Five Hundred and Fifty-Two, No One Would Believe

Because everyone "has no" abilities! Therefore, the person who registered didn't bother to register again. No matter what his name was or what his resume was, they were just some burdens without superpowers anyway. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

When An Ran was tidying up her villa, a few groups of women came to drop by, sitting on the leather sofa and complaining about all kinds of inhumanity in this base. Zhao Ru, dressed like a bear, sat on the sofa chatting with these women, while An Ran , I don't like to hear these things, let Xiao Bohe take the doll, she wants to tidy up the room before it's completely dark.

At this time, in the far away east of Hedong, amidst the raging heavy snow, in a brightly lit five-star hotel, singing and dancing made peace, which only gave people a sense of peace and prosperity.

On the brightly lit stage, several long-legged beauties were dancing in bunny outfits. Under the stage, a group of big men sat on the edge of the table playing cards and shaking dice. There were piles of shiny crystal nuclei on the table, and many people stood Behind their respective bosses, they silently waved the flag and shouted for their bosses.

Someone came in in a hurry, and a man in a suit with hair combed back at the same table said a few words, the man's face was a little careless, he nodded, and responded casually:

"It's fine if you settle down, don't worry about them, if you can come here from the south, who would believe you if you don't have any skills?"

It's just that they are really incompetent. In such a survival environment where the fittest survive, if you die, you die. In this world, are there still few people who die?

The person who sent the message paused, it was the soldier who gave An Ran a bag of biscuits, saw that this base boss in a suit really didn't intend to take care of those 100 poor people, so he responded and retreated.

Just as he walked out the door, he was chased by another man in a suit, who stopped him and asked:

"Zhou Zheng, I heard that a group of burdens came to our base?"

The soldier named Zhou Zheng wore a military cap with big ears on his head. His face was red from the cold and his skin was rough. He looked very ordinary. He turned around and nodded at the man named Jiang Peng. Seriously replied: ..

"They're all ordinary people, the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, pregnant, men, women, children, everything."

"Then how did they run from the south to the north?"

Jiang Peng looked at Zhou Zheng and smiled, the expression in his eyes was unclear, but his face was just a nosy, inquisitive attitude, and Zhou Zheng, who was upright, couldn't see what Jiang Peng's intention was when he asked this question.

Under the bright light that week, I shook my head and replied honestly:

"I heard that they were not in the same way.

They were discarded by their respective teams along the way, and then more and more people gathered. They arrived at the other end of the tunnel very early, and it took many days to dig through the tunnel. It was luck. "

Can you be unlucky? Although the weather is so cold that people want to die every minute, it is precisely because of such bad weather that those horrible creatures cannot come out to make trouble. South, come north.

"In their team, is there one named Zhan Lian? Another named An Ran?"

Jiang Peng continued to inquire. Just as Zhou was thinking about it, he shook his head. He happened to be holding a stack of registration forms in his hand, which he was about to hand over to the boss just now. But the boss was busy playing cards. Among the 00 people, there is no five-element supernatural power, so I don't even bother to look at it.

However, even so, Jiang Peng still had to go through Zhou Zheng's stack of registration forms, flipping through the pages, but did not see the names of Zhan Lian and An Ran. , asked:

"There are only dozens of forms here, and there are not more than 000 people."