This was the shelter in City W.
In appearance and structure, it was no different from the Seventh Shelter in Z-City.
However, the entrance and exit that would normally be shut immediately after opening remained open today.
Although shelters were the residents' only refuge, even the strongest defenses were nothing more than a thin sheet of paper before certain terrifying beings. Elder Centipede, a Dragon-level disaster, was one of them.
By this point...
The so-called shelter was merely a gathering place for panicked crowds!
Outside the shelter, buses stood lined up one after another, each one crammed with people, yet even more people remained outside.
Although the Hero Association had discovered the impending disaster immediately, a city only had so many buses. Bringing in buses from other cities was absolutely not something that could be done in a short time.
No one wanted to be among the last to evacuate, so they all shoved their way onto the buses like madmen.
In contrast, the inside of the shelter, which had originally been built for people to take refuge in during emergencies, held very few people. Most of them were shelter staff and... medical personnel who remained at their posts even now.
The bright lights in the venue made it as clear as day. Most of the area was meant for people to rest, while a small section had been turned over to medical personnel.
All kinds of medical equipment had been piled together haphazardly. White curtains divided the space into dozens of sections, each carrying out emergency treatment on patients. Some had been injured in stampedes and crushes while arriving here, while others had been caught in the destruction caused by Elder Centipede because they arrived a step too late.
They were all critically injured patients who would never make