The refugees, upon hearing the conditions, fell into contemplation. Joining the organization seemed quite challenging. Yet, humans are peculiar creatures; the harder it is, the more everyone wants in.
Everyone always felt: Only those who intend to deceive you would set no barriers!
For a moment, countless refugees were eager, waiting to express their intent to join the Parents' Meeting once they survived.
Just then, a family member looked at the building and, after frowning for a while, said, "Wait a minute, isn't that leftover steel-reinforced building my home?"
"Once we kill all the rats, won't the houses in the Upper Three Districts be free for the taking? Don't fret over your home; if the Grand Preceptor blew it down, it's a blessing from your ancestors..."
"What are you even talking about..."
More and more people charged out from the Key of Gate, reaching the frontline and forcibly pushing it back!
