He groggily got up, looking completely bewildered.

"What's wrong?"

Ji Fenghe looked out the window with a grave expression: "The water might flood the second floor."

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xun instantly woke up and immediately sat up.

There were still seven or eight guests in the lobby on the second floor who were hiding here but hadn't been able to get a room. They were all exhausted and were now curled up together, fast asleep.

Using the light from his phone, Lu Xun looked down and saw that the first floor was completely flooded, and the water was only six or seven steps away from reaching the second floor.

The phone's light was dim, and he could only see a small area. The water was so deep it was black, and he couldn't see the bottom at all, which made it even more terrifying, especially in the early morning.

Has the rain lessened?

He looked up at Ji Feng and asked.

Ji Fenghe looked out the window, his eyes filled with worry.

"It seems a little smaller, but not by much."

"What should we do?"

Lu Xun looked around, trying to find something that could help them escape, but the small hotel was too cheap and had nothing.

Even the second floor is made of wood. If it gets soaked in water, and given how old the house is, it will probably rot very quickly.

Ji Feng looked out the window, but the rain was too heavy and it was too dark, so he couldn't see what was outside.

He turned to look at Lu Xun.

Do you remember any of the taller buildings in this ancient city?

The roads outside the ancient city are now blocked, and they have no means of transportation. If they were to leave the ancient city, they would be facing a vast ocean. For this group of people, trying to leave the ancient city in the pouring rain would undoubtedly be suicide.

The best course of action is to move to higher ground and wait for rescue.

But with such heavy rain, how can we evacuate, and where should we evacuate to?

These all became obstacles and problems.

Lu Xun pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"There was a church, which I remember was the tallest building in the entire old city. It was so magnificent that I took a special look at it."

"That's good. Do you remember the approximate location?"

"It seems to be in the west, but I don't know the exact route there."

Upon hearing this, Ji Feng pondered for a moment before saying:

“Let’s go find that elderly couple.”

"You mean..."

Ji Fenghe looked at the first-floor entrance, which was already mostly flooded, and spoke resolutely.

“Take the door apart and use it as a raft so we can move to the church.”

"good."

If they want to remove the door and move the property, they must get the shop owner's permission. Also, since it's raining outside, they need to take the shortest route possible, so having the shop owner lead the way is the best option.

Having made this decision, the two knocked on the elderly couple's door.

When the elderly couple heard that the water was about to reach the second floor, they panicked and agreed to what Ji Fenghe said without saying a word.

Having obtained their consent, Ji Feng and Bian Lu Xun began their work.

The two changed back into their wet clothes, then took turns going into the water to dismantle the door. The others woke up and, seeing the situation, several foreign tourists who could swim also went into the water to help them dismantle the door.

By the time the door was removed, the water was only two steps deep before it submerged the second floor.

After removing the door, everyone tidied up their belongings. The elderly couple wrapped a few valuable items in plastic wrap and placed them on the door panel.

Lu Xun then woke up Song Mai.

Upon hearing the knock on the door, Song Mai quickly sat up in bed.

"Song Mai, get up! The water is about to reach the second floor. We need to move."

"good."

Song Mai changed out of her dry clothes, put them in a bag, put on her wet clothes, stuffed the bag into her bosom, and then pushed open the door.

Outside the door, everyone had already gathered in the second-floor lobby.

The monsoon divided the people into several groups.

He first took Song Mai, Lu Xun, the elderly couple, and two tourists to the church, and then rowed the raft back to the small hotel to pick up the rest of the people.

Then, from the second group of people who arrived at the church, they selected strong and healthy people who were good at swimming to row the raft back to the hotel, and then pick up the rest of the people.

By repeating this process several times, everyone can be guaranteed to reach a safe area.

Song Mai helped the elderly couple onto the raft. Fortunately, there were two umbrellas in the shop, so they could squeeze together to shelter from the rain.

The rain was so heavy that Ji Feng and a male tourist used bamboo poles and planks they found in the shop as oars to paddle, while Lu Xun quickly cleaned the rainwater off the raft.

As the raft drifted further and further away, the elderly couple finally couldn't hold back their tears.

They had lived here their whole lives and never imagined such a disaster would happen.

When will this catastrophe finally end?

Will their homes still be able to be saved?

They weren't using real oars and rafts, so paddling was very difficult due to the heavy resistance.

By the time they arrived at the church, a full twenty minutes had passed.

The water level has risen a bit more.

Song Mai and the others quickly disembarked from the raft and climbed to the second floor of the church.

Ji Fenghe, on the other hand, had to row the raft back alone to pick up the others.

Looking at his soaked figure, Song Mai felt a little worried.

"be safe."

The man glanced at her.

"rest assured."

After saying that, he poled the raft away.

The church is situated on relatively high ground, and with a total of five floors, it is considered relatively safe.

Hearing the noise, the priest, who had already taken refuge on the third floor of the church, came downstairs and looked at the group.

Song Mai explained to him why the group had come here and asked for their help. The priest was a kind-looking old man with a white beard.

Upon hearing their purpose, the priest immediately welcomed them and arranged rooms for them. Seeing that their clothes were wet, the priest even had someone bring them clean water and clothes.

Everyone thanked the priest and finally felt a little relieved.

Once Ji Feng and Ping An brought the next group of people over, Song Mai and Lu Xun finally felt at ease and returned to the room the priest had arranged for them to rest.

Only after being moved to a safe place and experiencing this catastrophe did people feel at ease.

Exhausted, the people went back to their rooms to rest.

When Song Mai woke up again, it was already broad daylight.

She went outside and found many people sitting on the sofas eating bread provided by the church.

The rain did seem to lessen a bit.

Although it was still raining heavily, it wasn't as terrifying as before.

Everyone was praying that the rain would stop.

At the same time, Assistant Lu pushed open the door to the president's office. The man was sitting on the sofa, looking somewhat haggard.

"Master Yun, the rain has stopped in Esterdan."

Upon hearing this, the darkness in the man's eyes instantly faded a bit.

"Arrange a private jet to fly to Esterdam."

"yes."

"How is the situation in the capital of the Western Kingdom?"

"The branch office staff said the rain has lessened, but it hasn't stopped yet. They're still figuring things out. They said they've already contacted Lu Xun, and they've moved to a nearby church. They're safe now, so you don't need to worry."