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Chapter 57 Collapse
After learning about Haldane's experience, Nanyin and the others didn't know what to say.

Anyway, they finally understood that no one escaped smoothly.

A group of people looked at Jun Helan, and he sighed when he noticed the attention of everyone.

"Wait for me where you are, I'll go over now, be careful!"

"Good major general."

Haldane nodded obediently, paused and added, "By the way, Major General, can you bring me a set of clothes and shoes when you come here?"

It feels very uncomfortable to have no clothes.

Fortunately, there was no one around him, and it was not uncivilized to wrap the plant skirt around his waist.

It’s really uncomfortable to have no shoes.

He was quite embarrassed and said, "If I don't wear shoes, my feet will become useless."

Jun Helan reluctantly agreed and agreed to bring him clothes and shoes.

Soon, he set off.

Almost as soon as he stepped on the flying board and left, the gray dots on the big screen lit up one by one.

Some were forced to start and changed from red to green.

Some of the owners of the optical brain noticed something was wrong, or they were determined to see if it was activated when connected to the Internet, but no matter what, those little gray dots skipped the red and turned directly to green.

Then, the identities of everyone present began to ring out one by one.

They are all holographic projections from missing companions.

Nanyin and the others quickly connected, and projections of excited colleagues appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Nanyin and the others were so excited that they quickly asked about their current situation and sent them the coordinates.

Those with transportation came to meet up and picked up nearby colleagues along with them. Those without transportation sent the public shared coordinates. Nanyin and the others went to pick them up separately from those with transportation.

When the audience in the live broadcast room and the program staff saw this scene, they were filled with tears of excitement.

Thank God, they finally have news about the main force.

Leisen let out a long sigh of relief, "Do you know how I feel now?"

"How else can I feel? It's relaxing!"

The Minister of Technology chuckled, his fingertips quickly slid across the light screen, and strings of data jumped up.

Gu Shuheng frowned, "What are you doing?"

"Collect member information."

The collective appearance of missing people is a good thing, but the situation is not optimistic.

Glancing at the overlapping projections of the task force members on the big screen, he said with a somewhat serious tone, "Lao Lei, please be mentally prepared for the number of casualties this time."

Lei Sen, who finally got rid of the heavy stone in his heart, felt that the hairs all over his body stood up when he heard these words, and cold sweat began to break out uncontrollably.

He placed a trembling hand on the shoulder of the technical minister, looked at the big screen and took a deep breath before saying in a hoarse voice, "What are your estimated casualties?"

The technology minister watched the data jump and was silent for a long time.

Leisen and the others felt their hearts go cold.

"To, how many exactly?"

Gu Shuheng felt dizzy, but he still suppressed his chaotic emotions and tried to keep his voice steady.

"At least 600 people."

It is not ruled out that someone may have lost their optical brain during the escape process, resulting in the loss of contact.

"How many?"

Leisen's hand grasped his shoulder tightly, refusing to accept this painful fact, "Is it possible that the calculation was wrong?"

Due to excessive exertion, the finger bones began to turn white.

You must know that the entire working group only has more than 1000 people, at least 600 people, which is a reduction of almost one-third.

Such a large number of casualties would be a huge loss to the Chinese Alliance and all mankind.

"It's impossible to calculate wrong." The Minister of Technology, who has absolute authority in the professional field, broke his illusion. "I'm still talking about conservative figures, because some people are still out of touch."

"If these people are included in the casualties, the number will expand."

Sighing deeply, he couldn't hide his sadness and said, "We can only pray now. We pray that those colleagues who have lost contact are unable to contact us because their optical brains have fallen off."

The crowd fell silent.

is it possible?

Can they still hope?

No one knows, but now everyone is waiting for the members of the task force to meet Nanyin and the others, and for Yao Changqing to compile accurate data.

This wait lasted until around two o'clock in the afternoon the next day, when everyone who could be contacted finally gathered together.

Those who couldn't be contacted had no news as always.

Soon, the personnel statistics were completed, and the list of all staff of the task team was counted.

It has been determined that 132 people died, 723 people survived, and 617 people are still alive and dead.

Nanyin looked at the list. Among the missing persons, there were some she knew, some were acquaintances, some were acquaintances, and some were complete strangers whose names she had not even remembered before.

Low sobs came, and she looked around blankly and found that everyone had mournful faces, including Ye Lin and others who shed tears directly.

She pursed her lips and wanted to say that it was too early to cry if she could not see the body alive or dead.

We have to find the bones anyway.

But it's like it's stuck in my throat, and I can't say it out at all.

The atmosphere was too gloomy and heavy, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Sniffing, she exited the holographic list and left the crowd, wanting to be alone.

As soon as she reached the edge of the bamboo forest, she saw Jing Xilin, who was leaning against the bamboo with his back to her, crying and trembling all over.

She wanted to turn around and leave, but Jing Xilin's choking voice came.

"Xiaonan, I feel so uncomfortable!"

Nanyin was silent for a long time, then walked to him and sat down, "I feel very bad too."

But it's useless to feel uncomfortable, there is no resurrection after death.

"My chief and deputy assistants are all dead."

Jing Xilin said sadly, "They have been with me for 30 years, getting along day and night, and now they are gone, how can I explain to their families?"

"I'm sorry for them. When I took on this mission, I thought about whether there would be an accident... If, if I knew it would be like this, I shouldn't have agreed to their application to accompany them..."

He rambled on, and while he was talking, he broke down and hugged Nanyin and started crying.

Tears fell on Nanyin's shoulders like broken beads, burning her whole body.

But there was nothing he could do, he could only let him release his emotions.

Time passed by, and finally, he stopped crying.

"Do you think they will hate me?"

"...Who are your two assistants?"

Nanyin asked instead without answering. Jing Xilin was silent for two seconds and reported two names.

She thought for a while and then said dryly, "It's just missing. The death list has not been determined yet."

"died."

His voice was extremely determined, but his eyes turned red and turned into rabbit eyes, and the water in his eyes gathered again.

When Nanyin saw him like this, his scalp went numb and he quickly changed the subject.

"How are you sure they're dead?"

"Agar said that."

Jing Xilin raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes filled with sorrow, "Agar came out from the same ejection track as them. Algar's ejection order was after them. He saw with his own eyes that Beini and Wen Jian's survival cabins were destroyed. The meteorite impact left the ejection trajectory."

(End of this chapter)