"The textile mill is here, the textile mill is here, get off quick!" The ticket seller roared at the top of his lungs from inside the train carriage.,A month later, a meteorite fell from the sky. The meteorite carried a virus that could turn people into zombies. Du Ruo's space could only store the dead, the living couldn't enter. Even in the apocalypse, it was still dangerous.,Ms. Gu, I presume She should be Du Weimin's second wife, Gu Qing.。