675 The Disaster in the Space of Death

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"The plan is to escape with the minority, but can we actually make it?"

"Go north, and there's still a chance, even though a lot will die, and those who survived are basically lingering on with their last breath of life. The city is gone, the people are dead, is there really any meaning to live still?" Commander Lu Xu sighed.

"The people who went out are not back yet. Not sure how Du Xiao is doing, Zhu Meng, Yao Ting, Shi Zheng… they are still out there. They don't want to leave on their own. They are trying to bring more people back to the inner city. The rest of us that stayed are completely worn out, injured, ran out of energy, or in charge of giving orders," said Fei Jiao.

"Hopefully he can do it..." said the mysterious man all of a sudden.

"Are you referring to Fang Gu?"

The mysterious man shook his head, but he did not respond.

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