Everyone knew their chances of survival were slim.
Now rescue manpower was seriously insufficient, and the soldiers willing to come here to rescue were either motivated by sympathy for those parents or firmly believed in that glimmer of hope.
"This world..."
A low voice, tinged with a trace of sarcasm.
Willie Ash looked up in shock and caught a glimpse of the sneer in Flossie Wright's eyes, feeling an inexplicable chill to the bone.
But soon, Willie Ash felt desolate and heartbroken.
This world was indeed unfair.
Those students who stayed up late to study must have been positive and hopeful about the future. How many wished to die, resigned themselves to degeneracy, committed endless evils, yet continued to live like walking corpses, while those vibrant students with boundless futures had to leave in such a heroic fashion?
In the end, even the chance of finding their bodies was faint.
