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Wang Fugui's video went viral online, quickly attracting a massive amount of attention. The house in the video, more luxurious than a palace, left many people speechless. To top it off, at the end of the video, Lu Xiaoran opened the refrigerator, revealing it stuffed full of high-end ingredients.
In this apocalyptic world, such delicacies could only be found on the tables of the wealthy, even in better times. Many were convinced the video had to be fake; how could anyone possibly live in such a house now? However, as someone who specializes in video editing, I couldn't spot any signs of post-production in this particular clip.
Netizens debated the authenticity of the video, with most expressing skepticism while a small minority chose to believe it. My family had run out of food, and staying home meant waiting for death. I decided to head up the mountain to see if there was a chance for survival.
"I'll go with you," someone said. "My mother passed away a few days ago, and now I have nothing holding me back. Even if I die on that mountain, I won't care."
Those preparing to leave began rummaging through their homes for usable tools. They planned to follow Wang Fugui's location information to find Dragon Ridge Mountain.
A few hours later, the southern part of Dragon Ridge Mountain came into view as people started climbing up the slope one after another. Most of them were not in good shape; just because Lu Zhengjun's family had passed through the toxic gas without severe symptoms didn't mean everyone would be so lucky.
Many had inadequate protective measures or had come from too far away. Upon reaching the mountain, they exhibited severe symptoms. A few collapsed on the ground, their bodies convulsing uncontrollably. Others were violently vomiting, as if trying to expel their innards, which was a horrifying sight.
In addition to that, countless others suffered from coughing and headaches. It was clear that traversing through that toxic gas was extremely dangerous; even a slight misstep could lead to permanent bodily harm.
After resting for a while in an open area at the mountain's peak, those with milder symptoms began picking up tools and heading toward the safe house in the south. Most of the tools they carried were ordinary items like iron shovels and spades. Some had better equipment like electric drills and electric grinders.
However, relying solely on these tools to break through the safe house's outer wall seemed overly optimistic. After several hours of effort, they were astonished to find that their tools could barely damage the surface paint of the walls. The metal materials inside remained unscratched.
The people were left dumbfounded. Previously, Wang Fugui had mentioned in the comments section of a video that the exterior walls of this house were made of metal. They had assumed it was something like iron or steel plates, but upon arriving, they found themselves facing a material that seemed almost like black technology.
How are we supposed to break through this wall? I feel like it would take a year to get through.
Let's wait a bit. I heard there are specialized cutting machines for metal. Let's see if someone brings one of those cutting machines up the mountain soon.
They whispered among themselves, realizing they had exhausted their options and could only wait for someone with more advanced cutting equipment to arrive.
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