Three days, seventy-two hours.
When taking on the assessment task, everyone had optimistic thoughts; even if there was danger, it wouldn't come on the first day.
Once the camp is set up and there's a defense, risks should be controllable.
But now the foundations haven't been cleared, only two hours into the work, could there already be casualties?
Cheng Ye stepped forward, patted Liu Jianjun's shoulder, took over the conversation, his voice clearly echoed through the field:
"In the Red Zone, two residents were just injured and killed, attacked by mutant water leeches jumping out from underwater while clearing the riverbank. But everyone, rest assured, in our Blue Zone, we don't have to deal with these troubles at the banks, so the danger is controllable!"
To soothe people's hearts, the best method is transparency of information; otherwise, any assurance is mere empty talk.
