The group was at a loss for words.
"There's also a booklet here, intelligence! Black Disaster intelligence!" Suddenly, Chen Qiaosheng exclaimed loudly.
Intelligence!
In this day and age, perhaps the most important thing is intelligence about the Black Disaster. Unexpectedly, that Yu Hong had even thought of this!
Everyone's hearts jumped, and they all gathered around to see the booklet Chen Qiaosheng had flipped out.
Stutter was squeezed into the innermost circle, with everyone's big heads pressing down around her; they all had put on the recently distributed breathing valves, their eyes fixed intently on the booklet.
The huddle of heads in close proximity created an oddly suffocating pressure.
Rustle.
The booklet was turned to the first page.
"I'm Yu Hong. This is recorded based on my own experiences, all the information about the Black Disasters I've faced.