Compared to the chaos and tragic state of affairs on the surface, the underground shelter presented an entirely different scene. It was less a shelter and more reminiscent of the Dwarfs, Gray Dwarfs, or Dark Elves' cities in Faerûn—in other words, this wasn't some kind of emergency facility. It looked more like a large city built underground.
The pedestrians walking around inside were all remarkably calm, creating a stark contrast with the city on the surface, which had been ravaged and destroyed by the Tyranids.
When they saw Duanmu Huai and the others, the pedestrians showed curious expressions. But the moment they saw the Mecha Girl walking behind them, everyone immediately paled and hurriedly moved aside, as if she were some kind of pathogen. Seeing this, Duanmu Huai said nothing. He simply observed his surroundings in silence and allowed the young man to lead them to a building not far from the city gates.
Judging from the interior decorations, this appeared to be some kind of office. However, there wasn't a single person inside at present—or rather, there had been people here before, but now there was no one left.
Duanmu Huai glanced at the steaming drinks on the table, then looked away.
"All right, you can tell us now why you brought us here."
"Of course."
The young man nodded, then looked toward the Mecha Girl first.
"Iron Cavalry, for stability's sake, I'd like you to remain on standby here temporarily. Is that all right?"
"That does not comply with regulations."
The Mecha Girl shook her head.
"Based on the current situation, I believe we should search for survivors and gather them at the shelter as soon as possible."
"...But I heard you were only just rescued. Don't you need time to rest?"
"This is the regulation of the