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"You really believe what that 'mysterious man' says? I certainly don't." The first person to object casually crossed his legs and said, "In my opinion, this is a carefully designed conspiracy by the mastermind behind the scenes. If we actually believe his nonsense and cause trouble for the people, then we'll be falling into a trap."

His words made sense, and this was precisely the point that had been causing everyone's hesitation.

This is truly unbelievable.

Humanity's current technological level is far from being able to provide early warnings of earthquake disasters. Regardless of who sent that note or who has the supernatural ability to command a group of rats to do things for them, the key question is how the person behind it accurately predicts future events.

That sounds ridiculous.

They didn't even dare to report it, fearing they would be met with a barrage of questions.

It was such an obvious prank, how could you actually believe it? Where's your brain?

If you can't even make this kind of judgment, how can you expect to achieve anything? You might as well just quit your job and go back to farming!

“Ning County is poor. The entire Xinjiang province is poor.” The middle-aged man, sitting behind his desk, said in a deep voice, rubbing his temples wearily.

"You don't need to tell me that," the man with his legs crossed muttered under his breath, clearly dissatisfied.

"If the person behind this really wants to cause trouble, why choose such a small, run-down place like ours? How much turmoil could they possibly cause? If you were in their shoes, would you choose such an inconspicuous location to stage such a big disturbance?"

No one responded to this question, nor did anyone refute it.

Indeed, there seemed to be no need for them to make any trouble in their remote and impoverished area.

Put yourself in their shoes. If someone really wanted to create chaos, they wouldn't choose a remote and underdeveloped place to cause trouble.

After a long discussion among the influential figures in the room, the middle-aged man sitting in the main seat finally made the final decision: "Do as I say, and I will bear all the consequences!"

The person who had been constantly contradicting him, who had been sitting with his legs crossed, sneered. He didn't even bother with formalities, stood up, casually dusted off imaginary dust, and said, "Whatever, you're the boss, you decide."

Then he left without looking back.

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The following evening at 7 p.m., after seeing the news on television about the 7.2 magnitude earthquake that occurred in Ning County, Xinjiang Province at 4:02:38 a.m., Tang Xiaoxiao and Han Yunqi immediately loaded the dozen or so truckloads of relief supplies they had prepared and sent them off.

Tang Xiaoxiao wasn't that resourceful, and she didn't know if all her efforts would actually get her to get the higher-ups to take notice, but now that the news had come out, she was finally relieved.

The news reports that the number of casualties is currently less than 100.

Most of them were only injured, some slightly and some seriously, but none of them were in life-threatening danger.

The number of confirmed deaths is less than double digits.

This is already a miracle.

You should know that in my previous life, after an earthquake suddenly occurred, the announced death toll was more than 600.

Six hundred people doesn't sound that exaggerated.

But those aren't just cold, hard numbers; they represent real human lives!

Now that everything has settled, she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Although there were still casualties, they were unavoidable. She didn't know how the local leaders issued the notice, or whether they had organized any warnings for the public, but in any case, this was the best outcome she could imagine.