No, probably not.

Although her life and death were tied to the mission, she was not so frightened as to lose her mind.

After a little thought, Song Yue quickly denied the assumption that Zheng Yuexi was dead.

It’s the same as playing online games. If the prerequisites for a task fail, the system will definitely remind the player that the task has failed and needs to be accepted again.

The same goes for the natural disaster copy. Song Yue believes that the system will definitely issue a reminder the moment the mission fails, rather than allowing her to continue surviving in a copy that is doomed to fail.

So there is only one conclusion - Zheng Yuexi is still alive.

Feeling a little relieved, Song Yue turned back to ask Sister Mei while paddling, "Did you see Zheng Yuexi?"

They were all from the same college, so maybe the four of them had met him before.

However, Sister Mei's answer once again reduced Song Yue's remaining hope.

"No," Sister Mei shook her head. "The last time I saw her was when you two were talking to Jing Xiao on the shore."

Mentioning Jing Xiao, one can't help but think of the title of "Female Sea King" given to Song Yue by the academy. Sister Mei lowered her eyes in embarrassment after she finished speaking.

In fact, when it comes down to it, Song Yue didn't break any law. She just changed boyfriends a little too quickly, and thus became the object of ridicule behind the backs of the girls in the college.

But what did she do wrong?

She is beautiful, has a good figure and is capable. Such a girl will shine wherever she goes, right?

On the other hand, other people have the typical sour grapes mentality. They cannot reach the level of others, so they can only destroy others by trampling on and slandering them.

Sister Mei raised her head from time to time, glancing guiltily at Song Yue, who was paddling hard in the row in front of her. She couldn't help but feel fortunate that she didn't fall into the vortex of jealousy, but pulled herself out in time and kept a clear head.

Thinking of this, Sister Mei pretended to look at her three roommates casually. Two of them were burying their heads and picking at their fingers, while Nan Nan was staring at Song Yue's back in a daze.

After spending two years with them, Sister Mei is still aware of these little habits.

It seems that everyone, like her, has had a drastic change in their views on Song Yue.

Song Yue had to give up for now since he couldn't find out Zheng Yuexi's whereabouts.

The Lake Heart Hotel is located on a relatively high slope in the scenic area. Its location is a bit remote, but the environment is good. Some students from the Academy of Fine Arts, including Song Yue, live here.

The hotel has a total of 8 floors. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the safest place in the scenic area.

However, the first floor was also flooded. Song Yue circled the hotel and finally parked the kayak on the balcony of a room on the second floor.

Several people paddled in kayaks and climbed into the house one by one. They took a quick look inside and found that someone was actually living there. Suitcases, clothes and other things were all placed inside the house, but the person had disappeared, leaving behind only an empty room.

Now is not the time to lament about someone else taking over someone else's home. We were worried that the kayak would be easily damaged by sharp objects if it was tied outside. At Sister Mei's suggestion, we worked together to drag the kayak onto the balcony, which finally relaxed our tense nerves along the way.

Seeing everyone lying down or sitting, each one looking more exhausted than the other, Song Yue didn't feel comfortable disturbing them. She simply walked over to the owner and asked in a low voice, "Can you come with me to find the hotel staff later?"

The owner was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "Okay, no problem."

The Qianhe Lake area has its own local dialect, which is completely incomprehensible to foreign tourists. Moreover, because this scenic spot is relatively niche and not very famous on the Internet, not all local hotel staff can speak Mandarin. Even if they can, they have a strong local accent, which makes it difficult to understand.

Seeing that Song Yue didn't ask anyone else but only asked herself, the owner understood her intention - she wanted him, who had run a shop locally for many years, to act as an interpreter.

After a short rest, Song Yue gave everyone some instructions, asking them to stay in the room for the time being and make a decision after she and the owner got the news.

"My name is Huang An, you can just call me Brother An from now on." He hadn't had time to introduce himself along the way, so now that he had some free time, the owner took the initiative to introduce his name.

Song Yue nodded and was about to introduce her name as well, but was interrupted by the shop owner with a smile: "I know your name, Song Yue, right? I heard your friends calling you that on the boat."

Song Yue smiled and said, "Well, you can call me Xiaoyue."

"Xiaoyue, can I ask what you're looking for the staff for?"

Song Yue walked to the corner of the corridor, looked at the hotel floor plan hanging on the wall, and replied, "I want to ask if there are any empty rooms on the upper floors. We can't always be crowded in one room. Of course, if possible, we can exchange some supplies."

But for her, exchanging supplies is secondary, and getting information is the real purpose.

The first floor of the hotel was flooded, and the staff must have run upstairs immediately.

She had just looked at the floor plan and confirmed that the original owner's memory of "a relatively large buffet restaurant on the second floor" was accurate. There was water and food in the restaurant, and the staff were probably gathered there.

Jaune followed her, initially confused as to what she was looking for on this floor.

It was not until he turned a corner and came to a glass door that he realized she was looking for the restaurant on the second floor!

The restaurant has food!

They won't go hungry!

Huang An licked his dry lips, feeling a wave of thirst and hunger flooding his brain.

There weren't many people in the restaurant. Song Yue glanced over and saw that most of them were hotel staff, only a few dozen people.

This is related to the time when the flood broke out.

The rainstorm occurred at 1 p.m. local time, which was the time when tourists were visiting Qianhe Lake, and very few guests remained in the hotel.

After the flood broke out, most tourists had no time to escape. Those who were lucky could take shelter on the second floor like customers in a hypermarket. Those who were unlucky were like the consumers on the first floor of a hardware store, who disappeared from her sight the moment the flood swept in.

Death happens in an instant.

Anyone who can avoid danger along the way and successfully reach the hotel like them can be considered the chosen one.

Because of this, since the flood broke out, these staff members who rarely saw tourists fleeing from outside, when they saw Song Yue and Huang An, their eyes widened in unison, and then the next second they raised the pots and pans in their hands and looked at them warily.

"What are you going to do?!"

"I'm warning you two, if you dare take another step forward, don't blame us for taking action!"

The staff spoke in a dialect that Song Yue couldn't understand, but that didn't stop her from seeing that the situation was tense.

Huang An translated for her. She thought for a moment, then took a small step back with Huang An and said, "I'm sorry if we scared you. We didn't mean any harm. We are tourists who escaped from the hardware store and the hypermarket. We are exhausted from the journey and wondered if we could buy some food from you."

The locals didn't speak Mandarin very well, but they could understand it, so they didn't need Huang An to translate and they understood what Song Yue meant.

After sizing them up and down for a while, a chef in his forties said coldly, "You can eat if you want. We'll give it to you for free, but you're not allowed to set foot in the restaurant. Just wait at the door. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!"

It was already very good to get food. Song Yue was not short of food anyway. She came mainly to inquire about the news, so she smiled politely and said thank you sincerely.

Unexpectedly, her reaction did not make others let down their guard, but instead caused everyone to be quite dissatisfied.

"Master Chen, please don't give it to these ungrateful people. We don't even have enough to eat ourselves!"

"That's right. Wasn't the lesson we learned before enough? We kindly entertained those students, but they stole food from our kitchen. We can't trust these outsiders!"

The staff were arguing loudly, but Song Yue's focus was not on their resistance, but on the words "entertain the students."

"Has anyone been here before?" Ignoring the quarrel in the restaurant, Song Yue looked at the chef.

The latter looked at her coldly and snorted: "Yeah, about the same age as you."

After a pause, he continued, "I'm afraid you're not in the same group, are you?"

Song Yue didn't answer, but politely asked back: "Can you tell me what they look like?"

The cook thought for a moment and said, "There are five people in total, one very tall boy and four girls who are dressed rather...fashionably."

The chef didn't know what words to use to describe those strange clothes he had never seen before, so he used the word "fashionable" as a general term.

Song Yue understood his description and continued, "Is the boy wearing a white shirt and jeans, and one of the girls wearing a tight suspenders and a hip skirt?"

"Yes, it's them!" Two aunts stood up and shouted loudly.

"Master Chen, are we right? She's in league with those ungrateful bastards! Don't give her any food. Let her figure it out on her own!"

"That girl in suspenders even hit me with a rolling pin. Master Chen, look for yourself! My arm is all bruised!"

The staff became indignant again because of Song Yue's words.

Song Yue had already obtained the information she wanted, and knew that if she stayed here any longer she would be implicated by those people, so she signaled to Huang An and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Unexpectedly, the chef called her.

The former walked into the kitchen, took something out of the refrigerator, stuffed it into a plastic bag, then strode over and stuffed it into Song Yue's hand: "Take it, we don't have much left in the kitchen, so this is all we can give you."

"Master Chen!" The aunt and others behind him didn't understand and shouted.

The cook turned around with a frown and said, "That's enough. They are who they are. Don't implicate innocent people."

Although he also hated that group of unreasonable out-of-town students, he could not let the behavior of a few individuals extend to the entire group.

Just like those travel bloggers who came here to travel online, they completely denied their hometown Qianhe Lake because of a few bad experiences. This caused the reputation of Qianhe Lake, which was not well-known to begin with, to plummet, the number of tourists dropped sharply, and the lives of the local people who relied on it for their livelihood suddenly fell into hardship.

Later, someone posted a check-in note about Qianhe Lake on the Internet, and the note inexplicably became a hot topic. This unexpectedly reversed the local tourism situation and allowed Qianhe Lake to welcome tourists again.

The lakeside hotel where they were staying also reopened for business, and the locals finally had smiles on their faces.

After this incident, the chef realized that individuals and groups cannot be equated. There are bad apples in any group, but there are also people who deserve their courtesy.

The uncle cook didn't know whether the girl in front of him was the latter, but at least from her words and actions just now, he could feel that she was different from the previous group of students.

Song Yue lowered her head and glanced at the food in the bag: crushed eggs, sandwiches, a few packets of breakfast milk, and some fruits that didn't look very fresh.

It can be seen that they really have no food left.

She didn't want to make matters worse, so she didn't accept the uncle's kindness and stuffed the bag back in. "Thank you, you can keep these things, we will find a way ourselves."

Then he added, "By the way, the water level outside is still rising. Staying on the second floor isn't 100% safe either. My companions and I are going upstairs. You guys should pack up and go upstairs quickly too."

"Ah? Hasn't the government sent anyone to rescue us yet?" The aunt who spoke just now said with her eyes wide open.

"Yes, it's been so long, I thought there would be news!" The others nodded.

"It should be soon. Maybe if we wait a little longer, someone will come to rescue us."

As an outsider tasker, Song Yue didn't quite understand the world rules in this copy. If such a disaster happened in reality, no matter how difficult it was, the authorities would spare no effort to send personnel to rescue.

Putting people first is the purpose of her country.

But here, she wasn't sure if the officials would do the same.

The information provided by the system is relatively limited, consisting of introductions to the character's background, with almost no mention of the world's rules.

Thinking in the worst case scenario, if the authorities do not send anyone at all, then the next month will be more difficult than imagined.

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