"The university has been completely destroyed. There aren't many survivors like you—only a few dozen, it seems. Most of them are receiving treatment in our hospital."
"Can you take me to see them?"
The doctor understood your feelings, and since your brainwave readings were normal, he nodded and said, "You don't need to go. I'll project the images from their wards directly here."
The doctor took a small remote control out of his pocket and pressed a button. Instantly, over a dozen holographic images appeared before you. To your disappointment, none of them included Red Yan.
"What's the matter? Your friend isn't among them?" Seeing you shake your head, the doctor consoled you, "I think your friend will be fine. I heard that during the university explosion, the transfer center transported many people away. But because the terminal system at the transfer center was damaged, we currently don't know where those people ended up. Maybe your friend was one of the ones who got away."
