Chen Yu waved his hand and said nothing more.

Lin Lele turned on the loudspeaker, cleared her throat, and then pointed the loudspeaker at the tall buildings in front of her.

"Natural disasters are merciless, but Tianyu is full of love. Fellow villagers and compatriots, today, our Tianyu Group is here to bring you warmth. We have prepared high-quality rice and thick cotton-padded clothes. Please come and collect them as soon as possible..."

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Lin Lele's voice rang out in the silent city, echoing for a long time, like a ray of sunlight piercing through the haze, illuminating the gloom in the hearts of the disaster victims.

One by one, the disaster victims leaned out of their windows on their respective floors, trying to find the source of the sound.

However, since many people live inside residential areas with obstructed views, they cannot see the outside streets and cannot determine the direction of the relief point or confirm the authenticity of the "disaster relief" claim.

After all, going out in this freezing weather is no easy feat; it would be a death sentence for them. A slight misstep could lead to their freezing to death outside. They absolutely cannot take the risk before confirming the exact location and the truth.

However, people inside the residential area could not see what was happening outside, but some residents along the street saw the convoy of vehicles loaded with grain on the street.

Some residents who had run out of food and supplies rushed down without hesitation. Moved by this sentiment, those who still had some food left also ran towards Chen Yu, afraid that they would miss out if they were a step too late.

Residents living further inside the community, seeing this, naturally did not want to be left behind and rushed towards the direction of the crowd, even the 10-meter-deep snow on the ground could not stop them.