Chapter 12 The Rain is Getting Smaller

"It's not worth the fuss."

The middle-aged man paused and said seriously, "Combining the above, I believe there is a 70% chance that the apocalyptic prophecy is true. It needs to be treated with caution."

There was a moment of silence in the conference room, with only the sound of flipping papers.

“I don’t think it’s something to worry about.”

The bespectacled man sitting across from him closed the document in front of him. "I just looked at the file. Even though those eleven people said 60% of the same things, that doesn't prove the apocalyptic prophecy is true. There's so much literature about the apocalypse online nowadays. Maybe they just read the same book and got obsessed with it."

"There's too little evidence at the moment," the man with glasses tossed the information on the table. "It's not worth the hassle."

When he heard someone questioning the survey results he had presented, the square-faced man frowned and was about to refute when he heard another person speak below.

"That's not the way to say it."

A refined, scholarly man said, "The world is full of wonders. Sometimes, what seems impossible is actually the most likely to be true. I believe in the ability of Lao Li's staff. If Lao Li hadn't been certain that the other party's confession was true and reliable, he wouldn't have brought the information to the meeting."

The square-faced man's gloomy expression eased a little and he continued.

"We have conducted various forms of questioning on these individuals claiming to be reborn after the end of the world, including but not limited to lie detection and hypnosis. We have also consulted experts for evaluation, and the conclusion is that the authenticity of their confessions is over 95%."

"That doesn't prove that what they say is true."

An old man with white hair looked over and said, "Apocalypse, do you know what this means? If there's even a hint of news about something like this, it's bound to cause panic and unrest. Especially for someone like us, we have to be even more cautious in making decisions."

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, many people began to agree with him.

"Yes, I agree. We need to investigate further. We can't make hasty decisions based on the words of a few or a dozen people. There's very little that can be verified in these testimonies. If the apocalypse hasn't come, then the decisions we make will only serve to disrupt the peace. Our wrong decisions will become the root cause of the apocalypse."

"You're right. We can't be careless about this kind of thing. Every decision we make affects the lives of two billion people, so it must be based on science. To say the end of the world is coming without concrete evidence is simply too far-fetched. If we dare to say it, the people must believe it!"

…

But some people have different opinions.

"I think we should prepare in advance. The current investigation results provided by Lao Li are actually very detailed. Even if we continue the investigation, we may not find anything new."

The short-haired female leader sitting at the bottom said, "The worldwide heavy rain has been confirmed. According to those who have been reborn, the apocalypse will come tomorrow night. We no longer have time to investigate. Instead of wasting time waiting and investigating, it's better to prepare according to Lao Li's current investigation."

The female leader's tone was heavy. "If the prophecy is true, with only one day left, we can't prepare much. If what they say is true, are we going to let the people face the apocalypse unprepared? Can we afford to sacrifice so many lives?"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the participants fell silent.

Although no one believed it, no one dared to bet on that possibility, otherwise there would not be this meeting today.

The person sitting at the head of the table, who had remained silent since the beginning of the meeting, finally spoke the first words of the evening.

"Everyone has a point."

The elderly man, his temples already gray, looked around at the crowd and said, "We cannot cause panic before a disaster strikes, but we cannot ignore the impending crisis and turn a blind eye to the suffering that people may encounter."

…

Thus, one decree after another was issued from this not-so-large conference room, and all departments that received the news took emergency action.

After the meeting, the participants left one by one. As soon as they walked out of the meeting room, they saw the leader's secretary hurriedly entering the meeting room.

Before they could ask what was going on, they saw a figure wearing a gray Taoist robe and with white hair appear in the elevator in front of them.

Everyone present took a deep breath and exclaimed in disbelief, "National Master?!"

…

The people trapped in the temple were unaware of the official actions.

On May 31, the heavy rain continued.

In the morning, village cadres from each village still drove out, found places with signal, and called the higher-level government to request rescue.

Fortunately, this time the call finally got through.

The hoarse-voiced operator told them that the rescue ships were currently in short supply and could not take them to the resettlement site, but according to the arrangement, a helicopter would drop supplies in the nearby area around noon, and asked them to pay attention to receive them.

Although it was still impossible to leave the temple, the news that supplies were coming still lifted people's spirits.

The atmosphere, which had been a little sluggish since yesterday, became hot again.

"What do you think the government will give us?"

"It's just instant noodles and sausage!"

"I don't like instant noodles. It would be better if I could have dried noodles or flour. Steamed buns and rice would be fine too."

"I was hoping for some fruit."

Someone couldn't stand it any longer and attacked, "You guys are just wishful thinking. You're stirring things up. If you ask me, it's good enough that it exists!"

The person being talked about was not annoyed, but remained cheerful, "Life is hard enough, can't I still dream?"

…

But in the end, the supplies delivered by helicopter were so abundant that it exceeded everyone's expectations.

There were not only instant noodles, braised eggs, ham sausages and other food, mineral water and energy drinks, but also hundreds of sets of clothes, even four barrels of infant formula, and two boxes of self-heating hot pots. At the top of the box was a letter of condolence to the citizens printed by the company that donated the supplies.

But perhaps because the number of people trapped here was underestimated, or perhaps the helicopter could only carry limited supplies, the things delivered this time were not much.

Even though the supplies weren't much, everyone wasn't as anxious as before. After all, if there was one, there would be two! As long as the frequency was sufficient, a smaller amount each time wouldn't matter.

After discussion by the whole village, except for milk powder which was only given to a few families whose children were still breastfeeding, the rest of the items were distributed equally according to the number of people in each village.

The five members of the Jiang family also brought back three bags of instant noodles and two braised eggs.

Of course, it was impossible to get enough food with just these supplies. But perhaps because the supplies gave everyone hope, even though they received very little, they had no complaints and only gathered around the village cadres to ask when the next supply would arrive.

…

As the Jiang family members watched the lively scene outside, their calm moods brightened.

Although the supplies sent were not much, it at least proved that people still remembered them and that the huge government machine was still functioning.

For the Jiang family, who have been immersed in the pressure of the impending end of the world, there is no better news than this.

The rain still didn't stop in the afternoon, and there was still not enough food, but the anxiety and discouragement on everyone's face were gone, and even the poker game that had been suspended for a night became popular again.

Only Jiang Qian was still worried and did not dare to be optimistic.

The family didn't see the live broadcast, so they always tended to believe that the authenticity of the doomsday prophecy was a prank. However, Jiang Qian, who had seen the panic on the middle-aged man's face, was still frightened by the expression she saw that day.

Especially since she was bound to a system whose function she didn't know yet. Thinking of the novels she had read before, Jiang Qian sat in the car, looking at the still gloomy sky, her heart becoming heavier and heavier.

According to the man, the rain will stop tonight, and the end of the world will also begin tonight.

Although she didn't want to believe it, Jiang Qian always felt that there seemed to be an invisible clock in the world, silently counting down to the end of the world.

…

Because of the delivery of supplies, the temple was noisy all day long, and the noise gradually subsided until the evening.

Because there was hope, the village heads were generous for once and asked the chef to put two more kilograms of rice in the porridge when cooking in the evening.

This rice was sent by the government to everyone. Since there were only 40 kilograms, not much, it was not distributed to every family like instant noodles, but every family can eat it after it is cooked.

For those who don't have much food, a bowl of thin rice soup can fill their stomachs.

But because they still had food at home, none of the Jiang family members went to join in the fun.

The family still stayed in the car to eat dinner. The frozen dumplings in the freezer were finally almost finished. Looking at the freezer that was almost empty, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Because the refrigerator had not been powered on for a long time, the dumplings that were originally frozen hard had already thawed and become soft. They were stuck together and cooked in the pot, and they became noodle and meat soup.

After two days of eating like this for every meal, even Jiang Weimin, the least picky eater, couldn't stand it, let alone other people in the family.

But as a child from a farmer's family, wasting food was absolutely not allowed, because everyone knew that farming was not easy. So even if I didn't want to eat it anymore, no one suggested making something else.

Because everyone knows that if this batch of dumplings cannot be eaten in time, they will only be ruined.

In today's situation where everyone is short of food and clothing, they should be thankful that they still have something to eat, compared to other people in the village who have to reduce their rations.

Only the youngest, Jiang Mingchen, was allowed to eat something else as an exception.

Under the dim light in the car, the family was struggling to swallow the noodles and broth in their mouths, but suddenly they heard a burst of warm cheers coming from outside.

The family looked out curiously, but before they could clearly see the cheering crowd, they felt a cool breeze blowing through the window frame. Looking away, they saw that the raindrops that had been falling non-stop before dinner had shrunk to thin lines.

This is the first time since the rain started that it has been so light.

Jiang Qian leaned out of the car window and felt a fresh breeze blowing towards her, carrying the smell of rain and earth.

【Author’s words】

The most dangerous moments often come when people are most relaxed!

Next comes the real test!

The stupid author has applied for the list again, I hope he can still be on the list next week!

I would like to take this opportunity to recommend another pre-collected book, which has a bit of fantasy and the supernatural. If you like it, you can go to the column to take a look and collect it.

The name of the pre-collected article is [Happy Night Market Stall]

Content tags: Supernatural, Magic, Food, Oriental Fantasy, Market Life, Healing Daily

The introduction is as follows:

In May, with the approval of the municipal government, the vacant land left by the unfinished project in front of Peace Park was divided into stalls by the Urban Management Bureau. After that, the night market stalls were officially opened for rent.

In the same month, three days after Xu Kaixin became an adult, her adoptive grandfather passed away. Before his death, in front of everyone, the old man left her his old house, a dowry of 200,000 yuan, and a gray necklace.

From then on, Xu Kaixin began to live alone.

She rented a stall at the night market and opened a night market stall relying on the skills taught by her grandfather.

However, she later discovered that the gray necklace her grandfather left her seemed to be more than just a necklace...

In the middle of Heping Night Market, there is an ordinary snack stall.

At first, no one paid attention to it. They just thought the boss was too young and the little girl always had a beautiful smile.

Later, the citizens of Linjiang City discovered what kind of treasure they had missed.

The protagonist is Optimist, just like her name, she is always happy and positive. She brings happiness to everyone with food and makes everyone happy.

In addition to this article, I had a new inspiration yesterday, so I started a new one, which is mainly about the secret love of childhood sweethearts, a campus novel. If you like it, you can collect it. The name is [Even if the whole world is against you]

The content outline is still being finalized. It is currently planned to be a short story of about 100,000 words.

I'm very happy to see that my book has gained three favorites in the past two days since it was listed. Thank you all for your support. I will continue to work hard! I hope to bring you a good reading experience.

A little cutie mentioned the issue of heavy rain warnings before, and I’m very grateful.

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