The People in the Copied City

Only one candidate appeared: Han Zheng. Rare grade, with expertise in rescue, crowd organization, and crisis decisions. Cost: eighty contribution points. Rather than press confirm, Lu Yao told Han Zheng exactly what he could see. “You want me to trust words inside your head?” Han Zheng asked. “No. I want you to trust the result.” Lu Yao put a hand on the old man's shoulder and selected temporary resident registration. Ten points vanished. The gray particles stopped. The old man coughed violently and began breathing again. Han Zheng lowered his axe. “What do you need?” “Organize the residents. Count everyone, close the gas valves, and use the school field as an assembly point.