I have a city in another world

Chapter 5840 Hope in desperate situation
On the grass beside the road, many refugees gathered to rest, and everyone was tired from the journey.

They ate simple food while looking ahead blankly, not knowing what the future would hold.

In a short period of time, various news continued to spread, but none of it was good.

The war broke out so suddenly that people who originally thought they had nothing to do with it were implicated and had to leave everything behind and flee in a hurry.

However, there are also some people who choose to stay in the city, hoping to survive the crisis.

They are lucky and believe that as long as they look hard, they will definitely find a glimmer of opportunity.

Those who stayed had various reasons, while those who fled had only one idea, which was to save their lives.

However, this escape route was far more difficult than imagined, and it didn't take long for chaos to occur frequently.

Some people simply fell behind, while others collapsed on the roadside, looking like they were dying.

All kinds of accidents happen one after another. Along the way, accidents and deaths can be seen anytime and anywhere.

People are horrified to discover that death is so close to them, and it may be their turn at any time.

It's not that you can be safe just by being careful, but you have to pray for good luck.

No matter how difficult the journey is, refugees must go on just to get a chance to survive.

Those who have the ability have already reached the finish line, while those who have no ability are still marching hard behind.

The longer time passes, the more desperate the refugees become.

They beg on their knees for a ride from passing cars and are willing to pay any price.

Money, body, or anything.

But those vehicles were all packed, or simply ignored.

Some people cursed in despair, hating the top management of the group and the superficial Creator of Gaia.

People who curse also know that such curses have no meaning.

The Fano Group and the Apocalypse Organization can't be counted on at all. The former has fled collectively, and the latter is completely ignoring them.

If you avoid him for fear of not being able to reach him, how can you possibly help him?

Gaia the Creator is nothing but a joke.

After the disaster strikes, the indifference and cruelty in human nature is completely exposed, and it becomes more and more crazy and selfish.

Among the people fleeing, more and more people are left behind.

Those refugees who lack transportation and can only rely on walking are now exhausted.

Many refugees are in deep despair at this moment, thinking that they have no chance to escape.

Refugees with this idea simply stop in roadside towns and wait for death.

As time goes by, there are more and more such refugees.

They sat on both sides of the road and watched numbly as the refugees passed by one after another, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

The numbness of death, like flowers and plants that are about to wither, can be seen at a glance.

When passers-by saw this scene, they either chose to turn a blind eye or just sighed.

After all, no one knows whether they can persist or whether they will end up in the same end.

At this time, someone came over, looked at the desperate refugees, and suddenly raised their arms and shouted loudly.

Everyone heard the sound and looked around, and then saw a strange scene.

Various flowers on the ground turned into countless petals, flying around this man.

Such a strange sight made people immediately realize that the man in front of them must be extraordinary.

Sure enough, the next moment, the man told the refugees that he had been inspired by the gods and came today to save everyone.

The eyes of the desperate and numb people gradually changed. If they could survive, who would be unhappy.

But at this moment, they have no way to go, and there is no hope in their eyes.

The man in front of him seemed to possess extraordinary power, making the desperate refugees feel longing for him.

But at the same time, another thought arose. What price will the other party have to pay for doing this? Is he deliberately deceiving?
But in the blink of an eye, more thoughts came to mind.

So what if you pay the price? If you lose your life, what's the point of leaving more wealth behind?
Whenever there is a glimmer of possibility, you must firmly grasp it, instead of thinking about whether the other party is deceiving you first.

Many refugees became more and more excited when they thought of this, and their numb faces became vivid.

"Your Majesty the Envoy of God, please tell me how I can survive!"

Someone rushed to the man and knelt on the ground, kowtow and pray, with longing expressions on their faces.

When the people next to him saw this, they also imitated him and knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

People who are at a loss are easily influenced by the environment and do things that follow the trend blindly.

The more desperate the situation, the stronger these emotions become.

More and more refugees were kneeling on the ground, constantly praying to the man. This scene attracted the attention of passers-by.

Some people sneered, and some people looked on with cold eyes. They always felt that someone was taking the opportunity to play tricks.

When troubled times come, all kinds of monsters appear one after another and do all kinds of incredible things.

If no disaster had occurred, someone might have stood up to expose and refute it, but at this moment, the refugees were so focused on escaping that they would not care about such a thing.

He even thought viciously that it would be best for these brainless idiots to die as soon as possible.

Facing the begging of a group of refugees, the young man surrounded by flower petals smiled and told them how to overcome the crisis.

Collect a large number of flowers and plant them in the designated directions, then build a high platform and place fuel that can burn for a long time.

At the same time, a deep pit was dug in the central area and built into an underground fortress.

When everything is completed, you can fight against the black mist invasion and successfully save your life.

If you want to believe it, you can choose to stay. If you don't want to believe it, you can leave.

These refugees who stayed behind have fallen into despair. Now that they have a chance to survive, how can they easily miss it?

Regardless of whether it works or not, you have to give it a try.

Time was tight and there was no room for hesitation, so the refugees quickly got busy.

According to the man's request, they collected various flowers and plants and transplanted them to the area designated by the man.

Others were responsible for building high platforms and collecting food and fuel, while others were responsible for digging holes and building bunkers.

The lively and busy scene contrasted sharply with the fleeing refugees, attracting many people to watch and inquire.

Some people knew the truth and turned around and left without hesitation, while others couldn't help but laugh.

Obviously in their view, this is a group of desperate people dying, but it makes no sense at all.

They are just a bunch of wretches who will be deceived one more time before death comes.

But that's okay, I have a bit of hope in my heart, at least I don't have to worry anymore.

But some people, after hesitating, asked to join the team.

They were also like this, falling into deep despair and just gritting their teeth and persevering all the way.

Like a tight and damaged bowstring, it might break at any time and fall into the abyss of despair.

These desperate refugees are not much different from the walking dead. They have no souls and only empty bodies.

Now being infected by the atmosphere, the desire to survive has been aroused, and I want to fight for one last time.

As time goes by, more and more refugees join, and there is a lively and busy scene everywhere.

The man wearing a white robe, always barefoot, with a gentle smile on his face, kept walking around the construction site.

He spoke from time to time and encouraged the refugees with gentle words, telling them to have confidence in themselves and that they would be able to survive this disaster.

Perhaps this young man really has extraordinary miraculous power. The refugees who were already collapsed and desperate became more and more confident.

Some people even sang songs happily, which gradually affected the mood of other refugees.

After a while, the construction site was full of singing and laughter, attracting the attention of more and more passers-by.

Compared with the confused and desperate refugees, these men, women and children singing loudly and busy have become a special scenery on the roadside.