunned.

The vast Milky Way flows under the dim sky, stretching from the distance to the sky above the hotel. The bright starlight is like a ribbon in a fairy tale, flickering dreamily... Below it, in the devastated ruins of the city, there are traces of battles and fights everywhere. All kinds of weird roots and flesh are scattered on the ground, like horrible species from outer space, which makes people's scalp tingle at the sight of it.

At this time, a large number of survivors were approaching here under the protection of the starlight.

"Chief! There are so many survivors in this batch!"

When the staff saw this group of people, their eyes suddenly lit up, "If this is the case, the total number should be close to 40,000..."

Forty thousand, even so, it was still less than half of Sun Zhongliang's original estimate...

Sun Zhongliang's attention was now focused on the brilliant galaxy. The starlight was reflected in his pupils, and he muttered to himself:

"Xingxing... is that Lu Xun? Is he here at Wushan too?"

……

"Everyone, we are just ahead."

Lu Xun followed the crowd and pointed to the Mid-Levels Hotel in front of him.

Lu Xun, shrouded in starlight, has become the backbone of this group of survivors and their spiritual support. They managed to survive the nuclear strike and experienced the disaster attack, but they all survived in the end.

Just as Tianshu-kun said... none of them will die.

"Lord Tianshu, it seems that there is only a hotel there... Can it accommodate so many of us?" someone asked worriedly.

Lu Xun smiled slightly, "Not only is there a hotel, there is also a large base under the mountain that can accommodate all of you for a while."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up!

"Great, it's the base!! We are safe!!"

“We survived… We actually survived!!”

"Thank you, Tianshu-kun!! Thank you, Tianshu-kun!!!"

"..."

After enduring all the hardships, people finally smiled when they saw the safe haven that could accommodate them. They shouted to each other excitedly and quickened their pace.

At this moment, Lu Xun's figure slowly stopped.

"We are just ahead...you guys go ahead."

"Lord Tianshu, won't you join us?"

"I have some things to take care of."

"I understand. Lord Tianshu has to save more people!"

Lu Xun smiled but did not answer. He just stood there quietly, allowing the people around him to excitedly run past him and rush towards the Mid-Levels Hotel.

As the crowd surged, Lu Xun slowly raised his head and glanced at the entrance of the hotel from afar...

His eyes met Sun Zhongliang's from a distance.

Sun Zhongliang saw Lu Xun in the crowd, and he felt an indescribable sense of guilt. Although he was not the one who initiated the research on Jiujun, and he was not allowed to interfere, Lu Xun probably already regarded him as a villain who said one thing in front of him and another behind his back, and he was completely disappointed with Bureau 749...

He wanted to explain something to Lu Xun in person, but the next moment, Lu Xun turned and left.

"..."

Sun Zhongliang let out a long sigh.

Sun Zhongliang knew that he owed Lu Xun, but he didn't know how to explain it, nor how to make up for it...

As the last group of survivors approached the Mid-Levels Hotel, the stars in the sky gradually dissipated, leaving only a few remaining starlight, floating like fireflies over the ruins. The desolation of doomsday and the dreamy stars were intertwined, as if civilization had sunk in the war and lived forever in the spirit.

The staff members came forward one after another and guided the survivors into the underground project. During this period, Sun Zhongliang heard the name "Tianshu Jun" for the first time.

"Excuse me, who is Tianshu Jun?" Sun Zhongliang pulled a boy and asked.

“Tianshu Jun? He’s the man just now, the one who led us away.” Brother Pao pointed in the direction where Lu Xun left and said, “He was the one who sheltered everyone in the shelter and led us all the way out…”

"Yes, if it weren't for Tianshu Jun, we would have died hundreds of times."

"Tianshu Jun must be a messenger sent by God to save us from the sea of ​​suffering..."

"He has many other companions, all of whom should be named 'Jun', but unfortunately we still don't know the names of the others..."

"I just chatted with Tianshu Jun for a while. He said that he lived in Wushan when he was a child, so he is half a local!"

"Is it such a coincidence? No wonder he came all the way to save us..."

"If I can go back this time, I will have to offer a tablet to Tianshu Jun... Otherwise, I really don't know how to repay him for saving my life."

"Forget about the tablets. We can all build a temple together in Wushan."

"..."

When talking about Lord Tianshu, the people around them all had their eyes shining and chattered. The survivors from other shelters didn't know about Lord Tianshu, and when they heard what they heard, they were immediately surprised... Only then did they know that the starry sky that protected them was actually the power of Lord Tianshu.

"By the way, is this base big enough to accommodate so many of us?"

"It's enough." The staff member beside him patiently explained, "We have just completed the survey. There are thirteen underground floors here. The space on each floor is very large. It is no problem to accommodate 40,000 people."

"There is also enough food and water here. Normally, it will be enough for so many people to use for more than half a month."

"That's good."

Brother Pao in the crowd suddenly asked: "Does this base have a name?"

"Seven..." Sun Zhongliang was about to speak about the 7012 underground project, but he suddenly realized that the current underground base has completely changed. The area that originally belonged to 7012 is less than one percent of the current whole area.

This is an unregistered, brand new super shelter and the last safe haven for all the survivors of Wushan.

“…There is a name.”

Sun Zhongliang glanced at the scattered stars in the sky above Wushan Mountain and spoke slowly:

"Let's call it... Tianshu Base."

……

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Tomorrow, Sanjiu needs to attend Tomato's Wuhan Cherry Blossom Festival event and will be there all day. In the evening, I have to rush to Chengdu to attend the signing of the two new volumes of Houtian Zhanshen. The schedule is really too tight, so I will take two days off on the 29th and 30th～～Sorry sorry