Yang Shuangxi had an exceptionally strong mentality. He had survived all the way to the present in the apocalypse not only because he was cautious and always kept something in reserve, but also because of his mental fortitude.
He knew he had no choice in today's situation. Since the authorities had already summoned him, it was practically a deep binding. Whether he wanted it or not, he couldn't change anything.
In that case, he might as well cooperate wholeheartedly and help the authorities win this round. That would count as buying himself another protective talisman and widening his path a little further. In short, establishing ties with the authorities was ultimately a good thing. The price was a little high, but who could blame him when he had no choice?
It wasn't as though he could go against the tide and take refuge with another race, right? That would be even worse. Yang Shuangxi certainly wouldn't do something that offered no hope, either now or in the future.
Unfortunately, this was a multiple-choice question—and a deadly one at that. Pick the wrong answer, and you would die on the spot.
Since that was the case, he might as well risk his life to earn some favor with the authorities and widen his path as much as possible.
"Move closer! Everyone, move closer! Don't leave any gaps. Squeeze together!" Yang Shuangxi directed his subordinates, while his subordinates directed the prisoners.
Basically, each person could have only about one square meter of space. More than a thousand people had been arranged in an area of roughly a thousand square meters, so it was easy to imagine how densely packed they were.
Most people sat cross-legged. Once they placed their luggage beside them, there was no space left at all.
Fortunately, luggage these