"...What's the situation outside?"
"It's terrible but also strange, meow. Everyone is working overtime, but they don't seem to be in a hurry, meow." Meow's poor linguistic skills made it hard for her to explain clearly.
However, combined with some text messages and announcements on her intelligence terminal, Lu Ping'an could somewhat understand the situation.
Just as he had guessed before, the first batch of a dozen Secret Realms and pollution events were still mere smokescreens and bait.
However, the Special Service Team, who served as the city's defensive force, couldn't just ignore it. No one could be sure if any of the "minor problems" would turn into a terminal illness that would spread to the whole body.
Most of the special agents and requisitioned civilian combatants had no choice but to enter these bottomless pits.
