After shaking off those two troublesome guys, Annie naturally began wandering aimlessly through the shelter, which had been converted from an underground military warehouse beneath the western outskirts of Guixu City. It was only a dozen kilometers from the black-market shelter she'd visited before.
"..."
Having learned from her earlier near-capture by those two idiots, this time she didn't recklessly wander around the military zone and draw attention. Instead, she chose the residential area, where there were fewer soldiers and plenty of ordinary survivors and children.
And sure enough!
Blending into the crowd here, she wasn't stopped and questioned at random anymore. She looked no different from the other children—at most, she was just a little cleaner.
That was hardly surprising. Conditions here didn't seem very good. Water wasn't scarce, but the survivors' accommodations were little more than huge underground warehouses converted into living quarters. Apart from bunk beds and various makeshift tents made of steel sheets, there was nothing else. It was certainly a far cry from the comfortable lives they'd had on the surface.
"..."
(°ー°〃)
"..."
(lll￢▽￢)
As she wandered around and saw what things were like, Annie couldn't help feeling a little dejected.
She had to admit, the conditions in this shelter were truly awful!
It was barely more than a shelter with the most basic facilities. The people were kept under strict military rules and regulations. Every day, aside from going to the cafeteria at designated times to collect their allotted food, there was almost nothing else to do. There were no businesses, no entertainment, nothing.
That was a stark contrast to the black-market shelter at Aunt Yanrong's place, which she'd visited before.
After all, even though the people there were also oppressed and tormented by the shadow of the Warp Daemon and the apocalypse,