Ninth class citizen

Chapter 59 The truth is exactly the opposite
This basement was built by connecting most of the underground space of the hospital. It covers a very large area and is divided into dozens of areas, so it can accommodate so many beds.

The beds were densely packed in rows, and the patients were either lying or walking. When they saw them coming in, their eyes were numb and cold, without a trace of warmth.

There were very few medical staff in white. They were busy walking around, as if they didn't see them. No one took the initiative to greet them, and they just ignored the hospital leaders.

Nan Rong instinctively stepped back a few steps, placing herself in the middle of the team. Although there were armed guards in front and behind her, the anxiety in her heart did not dissipate at all.

The vice president couldn't help it and grabbed a nurse and asked, "Where is the SDT sclerosis patient?"

The nurse woke up as if from a dream: "Vice President Lin, why are you here?"

She looked at the large group of people behind her and the armed guards with confusion. Her expression was shocked but natural. "It's in Area H. Doctor Henry is leading the rescue. I'll take you there."

It seemed that I was too worried. The chief of the guards made a gesture, and everyone put away their guns, but still cautiously surrounded Melissa.

"My bed is also in Area H." Ava whispered to Nan Rong, "My mother should be waiting for me there. She must be very happy to see that I am fully recovered now."

The little girl's eyes sparkled. Nan Rong forced a smile and spread his mental power.

There were more than a thousand patients, plus their families and medical staff, so the number of people in the entire basement exceeded two thousand.

They were relatively evenly dispersed in various areas, and only the area they were entering now had slightly more people. Among them, there were more than a dozen people gathered around a bed, probably rescuing a patient.

It was at this time that Nan Rong suddenly realized the problem.

Why is it so quiet here when there are so many people here?
"Mom!" Ava suddenly let go of her hand and ran in one direction cheering.

Nan Rong watched her throw herself into her mother's arms, speaking excitedly, but her voice became lower and lower.

Even from a distance of dozens of meters, Nan Rong could see that there was no trace of a smile in the mother's eyes or face.

This is definitely not the behavior of a mother who deeply loves her daughter.

"Danger!" Nan Rong warned subconsciously, but there was no response from the side.

She turned her head hastily, only to find that Melissa, Dean Hao and the others were still standing there, but their expressions had become numb and dull, just like the patients outside, and they did not respond to her warnings at all.

As for those guards who were placed with high hopes, they still held the source energy submachine guns tightly in their hands, but their condition was no different from that of others.

Even Melissa's captain of guards, who was said to have experienced many battles, still had a look of struggle on his face, but he soon regained his composure.

Nan Rong separated a strand of mental power and probed into his spiritual sea, but found nothing unusual.

That’s right, people with control-type extraordinary abilities are already rare. Cui En just died, how could another one appear so soon?

Besides, even if he really was a manipulator, it would be impossible for him to control so many people at the same time.

Nan Rong glanced at the people around him who were as quiet as chickens and sighed silently.

She thought there would be tall people to hold up the sky if it fell, and now she is the tallest among them.

If she had known that she would encounter such a strange incident, she would never have agreed to Shen Yao.

Thinking of Shen Yao, she is not alone now, she has the support of the Special Affairs Bureau!
They are the ones who are protecting Melissa, and I am just an innocent bystander!
Nan Rong immediately wanted to log into the Star Network to call for help, but his personal terminal was blocked again.

She looked at the medical staff not far away who seemed to be still trying their best to save the patient, took a deep breath, picked up Melissa, turned around and ran. But the next second, the scene around her changed and she appeared under a dark night sky.

Octagonal silver-white stars hung high in the sky, but blood was raining from the sky.

Nan Rong held Melissa's hand and stood outside the crowd.

Reddish-brown blood dripped onto his head and body, sticky and smelly. Countless people were excited, gathered under the high platform made of stone slabs, and cheered at the person standing above.

Nan Rong took a look and was suddenly stunned.

At this moment, she forgot that she was in danger. The faces of the crowd became extremely blurry, the noisy sounds could not be heard, and the only thing left in her eyes and heart was the man on the platform.

He was tall and slender, wearing a snow-white robe, with silver hair casually draped over his shoulders. He had a handsome face and gentle eyes, and was looking at her from a distance with a smile on his face.

"Florant" Nan Rong trembled his lips and read out the man's name: "Captain. Ha."

The bloody rain seemed to have its own consciousness and deliberately avoided Florian's side. His white robe was as clean as new, making him look like a god.

But Nan Rong still remembered how this former captain of the Fifth Column protected his team members and was pierced to death by thousands of thorns.

Yes, he is no longer here, just like all his comrades, even his body can never return to this world.

So what exactly was she seeing now, a silhouette of her inner vision, or something else?

Although they were far away, Florent on the stage still heard her voice. He raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, opened his mouth and said two words to her: "Die."

This lip shape is easy to recognize. Nan Rong lowered his head, and the sound that was originally isolated from his ears surged back like a tide.

"We want equality and justice, abolish the class system, and achieve federal welfare integration!"

As they shouted, they turned around and surrounded Nan Rong and Melissa.

"They, they are fighters for equality!" Melissa showed an expression of fear for the first time and hugged Nan Rong's arms tightly.

Out of nowhere, an item that could be used as a weapon appeared in everyone's hands.

Sticks, bricks, daggers, long and sharp iron sticks, sharp and silver axes. There was everything.

"Kill them." The faces of those people were stained with blood, and they said in unison: "Kill all the superior people. They took away everything from us. They must die!"

With red eyes and wielding various weapons, they advanced forward step by step.

"Ah!" Melissa let out a sharp cry, and huddled her whole body behind Nan Rong, shaking like a sieve.

Nan Rong lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, his gaze was cold and intimidating.

"You shouldn't desecrate the dead," she said word by word.

A light golden ripple spread outward with Nanrong as the center.

(End of this chapter)