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Chapter 412 Welcome to Vault 188

After the last rebellion, the internal facilities of the 188 shelter were destroyed and have been in a state of reconstruction until now. The consortium that originally owned 188 shelter is a member of the consortium alliance. If such a thing happened, the alliance naturally took over the semi-scrapped shelter.

A ball of light began to appear at the end of the tunnel, and the speed of the track car gradually slowed down. The friction between the metal wheels and the rails in the braking state kept making harsh and harsh sounds.

“I’m here…”

Qi Lin left the cab and saw that Song Xiaodie was still asleep, but her breathing was long and steady, and she didn't look like she had just suffered a fatal severe injury.

The railcar finally stopped when it was about to drive out of the tunnel. Qi Lin only heard a mess of footsteps outside, and the door of the cabin was opened.

"Don't act rashly in the car. Put your hands in the places we can see and come out one by one!" As soon as the car door opened, five or six muzzles were pointed inside.

Qi Lin looked at Song Xiaodie, picked up the girl in the waist, and walked down the hatch.

With a swish, more than two-thirds of the guns were pointed at Qi Lin.

"Report your identities, and tell me why you came here. Isn't this passage closed?" A young officer with the rank of lieutenant walked up and asked indifferently.

"We are refugees." Qi Lin considered it for a while and used the word "refugee". "A large-scale rebellion occurred in Shelter No. 187, the situation had lost control, and there were rebels from the Skeleton Legion everywhere, killing people everywhere. In order to escape, we had no choice but to start the railcar."

When Qi Lin said the four words "Skeleton Legion", the corner of the lieutenant's eyes thumped suddenly, with a deep look of fear on his face. However, the warriors of these soldiers were eliminated a lot of them, and their guns were lowered and they no longer pointed directly at the two of them.

"Is the situation so serious? The news we received an hour ago that the army has stabilized the situation and is gradually recovering the area occupied by the rebels."

"No, the situation is so serious." Qi Lin shook his head, "The number of rebels is more than 5,000, and they have enough weapons and equipment. You are also an officer. With such a huge power difference between the two sides, you should know who wins and who loses."

"...No wonder..." The second lieutenant nodded thoughtfully, then seemed to remember something, looked at Qi Lin and the others, and then asked: "Are there any other escapees? Or are there only you two?"

“There are only two of us in this car.”

"Well, according to the shelter's regulations, when a large-scale rebellion occurs in a shelter, the neighboring shelter is obliged to receive refugees from that shelter, of course, provided that the refugee has a legal identity and has not provided any help to the rebels. I said, you should not have helped those rebels, right?"

"No, I also killed a rebel sniper. There was a camera installed on the outside of the railcar, and the entire process was recorded on it. You can check it yourself." Qi Lin replied.

Although Song Xiaodie had joined some civil "resistance organizations", compared with rebels of the Skeleton Legion, those civilian resistance organizations were like playing house. As for the tattoo that might cause trouble on Song Xiaodie, Qi Lin later found medicine to help her wash it off.

"Oh?" The lieutenant looked at Qi Lin with some surprise, "Although I appreciate your bravery, we have to name everything according to the rules, yours, and hers, and what is your relationship?"

"Qi Lin, Jian, relationship... is the kind of relationship between men and women." Qi Lin said.

"Well, I need to verify your identities, please cooperate." The lieutenant said, took out an iris scanner and scanned Qi Lin's eyes. The identity information recorded by Qi Lin on the main brain immediately appeared on a pda in the lieutenant's hand.

"Qi Lin, male, 26 years old, former resident of the slum area of ​​shelter No. 187, Huaxia District, pmq1900052."

"Please spread the lady's eyelids. I need to scan her identity at the same time."

Qi Lin was originally a little worried about whether Song Xiaodie's strange blood-colored eyes would attract the attention of the lieutenant, but when he opened Song Xiaodie's eyelids, he realized that the girl's eyes had returned to their original appearance at some point.

"Jane, female, 17 years old, former resident of the middle area of ​​the shelter No. 187, Huaxia District, zjq1730146."

After verifying the identities of the two, the second lieutenant put away the pda and said to Qi Lin: "Welcome to Shelter No. 188. I will enter the identities of the two of you into the temporary residents' list of refugees. For refugees, we will provide accommodation for free, but you also know that the conditions for such accommodation will not be very good. If you have enough resources in your account, you can choose to buy idle rooms in the slums or in the middle area."

"In addition, please hand over all the guns and ammunition on your body. These things are not allowed to be brought into this refuge."

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After a series of procedures, Qi Lin and Song Xiaodie obtained the temporary residence rights at Shelter No. 188. Of course, if Shelter No. 187 is completely trapped in the hands of the rebels, this temporary residence rights will automatically be transformed into permanent residence rights.

Instead of staying in the shelter No. 188, Qi Lin paid 15,000 resource points at his own expense and purchased a two-story idle house near a market in the middle area.

The owner of the house died in that rebellion. All the windows of the entire house were shattered by the explosion, and the exterior walls of the first floor were covered with bullet holes of all sizes. In addition to the most basic living facilities, there was only a dusty bed and a set of folding tables and chairs.

However, compared with slums, the quality of life in the middle area is still much higher. At least here, you don’t have to wear a breathing mask when going out, nor do you have to fumble forward in the dark tunnel.

Qi Lin bought a large number of daily necessities, food and drinking water in the trading market. Then he went to the official material management office of the shelter to apply for two new game cabins. After being busy for most of the day, this two-story building finally became a "new home" for the two.

The gun holes on the first floor of the house were blocked by Qi Lin's cement, and all the broken windows were sealed with plastic steel plates. Most of the buildings in the entire shelter No. 188 were in similar decoration styles, and were filled with traces left by the last rebellion. Although they looked a little wild, they had a unique style in Qi Lin's eyes.
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