The tag of Fallout Shelter 027 had been taken away and was replaced by a camp 27 road sign.
The people in blue fallout shelter uniforms returned to the surface through the elevator.
When they saw the thin rays of sunshine, they cheered, cried, ran on the street, and kissed the ground.
And the Fishbone soldiers stood in small circles as they chitchatted to kill time while comically examining those lunatics.
"Are these guys crazy?" Jiang Chen shockingly raised his eyebrows as he looked the blues skins cheering.
"They waited for too long." Cheng Weiguo had a cigarette in his mouth as he grinned.
After the initial excitement, the residents quickly calmed down.
Under the instructions of the manager sent by Fallout Shelter 027, the one hundred residents gathered in the middle of the square and began to unload their construction material.
It was a metallic board. That thing was magical as it seemed to be a memory metal.
