It has been three days since Gao Ming and Ci Nian entered the metro station. The refugee camp at the old pharmaceutical factory in the Third District is now completely controlled by the Ciji Association, and it's almost become their propaganda filming base. Countless cameras record the brutality of war, the pitiable plight of the refugees, and the greatness of the Ciji Association from different angles.
"Director Li has been missing for three days. Could he have died in some neglected corner?" Jia Youzhi cradled a book of scriptures, dressed in a pristine priest's robe, browsing a third-rate website: "The network set up by the Ciji Association's filming crew is impeccable, no lag whatsoever."
