In another room of the Taixu Martial Arts School, Murata Himeko stood before a city sand table constructed with projection technology. Her posture was as straight as a pine tree, and her long red hair was like a battle flag under the lights.
On the huge electronic sand table, red dots representing the Honkai Beast horde, like malignant rashes, continuously appeared and moved on the city map. This was a "variable" that none of Joachim's three simulation data sets had.
"Assuming the Honkai energy first erupts in the East District's commercial center, according to the energy diffusion model, the first batch of Honkai Beasts will prioritize appearing at these nodes..." Himeko muttered to herself while marking dozens of flashing red dots on the sand table.
Walter had already shared the three models he had obtained with everyone. Now, what Himeko had to do was to add the information that only she knew to this basic calculation model.
The flow of people in Sapphire City was extremely dense. It could be said that once it reached the peak period, the streets would be crowded with people. And the time of the Honkai outbreak was precisely five or six in the afternoon, which was a typical rush hour.
In this situation, even if there were a few scattered survivors on the light rail, subway, tram, and even buses and some well-known locations in Sapphire City, they would probably disappear in an instant.
But perhaps many people thought that the number of survivors in such a city would be particularly small?
In fact, even a few months after the Honkai outbreak, the front line of the Fire Moth led by Himeko could find hundreds of survivors in Sapphire City.
After twenty million people underwent a preliminary Honkai energy resistance screening that could be called one in ten thousand, the survival rate actually reached a staggering one-tenth?!
This was Sapphire City, with a developed economy, the first in the world.
But that didn't mean it was a city built by a group of wealthy people. The income here was high, but correspondingly, the expenses were also high. A dish that cost a dozen yuan outside could be sold for hundreds of yuan here by reducing the portion by ninety percent and adding an incomprehensible presentation.
Various "certifications" that were either imported, authoritative, or purely gimmicks were everywhere. Coupled with the inherent culture of comparison in luxury areas, this brought the consumption level of Sapphire City to a terrifying degree.
Yes, to a degree that would terrify outsiders at a glance.
And Sapphire City didn't have that many economically free wealthy people. Not to mention, a large group of them were migrant workers who wanted to make money and save money in Sapphire City, and then return home in glory, or even settle down and become citizens.
In order to save money in this environment, didn't these people have to reduce their frequency of going out and interacting with the outside world?
In addition, although Sapphire City had a cluster of enterprises and was completely packed during rush hour, a job that required daily commuting was still not something an ordinary person could get. So in Sapphire City, in a sense, "otaku culture" was the real mainstream.
Of course, it was completely forced.
But it was precisely this "forced" situation that made the survival rate of Sapphire City's survivors so high.
Himeko's gaze was focused. Through the sand table of calculations, she seemed to have already seen the tragic scene that might happen in the future.
"A preliminary blocking position needs to be established here to buy time for the subsequent heavy armored troops to arrive."
Anna Schariac assisted from the side, quickly converting Himeko's verbal commands into a specific deployment plan, coordinating the movement of the virtual troops and the logistics supply routes.
"Would it be more appropriate to set up the medical support point here? The transportation hub here is more developed, which is convenient for transferring the wounded," she suggested, her tone calm and professional.
She was an inconspicuous failure in the Schariac family, but her incompetence did not mean she was not human.
Can a person be so dumb they can't learn calculus?
Chen Tianwu stood on the side, observing silently.
The doubts in his heart had not been alleviated by the meeting. Instead, they had become heavier.
What he saw was not a hasty response, but an extremely realistic, frighteningly detailed... military exercise.
Himeko and Anna's performance was by no means a prevention of a "possible" disaster, but more like a rehearsal for a "certain" war.
They seemed to have an extraordinary understanding of the enemy called "Honkai," its behavior patterns, appearance patterns, and strength distribution.
This certainty made Chen Tianwu feel a chill.
He didn't care why they could so "skillfully" rehearse against a disaster that had not yet truly descended. What he cared more about was how tragic this disaster was that it could make them still face it as if they were facing a great enemy even though they were already in a "second time" situation.
In fact, one only needed to look at the virtual sand table in front of Himeko to understand this question, but...
Sorry, a person can really be so dumb they can't learn calculus at the age of fourteen.
The long simulation of the defense deployment finally came to an end.
A multi-layered, mutually supporting three-dimensional defense network had been built on the sand table.
Himeko rubbed her stiff neck and said to Anna, "The preliminary plan is almost done. Anna, take Mr. Chen to move around a bit. You can't learn anything just by watching.
"At the very least, let him master the most basic self-protection ability. In case... he encounters some wandering 'mobs', he won't be helpless." She glanced at Chen Tianwu's slender and thin limbs, her words still carrying that precautionary hypothetical tone.
Chen Tianwu felt that he was being underestimated, but what was more uncomfortable was that he found that he seemed to have no conditions to refute.
"Understood," Anna turned to Chen Tianwu with an encouraging smile. "Let's go. Get familiar with the environment, and I'll teach you some basics."
Hiss—
Chen Tianwu suspected that Anna was deliberately making things difficult for him by using English, but he had no evidence.
Because Anna herself was a foreigner, it was already giving him a lot of face to use Chinese for 99% of their communication in front of him.
What you think is impolite—the other party doesn't speak Chinese.
What is actually polite—the English they speak has no accent.
To be honest, Chen Tianwu thought that people like Anna would just throw him a simultaneous interpreter and speak English on their own, leaving him to stare at the machine-translated Chinese in a daze.
The two of them left the place that was probably going to be the command center and walked along a relatively quiet internal passage.
Anna explained the most basic danger avoidance awareness and simple self-defense techniques to Chen Tianwu, focusing on how to use the environment, how to observe the "enemy's" movements, and how to strike and retreat, never getting entangled.
"Remember, your primary goal is survival, not combat. If you encounter a situation you can't handle, run. Run without hesitation," Anna emphasized, her eyes serious.
"Aba, aba," Chen Tianwu's eyes were dull, and he drooled foolishly.
Anna, who had been painstakingly explaining all the way, even using gestures for fear of making a mistake, instantly saw red.