An Zhe pursed his lips as he saw the situation in the corridor.

Dozens of researchers in white coats were lined up with soldiers guarding them. One woman was agitated. “My assistant has to follow me. I don’t accept such a transfer plan.”

The officer told her, “You don’t have an assistant quota in the transfer plan, Dr Chen.”

“My research is inseparable from my assistant. I can’t do those tasks alone, not to mention that he isn’t inferior to me and can independently lead large projects.” The woman called Dr Chen exclaimed. “I have to trouble you to ask your superiors.”

“If you decide that you can’t continue your research because you have lost an assistant, you might have to stay here.” The officer’s voice was cold and heartless.

There was a brief pause and she remained silent.

An Zhe followed Dr Ji in the other direction. There seemed to be an argument upstairs and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground could be heard.

An exit was opened on the first floor of the United Front Building. An Zhe boarded the military’s heavy armoured vehicle and briefly glanced at the scene outside. The sun was so dazzling that it almost burned his retinas and the dry and hot air rushed into his lungs. The original flat ground was full of deep ditches like it had been clawed by a giant monster.

Surrounded by people’s breathing, the armoured vehicle filled with 30 people. He listened to the people next to him discussing the transfer. The Lighthouse only had a total of 500 places which was one-tenth of all staff.

Someone asked, “What about our equipment and materials?”

“After we leave, the Lighthouse will be completely powered off. The laboratories will be graded according to the importance and important samples will be transferred to the Garden of Eden.”

There was a bang and the door closed. The armoured vehicle started and the compartment was dark and silent. The doctor grabbed his hand.

An Zhe suddenly felt that this scene was extremely familiar. A month ago, during the overwhelming insect tide, he also boarded the military vehicle in the same manner and came to District 6 for Judgment Day. It had been Poet who grabbed his hand in the dark compartment back then and now it was the doctor. At that time, the standard for people entering District 6 was to not be infected. Now the standard for entering Eden was if they could make enough contributions to the base in the future.

No matter if it was the outer city or the main city, a trial took place all the time.