It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 625 Refugees
Outside, the rain was pouring down, and the sky was as dark as night. As soon as Pashan ran out, he disappeared without a trace.

Ling Feiran chased after him to the corner but couldn't find him. She immediately transformed into a ghost and left the inpatient building.

She hovered in the air, surveying the area from above. She spotted a large lizard, nearly two meters long, on the building's exterior wall. It slithered down the wall like a gecko, its scales almost the same color as the wall. If it weren't for a few pieces of torn hospital gown fabric hanging on its limbs, Ling Feiran would have almost missed it.

They are just teenagers, impulsive and prone to emotional outbursts, often acting without thinking.

Ling Feiran felt that the boy named Pashan was just lucky; otherwise, given his personality, the guards would have discovered his secret sooner or later.

Of course, Amir deserves credit for his ability to remain hidden until now.

Pashan climbed to the side of the building. Three floors below, there was a protruding platform. He silently climbed onto the platform, leaped up, and landed on a large banyan tree in the courtyard. Then, he used the thick branches of the banyan tree to jump over the courtyard wall, easily avoiding all the cameras and leaving the inpatient department.

He must have traveled this route many times, otherwise he wouldn't be so familiar with it.

Who taught him?

Amir.

Thinking of the man who had tricked her into revealing her deepest secret, Ling Feiran gritted her teeth and mustered her courage to continue her pursuit.

She followed the lizard through a large area of ​​deserted residential buildings and into a construction site fenced off with corrugated iron sheets. Construction had not yet begun there; besides piles of sand and garbage, there were only wild grasses growing rampantly.

The lizard scurried swiftly through the grass.

Ling Feiran was confused, not knowing where it was going.

Further ahead is an abandoned factory. After the quarantine zone was built, all the local manufacturing industries either relocated or were abandoned, so this place is also overgrown with weeds, and some machines that were not moved in time are rusty due to lack of maintenance.

The lizard skillfully climbed into a huge sewage pipe.

The pipe was about half a person's height in diameter, and it was pitch black inside. As the lizard crawled in, a dull, echoing sound came from within.

Ling Feiran wasn't the type to take risks, but having been chased this far, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

After walking several hundred meters, the exit appeared before her.

Ling Feiran smelled a putrid odor carried by the wind in the pipes.

This is a sewage pipe that leads directly to the Molan River.

Just outside the sewage pipe is a rocky beach along the riverbank. From there, you can see the Molanjiang Bridge, hundreds of meters away, which spans the riverbank like a giant. This place used to be a tourist attraction, but now it is piled with stinking garbage.

Plastic bottles, garbage bags, and empty cans were piled up layer upon layer, deformed rats scurried around in the garbage heap, and even torrential rain couldn't wash away the stench.

The garbage came from a nearby refugee settlement.

The refugees were kept outside the fence. Relief supplies were distributed to the quarantine area regularly, but the garbage was left unattended and accumulated on the shore day by day.

Ling Feiran found it unbelievable that since the quarantine zone was established, no one had discovered that the factory's sewage pipes could lead to the refugee settlement.

There are tens of thousands of refugees outside. Even if we exclude the majority who are seriously ill or weak, if the remaining refugees use this channel to enter the quarantine zone, it will directly disrupt the order inside the quarantine zone. If it is not controlled in time, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Ling Feiran floated above the mountain of garbage, hesitating whether to go back and notify the guards, but seeing the lizard crawling further and further away, she finally chased after it, really wanting to know what secret Pashan was hiding.

As the lizard crawled along, its upper body transformed into a human-like form, while its lower body retained the lizard's hind limbs and tail.

The infected people living here seemed to have gotten used to it, each huddled in their simple tents to avoid the rain, and showed no surprise at seeing Pashan.

Pashan ran while calling out Amir's name:
"Amir! Amir!"

He rushed into a slightly larger tent and asked anxiously, "Have you seen Amir? Has he been here today?" Inside sat seven or eight people, men and women, discussing something.

These people looked impatient after being interrupted by Pashin. One of them said, "Amir is already gone! Pashin, what do you want with Amir?"

Pashan recalled being slapped, her eyes reddening with grievance, but she suppressed her emotions and refused to shed tears in front of others.

He clenched his fist and said, "Those nurses in the ward are getting more and more outrageous; they don't treat us like human beings at all! I want to ask Amir when he's going to start taking action!"

The person inside the tent replied, "We decide when to act. Amir is just a stranger; there's no need to ask him. Only we ourselves can save ourselves!"

“That’s right, only we can save ourselves!” another person chimed in, his eyes fixed on Pashan. “You’re the only one among us with cards. You can’t just think of yourself; you should also find some cards for everyone so that more people can save their lives.”

Pashan clenched his fist and replied, "That's what I thought too! But Amir said the time wasn't right, and we don't have the equipment to store the cards, so we can't bring them out!"

The other party said menacingly, "Since we can't bring it out, then we'll go in!"

Pashan was shocked to hear this. Although he was impulsive, he was not without brains.

"We'll be found out! The nurses in the inpatient ward may be weak, but there's a security team. Those people are not only strong, but they also have guns!"

For most ordinary people, a gun is far more intimidating than a card.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. A group of people rushed to the tent in the rain, shouting inside, "Something's happened! Ticha's been hit by the patrol car!"

"how so?!"

"Ticha was leading a group to stop cars as usual, but today the rain was too heavy, and the driver probably didn't see him clearly and hit Ticha directly!"

"Who knows if they didn't see clearly or did it on purpose! The patrol team treats us like thieves! They've disliked us for a long time!"

"We can't let this go! Let's go! Let's settle the score with them!"

"Yes! Let's go find them and settle the score!"

The crowd was filled with rage, and countless refugees emerged from their tents, waving their fists in the pouring rain. Pashan excitedly joined in, shouting loudly with the crowd.

More and more refugees gathered, surging towards the perimeter fence in a massive wave.

Ling Feiran couldn't understand their language, but she could sense their hatred and resentment. She could see the leaping notes becoming more and more vivid and vibrant—even without singing, the notes were like a conductor's baton, uniting these refugees like a symphony.

She floated in the rain, searching carefully, but couldn't find Amir.

Where did Amir go? Did he leave?

Do you ignite anger, fuel hatred, and then walk away?

She followed behind the refugees and saw a tall black wall standing in the distance, with the patrol team's vehicle right below it, now surrounded by the refugees.

boom!
There was a gunshot.

The patrol team issued a final warning: if the refugees continue their extreme behavior, the riots will inevitably result in bloodshed.

Ling Feiran suddenly felt uneasy. The patrol team could call for reinforcements if attacked, but what if something happened in the inpatient ward? Would the guards arrive in time? Would the infected people in the inpatient ward go berserk like these refugees?

She dared not linger any longer and hurried toward the inpatient department.

(End of this chapter)