The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

The evacuation points for the cable cars are located in various parts of the area, and each person's evacuation point is different, roughly corresponding to the area directly below where their cable car is located.

Su Mu's cable car was located in the middle to rear section of the entire cable line, and his retreat point was also at the corresponding location.

After walking for about twenty minutes, the trees ahead gradually thinned out, and the view opened up.

Su Mu slowed his pace, his brows furrowing slightly.

Because he saw people.

Not just one or two, but a whole group.

The survivors of his cable and the foreigners on the other cable split into two camps, each occupying an area about a hundred meters apart.

People were evacuating from both sides... Scattered purplish-black vortexes appeared on the open ground; some people went into them and disappeared. But most people were watching, or rather, in a standoff.

Su Mu opened the chat channel and scrolled through today's message history.

He quickly realized what had happened.

This morning, the first group of evacuees was ambushed by foreigners.

Those people crouched in the woods near the retreat point, targeting lone individuals. They killed more than a dozen people and stole a large amount of supplies.

Later, Zhou Zhenguo and the Talented Ones Guild organized a counterattack and drove the people away.

But the foreigners didn't go far; they lingered nearby, occasionally causing trouble. This made everyone afraid to evacuate alone, and they could only wait for the main group to leave together.

The channel was filled with curses.

"Those foreigners are disgusting! They specifically ambush and kill people at evacuation points!"

"Damn it, we have guns here too, what are we afraid of?"

"The problem is, not many people here have guns! It seems like everyone over there has a gun!"

"Brother Zhou said we'll all evacuate at 6 PM, so don't go anywhere alone!"

Su Mu turned off the channel and glanced at the open space.

To his left were the survivors of his cable, about forty or fifty people, gathered in twos and threes, nervously observing their surroundings.

In the crowd, he saw several familiar faces... Zhou Zhenguo stood at the front, followed by several burly men, who were whispering something.

On the right are those foreigners, about the same number, but with completely different demeanors. They stand loosely, some smoking, some laughing and talking loudly, their hands gleaming with firearms... pistols, rifles, and one even carrying a hunting rifle.

That unbridled attitude seemed to be telling everyone: We don't take you seriously.

Su Mu's gaze lingered on those people for a few seconds before shifting away.

He didn't want to cause trouble.

The death of that woman at the military base had already enraged him once.

But those perpetrators are already dead, killed by him. He doesn't need to extend his hatred for a few people to everyone.

Moreover, he has never been one to meddle in other people's business.

He is not a savior, nor does he want to be a nanny.

The development of this cable was due to the joint efforts of everyone, not because he did everything himself. He prefers to be a sophisticated egoist... occasionally helping others without harming his own interests, but never becoming someone else's babysitter.

Su Mu did not retreat immediately, because if he went out now, he would definitely become a target.

He found a tree, leaned against the trunk, and waited for the main force to evacuate together.

Time passed by, second by second.

The sun slowly sank below the horizon, and the sky changed from golden yellow to orange-red, and then from orange-red to dark purple.

Just after six o'clock, Zhou Zhenguo made a move.

"Everyone, prepare to evacuate." His voice wasn't loud, but it was very penetrating. "The first group to leave are the elderly and the wounded, the second group are those who can fight, and I'll cover the rear."

The crowd began to move in an orderly fashion.

At the same time, members of the Talented Ones Guild also appeared.

They came from another direction, led by a man in his late twenties, wearing a black jacket, with his hair neatly combed and a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

Su Mu had seen his profile picture in the channel... Xiang Lin, the president of the Talented Ones Guild.

The two leaders didn't greet each other or even make eye contact, as if they were tacitly ignoring each other's presence.

They each led their own people and went in different directions.

Su Mu straightened up from the tree trunk, mingled with the crowd, and walked towards his retreat point.

His retreat point was at the rear of the main force, not far from Zhou Zhenguo's position. As he walked over, he came face to face with Zhou Zhenguo.

This was their first time meeting in real life.

Zhou Zhenguo was in his early thirties, with a square face, dark skin, a burly build, and stood ramrod straight.

He was wearing a faded camouflage uniform, a pistol tucked into his waistband, and military boots on his feet.

It's not the kind of official arrogance cultivated in modern society, but a kind of innate quality that inspires trust. Like a magnet, it draws people to its side.

Su Mu mentally gave himself an assessment: a soldier.

He's not just a soldier who's served in the military, but someone who's a soldier at heart. He's resolute, upright, and reliable.

Zhou Zhenguo also saw Su Mu. His gaze lingered on Su Mu's face for a moment, then he nodded slightly.

Su Mu nodded as well.

There were no pleasantries, no introductions, not even eye contact. But both of them knew who the other was.

Pass by.

Su Mu continued walking forward, and after walking a short distance, he saw another group of people.

People from the Gifted Ones Guild.

They were standing in another open area, organizing their evacuation. Xiang Lin stood at the front, holding an M9 pistol, talking to the person next to him.

Su Mu glanced at him again.

Xiang Lin was younger than he had imagined, looking to be under thirty, with regular features, but with an inescapable air of arrogance between his brows.

That arrogance isn't confidence, but rather a sense of superiority born from being pampered and spoiled since childhood, a sense that everything is taken for granted.

Like some rich kids.

Su Mu withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards his cable car.