I have a space station

Since the doctor nodded, it meant he understood the Hua language.

It would be much easier if he could understand.

Shen Wengang slowly released his left hand, but the knife was still held against his neck.

"Hua country person?" Shen Wengang asked.

"Yes!" The doctor nodded.

"Why are you here?" Shen Wengang asked.

"I was tricked into coming here by them," the man said.

"When?" Shen Wengang asked.

"Last year," the man replied.

"Last year? Tell the truth, or don't blame me for being impolite!" Shen Wengang didn't believe him.

"Really...really it was last year. They were recruiting workers at the resettlement center at the time, so I went. I never thought I would be tricked into coming here, and I've never been back since," the man seemed a little scared.

This was a common trick used by the Red Coats, which meant that the people behind this were more likely to be from the Red Coats.

"Who are you referring to when you say 'them'?" Shen Wengang asked.

"I don't know. After I came here, I stayed in this building every day and hardly ever saw them again," the man said.

"What do you do here?" Shen Wengang asked.

"I just help people check their bodies and treat headaches and minor ailments," the man said.

Shen Wengang frowned, feeling like there was something wrong with this answer, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Do you know that they captured many people from Hua country a few days ago?" Shen Wengang asked.

"I know, I know!" The man's eyes lit up, and he nodded quickly.

"Oh? Then tell me, where are they being held?" Shen Wengang asked.

"They're being held downstairs," the man replied.

"Downstairs?" Shen Wengang was suspicious. This building wasn't very big and couldn't hold many people.

"That's right. There's a very, very large basement under this building that can accommodate many people," the man said.

"How many people are there?" Shen Wengang asked.

"More than 20,000 people. My job is to ensure their health and prevent the spread of infectious diseases," the man said.

"Take me to see," Shen Wengang said.

"Okay!" The man readily agreed.

"You seem very willing?" Shen Wengang thought the man was being a little too cooperative and asked.

"I am willing! Let me tell you, I've been looking forward to this day for a long time. I've always believed that Hua country would send people to save us, especially..." The man chattered on.

"Alright, stop, stop, stop! Stop talking nonsense, lead the way! I'm warning you, don't play any tricks, or you'll be the first to die," Shen Wengang warned.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got a little excited. I'll take you there right away! But you can't wear this," the man said.

"Then what should I wear?" Shen Wengang asked.

"Put the knife down, and I'll find you some clothes," the man tried to move the knife away.

Shen Wengang didn't trust him easily, but in order to allow him to move, he moved the knife away from his neck and pressed it against his lower back.

"Go find them," Shen Wengang said.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The man knew the tip of the knife was pointing at his lower back, so he tried his best to cooperate.

The man came to a cabinet, opened the door, and took out a bag from inside.

He placed the bag on the ground and opened it. Inside were a pile of tattered clothes, most of which still had blood stains on them.

"Turn around! Raise your hands!" Shen Wengang said.

"Okay, okay!" The man stood with his back to Shen Wengang, raising both hands high.

"Don't turn around, or don't blame me for being ruthless," Shen Wengang reminded him.

"Okay!" The man nodded in response.

While keeping an eye on the man, Shen Wengang rummaged through the bag for clothes to change into.

He was currently using a second-generation combat suit, which could be switched with one piece of clothing.

Soon, Shen Wengang changed his clothes.

"Alright, let's go!" Shen Wengang said.

The man cautiously turned around, saw that Shen Wengang had changed his clothes, and said:

"The clothes are fine, but your face isn't, it's too clean," the man said.

Shen Wengang felt that it made sense, being too energetic could easily arouse suspicion. So he squatted down, wiped the ground with his left hand, and then wiped it on his face, smearing the dirt on his face.

The ground hadn't been swept for who knows how long, and it was really dirty. Shen Wengang wiped his face with a handful, making it completely dirty.

With everything prepared, the man led Shen Wengang out of the office.

The corridor was dark, without lights.

The man turned on a flashlight to illuminate the way forward.

Shen Wengang didn't really care, his digital eye pupils had night vision capabilities. Even in the dark corridor, he could clearly see the surrounding environment.

They followed the stairs all the way down to the basement.

The lights in the basement corridor were on. At the end of the corridor was a door, with two people standing guard at the entrance.

"Halt!" One of the guards shouted.

"What's wrong?" The man asked.

"Who is he?" The guard asked.

"This is a patient I took up there!" The man said.

"Haven't all the patients already come down? How is there still one more?" The guard was a little suspicious.

"Didn't I tell you? There's still one person who hasn't come down, how could you forget so quickly?" The man retorted.

"Is that so?" The guard scratched his head, unable to recall after thinking for a long time.

"Do you remember?" The guard asked another person.

"It seems like there was such a thing," the other person replied.

"See, I'm right!" The man said.

"Then you guys can go in." The guard couldn't really remember, but since someone testified, he didn't dwell on it.

So the man smoothly led Shen Wengang into the basement.

As soon as the door opened, a heat wave mixed with a pungent odor of various smells hit Shen Wengang's face, and he frowned.

Looking around, the basement, which looked like a large underground parking lot, was densely packed with people.

Some were standing, some were sitting, some were lying down, all of them were sallow-faced, emaciated, and listless.