Qin Siyang was deeply astonished.
He looked at Zhang Kuang, trying to glean something from his expression.
But all that greeted him were those heavy bags under his eyes and his weary gaze, with no sign of anything hidden.
He looked over the people around him again.
Hu Chan, Zhao Sifang, and Fu Wanli still looked eager to learn.
Chu Baxing and Gu Yunpeng were also listening intently, having noticed nothing amiss.
Qin Siyang slowly lowered his head, a chill gradually settling over his heart.
On the day the apocalypse descended, the United Government was founded and the Safe Zone was established.
How could so much possibly have been accomplished in a single day?!
Setting aside the United Government, a political system whose establishment required careful consideration of numerous competing interests.
The anti-air glass needed to keep the gods out of the Safe Zone alone, which encompassed over ten thousand areas, would have amounted to an astronomical quantity.
Back in high school, when his homeroom teacher taught them about the early days of the apocalypse, Qin Siyang had already felt that the account was riddled with holes, but he had never taken it to heart.
His homeroom teacher was, after all, an ordinary person living in a remote area who had never undergone Sequence Ability Awakening, with limited access to information, outdated knowledge, and a narrow perspective.
It was understandable that he knew little about the process of establishing the Safe Zone or the beginnings of the United Government.
As for why the high school textbooks described things that way, Qin Siyang could also find a logically consistent explanation—everyone taking the Gaokao was someone who had not undergone Sequence Ability Awakening.
The Sequence Ability Users in power disdained telling them much. Land utterly devoid of fertility was not worth diverting