Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 157 - 156: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (30)

Chapter 157: Chapter 156: An Apocalyptic Life from Scratch (30)

Tang Zelin nodded, “In the southern provinces, they have been suffering from disasters for two or three months now, and with the north also being restless, it’s no surprise that there are some disruptive elements. Go out armed, and never break the rules unless absolutely necessary, but also ensure the personal safety of our people.”

Wang Jun sighed, “Here in City C, from the looks of it, it’s been much quieter.”

Apart from flooding disasters and resettling the displaced, repairing roads and facilities, there hasn’t yet been any reports of unrest.

Tang Zelin smiled, said nothing, his dark eyes aloof, as if everything was under control.

Qu Guo’an sighed, saying from across, “I’m afraid the good days won’t last much longer.”

These words were clear to the four people present; if the situation in the surrounding areas was this severe, while City C managed to remain relatively stable, it might attract more people from other provinces, and then the situation here would be hard to predict.

A fourth or fifth-tier small city, capable of self-preservation, but the massive influx akin to a tide of disaster-stricken population would be beyond the local capabilities to handle.

By then, anything could happen.

They had been pondering over such matters for years, and they all knew it well. However, they were the military; urban management was the responsibility of the government. They were only responsible for security. Unless absolutely necessary, the troops could not substitute for the government’s duties. It all depended on whether there were capable people in the government of City C now.

Externally, it was naturally impossible to express how perilous the national situation currently was.

They would first concentrate on doing their own duties well.

After Ji Dong received his mission, he left the regiment’s headquarters to return to his unit. Wang Jun, kept behind by Tang Zelin, joined the Political Commissar and several other battalion commanders for a meeting that evening.

That night, Ji Dong organized his unit and set out immediately.

Su Shu, holding Xiao’ai, sat on the steps outside the badminton hall, watching the sun gradually sink below the horizon among the evening glow. As night slowly rose, they held hands and went back inside.

Like everyone else, they rested, ate, and slept.

It was no different from other days, but that night, Su Shu slept very uneasily, waking up from time to time.

Every time she woke, the hall was dark and filled with the deep breathing of everyone asleep. Occasionally, she could hear someone who suffered from insomnia weeping softly.

Toward the latter part of the night, Su Shu could not sleep well at all. Her eyes open, her mind suddenly flooded with many memories from her past life to this life, various images intertwined, making her mind chaotic, until the wee hours of three or four o’clock, when sleepiness struck again, and she closed her eyes planning to nap a little longer.

But this nap, Su Shu had never expected.

The sun did not rise again, as if it had suddenly disappeared from the sky.

Su Shu awoke with Xiao’ai burrowed into her arms because of the cold.

Opening her eyes, she saw Sister Xiaoxia with a pale face beside her and couldn’t help asking, “Sister Xiaoxia, what’s the matter?”

Li Xiaoxia, hearing the noise, turned back to say, “Girl, look at your watch, what time is it?”

Huh? Isn’t it still dark outside?

She looked down at her watch. The hour hand was already pointing at nine o’clock.

Nine o’clock?!!

Su Shu hurriedly climbed out of bed, threw on her clothes, moved forward, and turned around to look outside through the window.

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It was still dark.

A pang of anxiety hit her heart, “Isn’t it morning yet?”

“Yes, why hasn’t it become light yet? Everyone woke up thinking their watches were broken, but while one might be wrong, it can’t be that everyone’s are, right? Is yours also showing nine?”

“Yes,” Su Shu understood roughly what was coming.

Li Xiaoxia seemed emotionally unstable, and not just her—Su Shu noticed that many people around her were also behaving unusually.