Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
As Ming Chu had thought, things were not going well for the survivors.
Her warning had been early, but six or seven minutes only meant the officials were trying their best to relocate.
The remaining helicopters took the most critical researchers and their research findings out first. The ships also started moving immediately, and some people were quickly transported to the air-raid shelter by car.
At times like this, no one cared about supplies or food.
As long as human lives remained, they could find a way to survive.
But there were always people who refused to cooperate. They thought they were in the right and insisted that the officials provide proof, or arrange for comfortable transportation like planes or nanny vans.
In such special times, the officials simply skipped these people and arranged for others first.
Thus, at six minutes and thirteen seconds, everyone who remained saw the dark clouds in the sky form a vortex.
A long line, visible even in the heavy rain, stood between the sky and the sea. At this moment, everyone felt fear under the natural disaster.
"Quick! Get in the cars! Run! Try to run as far as you can!!!! Everyone! Save yourselves with all your might!!"
One of the leaders who insisted on staying shouted hoarsely. Those who had been making a scene for better treatment and refusing to evacuate were now filled with terror and regret. Everyone fled frantically, but between human effort and natural disaster, what could be the result of the final chase?
While the remaining survivors on the shore were frantically looking for a way out, Ming Chu had already begun the crazy rotation of being sucked into a washing machine.
The safe house might be a bit better, but the Goddess's self-adjustment system wasn't perfect enough to completely avoid rapid gravitational rotation.
Ming Chu's face was a bit pale, but she was doing okay.
After all, the Infinite Train was like this at the beginning, every time it felt like they were being thrown into a washing machine; she was already used to it.
But Zhong Shuang didn't look very good. Her already pale face turned even whiter, and she kept her lips tightly pressed together, as if preventing something.