The helicopter brought them to the refugee zone, where they held each other tightly.
Liu Haoyu said, "This nightmare is finally over."
A voice echoed from the distance, "This nightmare has only just begun."
Zhang Jilian sat in a corner of the refugee zone, staring blankly at the water bottle in his hands. Suddenly, his phone vibrated. He froze for a moment before picking it up—the screen displayed an unknown number. After hesitating briefly, he pressed the answer button and brought the phone to his ear.