Otherwise, there is nothing to explain his behavior.

They put all their energy into the evacuation drills, making such a desperate gamble.

It seems that his entire life mission is now to save these more than three thousand teachers and students!

"Perhaps we can go and meet Principal Ye."

Li Xiangdong looked across at Sangzao Middle School, where teachers and students had finished their drills and were returning to their classrooms in an orderly manner.

Zhou Hongsong put the last piece of beef in his bowl into his mouth. "Why would I want to see him?"

Li Xiangdong was momentarily stunned.

yes!

Why would I want to see him?

Whether Principal Ye's eccentric behavior stems from his emphasis on safety education or from being a second-generation heir like himself, the safety of the thousands of students at Sangzao Middle School can certainly be guaranteed.

Why should I bother to find out the truth myself?

In any case, they are most likely like-minded people, and what they are doing is just different paths leading to the same goal.

Li Xiangdong paid the bill to the shop owner and strode towards his car with Zhou Hongsong.

As he opened the car door, Li Xiangdong glanced at Chaosangzao Middle School again, seemingly unintentionally.

Just then, someone else was looking in his direction.

Their gazes met in the air, as if piercing through time and space.

However, they soon went their separate ways.

Principal Ye strode into the teaching building, whose exterior was ugly but whose structure was absolutely sturdy.

Li Xiangdong sat in the passenger seat. "Let's go!"

We still have a lot to do.

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A sudden gust of wind blows away the bright sun, and the scenery rushes westward.

May 9, 2008.

Tianya Tieba.

The post that predicted the 9/11 terrorist attacks and the Wenchuan earthquake on May 12, 2008, suddenly became popular again and was featured on the homepage.

People from all over the country, many of whom are from Wenchuan County, called home.

The conversations were all similar, all involving telling family members about the prophetic letter.

"Old man, why are you so stubborn! I've already told you that person's prediction was incredibly accurate!"

"What prophecy? I think you've gone crazy from staring at the computer. Alright, if there's nothing else, I'm hanging up now. I have to go feed the sheep!"

"Mom, you and your sister should go to another province to hide right away!"

"If you don't come to Shanghai, I'll come pick you up! But that would be more expensive for round-trip tickets!"

"..."

Soon, the entire Wenchuan County, Beichuan County, Dujiangyan, and even Chengdu, centered around Yingxiu Town, were filled with panic because of this prophetic post.

Most importantly, all the sheep at the largest copper sheep farm in Wenchuan County were transported out.

Moreover, Li Xiangdong, the owner of the sheep farm, required all employees and their families to go to Panzhihua City.

This action added credibility to the overwhelming rumors.

For a moment, everyone's mindset shifted.

But to just pack up and leave is not that easy!

Just then, governments at all levels suddenly issued an emergency notice that all residents of five prefectures and cities—Aba Prefecture, Mianyang City, Deyang City, Chengdu City, and Guangyuan City—must be temporarily relocated to Panzhihua City and Yibin City.

The city and prefecture coordinate the overall planning, the county is responsible for scheduling, the townships are responsible for specific implementation, and the village committees cooperate to ensure that every resident is relocated.

As for pigs, horses, cattle, sheep, and valuables, leave them if you can; take everything you can't leave behind!

Factories, schools, and hospitals are all included in this relocation.

In layman's terms, the government intends to turn five prefectures and cities—Aba Prefecture, Mianyang City, Deyang City, Chengdu City, and Guangyuan City—into no-man's-land.

The government's illogical actions seem to confirm the prediction that a major earthquake is about to occur.

Now no one hesitated anymore, and they all obediently boarded the Jiefang brand trucks arranged by the government.

Dust billowed as the convoy, stretching as far as the eye could see, wound its way along the mountain road.

The chickens and ducks were croaking, the children were making a fuss, and an old man was silently wiping away tears. A man and a woman in their thirties looked distressed.

When a person leaves, they can't take the house or the furniture with them.

If an earthquake really happens, my home will be reduced to ruins.

Even if they are still alive, how will they live their lives from now on?

Forget it, forget it!

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

The men seemed to be comforting the woman, but also as if they were comforting themselves.

As long as you're alive, you'll have everything you need in the future.

Li Xiangdong stood on the hillside, watching vehicles pass by, bathed in the warm red light of the setting sun.

A warm breeze blew by, and it seemed as if there were tear stains at the corners of his eyes, yet also as if there weren't.

Next to Li Xiangdong was a man with a topknot, a long beard, and dressed as a Taoist priest.

A gust of wind blew, and his dark blue Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, giving him a somewhat otherworldly and ethereal air.

"Master Qiu, thank you so much!"

Li Xiangdong expressed his sincere gratitude.

The Taoist priest, with his otherworldly demeanor, smiled slightly and said, "No need to be polite. Promising to build a Taoist temple with every penny of the money you promised is enough to thank me."

Li Xiangdong smiled, his eyes narrowing. "Of course!"

"Amitabha Buddha! If something like this happens again, please come to me again!"

He can gain fame at the highest level and build the Taoist temple directly. May the Buddha of Infinite Life and the Ancestral Master bless him. May there be more great victims like Li Xiangdong in the future.

Li Xiangdong looked down at the convoy below, silently calculating how long it would take to relocate all the residents.

In fact, he knew in his heart that since the government had taken action, given China's execution capabilities, there would definitely be no mistakes.

But this matter weighed too heavily on his mind, and he was always uneasy about it.

Li Xiangdong looked at the convoy, and Master Qiu looked at Li Xiangdong.

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