"What about the government?"
"Have they really abandoned us?"
"I heard on the radio that the infection has spread nationwide, is that true?"
The crowd only fell silent for a few brief seconds before erupting into noise again. These people seemed desperate to pour out all the problems and pains they had encountered over the past six months, and the chaotic questions buzzed incessantly in Zhang Ye's ears.
Zhao Sen obviously hadn't expected this kind of reaction either.
His face also bore a somewhat awkward expression.
But in the end, he was different from Zhang Ye. In the half year's time, he had become the savior and mainstay in everyone's hearts. Merely raising his hand slightly was enough to quiet the crowd.
"Stop making noise."
The voice remained calm as water yet carried a hint of ice-cold firmness.
His face was also stern.
Silence fell over the scene in an instant.
"Everyone go back to your rooms immediately and pack your belongings. Take everything you can."