Uncle Gu reacted the fastest and walked out of the yard in two steps.

The moment I looked towards the west mountain, following the sound, I felt like I was nailed to the spot. My pupils suddenly contracted, my lips trembled, and I even forgot to breathe.

The sight was like a death spell.

The mountain on the west side seemed to be pushed hard by an invisible giant hand, and the originally indigo-colored mountain wall suddenly cracked into a huge gap. The mudslide carrying huge rocks and broken trees was like a wild beast that had broken free from its reins.

It poured down with a "boom".

Fragments of thatched roofs were rolled up in the muddy waves, and the adobe houses of several families at the foot of the mountain were swallowed up without even making a muffled sound.

"Oh my God..." Someone behind him gasped, his voice trembling.

Just at this moment, several loud thunders rolled through the dark clouds.

The rumbling sound of thunder wrapped in rain came down, as if wailing for the buried creatures, and as if mocking everyone's belated realization.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Those buried underneath didn't even have the chance to struggle and poke their heads out.

The coarse porcelain teacup in the village chief's hand fell "bang" onto the bluestone slab, and tea mixed with broken porcelain pieces splashed all over the floor.

Without even looking down, he turned around and ran towards the west mountain.

His straw sandals stepped through puddles, splashing mud all over his trouser legs, but he seemed unconscious and only blamed himself for running too slowly.

"Village Chief!" Gu Jiayue hurriedly chased after him. The rain soaked her hair, and it felt cold against her cheeks. "Rocks are still falling from West Mountain. It's too dangerous. You can't go!"

The village chief kept walking, his voice drifting in the wind, yet carrying an undeniable persistence: "There are five families like Zhang Laoba at the foot of the mountain. I won't be able to close my eyes if I don't go and see them!"

Gu Jiayue wanted to persuade him again, but the village chief suddenly turned around, his cloudy eyes full of bloodshot: "Don't follow! Go to the school and keep an eye on the children. The terrain there is high, and keeping an eye on them is better than anything else! We men will take care of the rescue!"

"Yes, Jiayue, listen to the village chief!" The uncle also turned around, his face stained with mud, but his tone was firm, "The children in the school are more important!"

Gu Jiayue clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. She knew she couldn't be tough at this moment.

Although he had practiced martial arts with Hu Zi for half a year, in terms of strength and ability to wade through mud, he was indeed no match for these men who had been doing farm work all year round.

She took a deep breath, her throat constricted by the rain. "Alright! Be careful! I'll go ring the gong to gather the villagers and have them bring their tools to support us!"

Everyone immediately split up and took action.

The village chief, the eldest uncle and the second uncle picked up the hoe and dustpan from the wall and ran towards the west mountain through the mud.

Gu Jiayue pulled Gu Yuchuan and dug out the bronze gong from the woodshed. The rust on the gong was washed shiny by the rain.

"Ding-ding-ding" the sound of a gong exploded in the rain. Gu Jiayue ran along the village road, her voice filled with rapid panting: "Come out quickly! There's a landslide on the west mountain! Don't stay home, run to higher ground!"

The villagers were already frightened by the loud noise just now. Some of them were looking out the windows, while others gathered in the yard to discuss the matter.

Hearing the sound of the gong and Gu Jiayue's call, the doors of every household creaked open.

Some people were holding babies in swaddling clothes, some were pulling trembling old people, and even babies who had just learned to walk were carried on the shoulders of adults and ran hurriedly towards the village road.

"Mom, hurry up!" A young man grabbed the old woman's arm and rushed out.

The old woman suddenly broke free and turned to run back into the house. "My wooden box is still in the kang hole! It contains the silver I saved for ten years!"

"Mom!" The young man stamped his feet anxiously, rain running down his forehead. "My life is almost gone, what's the point of asking for money? The village training a few days ago said that in the event of a landslide, the first thing to do is to save your life!"

"That's the money I gave your brother to marry!" The old woman stiffened her neck, determined to go back and get it. "How are you going to marry without the money?"

The young man had no choice but to shout to his wife: "Take the baby to school first, I'll tell mother to come later!"

The wife bit her lip, looked at the child in her arms who was crying in fear, and finally nodded, looking back every few steps and following the crowd to a higher place.

Gu Jiayue ran past the house, banging a gong. Seeing this, she shouted, "Auntie! There's emergency food in the academy. It's not too late to come back and find something when we're safe!"

She didn't have time to wait any longer, as the gong sounded again, like an order to split the rain curtain.

As more and more villagers gathered, Gu Jiayue stood on the millstone, rain dripping down her hair, but her voice was unusually clear: "Young and strong people over 18 and under 35, come to me!"

A man in shorts handed the child in his arms to his wife and said in a gruff voice, "Take the child to school, I'll go help."

His wife grabbed his sleeve, her eyes reddened: "Don't go, there are so many people in the village, we don't need you, but our child is still young and can't be without a father."

Their ancestors have lived here for generations, and this is not the first time they have encountered a mudslide in their lifetime.

The earth and rocks that rolled down in that instant were beyond human control.

The woman was afraid that her man would never come back.

The man patted his wife's hand and softened his voice. "If everyone thinks this way, who will save people?"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on. As a Taohua Villager, how can we just sit there and watch our fellow villagers being buried?"

He turned around and walked against the flow of people towards Gu Jiayue. A dozen young men soon followed behind him, each with a clenched fist and an anxious but determined look on his face.

The woman opened her mouth, but in the end, she could no longer say anything to stop him. She could only watch her man run against the flow of people towards an unknown future.

The mother-in-law patted the woman's shoulder and said, "Okay, men have their own things to do, and we have our own things to do. Rescue work is too tiring, so we have to help with the cooking!"

"We can't help with saving lives, but we can still cook."

The woman took a deep breath and said, "You're right. Let's go quickly."

Soon, Gu Jiayue was surrounded by young and middle-aged people.

Gu Jiayue quickly counted the number of people and divided them into five teams. "Brother Hua, take the patrol team to the high slope east of the village and keep an eye on the west mountain. If you see the mountain sliding down again, ring the gong immediately to notify everyone! There are too many villagers there saving lives. We must not let any more accidents happen!"

Hua Qingzhu wiped the rain off his face and responded loudly: "No problem! I'll go right away!"

He ran away with a dozen young men, holding a sharpened wooden stick in his hand.

"Uncle Gu, take a team and check every house to see if there are any elderly people who didn't hear the noise, or people who have locked their doors. Make sure everyone has moved!"

Uncle Gu, who was called, picked up his hoe and said in a gruff voice, "Okay!"

He took his men to the village entrance.

"The rest of you follow me to Xishan!" Gu Jiayue took the lead. The rain hit her green cloth skirt, but it did not affect her steps at all.

Xishan is at the end of the village. Usually, only a few families live here. Because the terrain is rugged, the roads are paved with stones.

But at this moment, the original narrow path had long been destroyed by the mudslide, and there was only a endless muddy area in front of the eyes.

Broken wood and stones were rolled in the yellow and black mud. The original outline of the house was completely flattened. Only half of the trunk of a crooked willow tree was exposed. Rags were hung on the branches, swaying in the wind and rain, like a hand calling for help.

The village chief was kneeling in the mud with several villagers, shouting: "Old Zhang! Aunt Li! Can you hear me?" His voice was hoarse, but filled with the stubbornness of not wanting to give up.

But the only responses they could hear were the crackling sound of rain hitting the mud and the occasional muffled sound of rocks rolling down the distant mountains.

A young man raised the hoe in his hand and said with red eyes: "It's buried too deep, we have to dig quickly! Every moment we wait, the people inside will lose a little hope!"

Everyone looked at Gu Jiayue, their eyes filled with anxiety, expectation, and fear of the unknown.

At this time, this woman who usually teaches and educates people has become the backbone of everyone's hearts.

Gu Jiayue took a deep breath, and the rain with the fishy smell of soil penetrated into her lungs, making her cough twice.

She squatted down, digging her fingers into the cool mud, feeling the hard rock beneath. "The rescue team is divided into three groups. Team one, follow me to the front, and dig as much as possible with your bare hands, paying attention to any traces of wood or cloth. Don't use hoes, as you might injure anyone. Team two, stay on the perimeter, using hoes and dustpans to clear the surface rocks and mud, creating a passage. Team three, go to the open space nearby, prepare the stretcher made of herbs and door panels, and be on standby!"

She paused, then shouted to a young man, "Go to the school and get Doctor Lin! Tell him to bring enough styptic powder and bandages, and the sooner the better!"

Under her command, the rescuers quickly took their positions.

The fingernails of those who were digging with their bare hands were filled with mud, and they didn't even bother to wipe the scratches on their fingers from the stones; the people who were cleaning the perimeter swung their hoes, sweat mixed with rain water dripping down, and they were still shouting slogans to encourage themselves; the people who were preparing the stretcher used stones to press down the sheets blown by the wind, their eyes fixed on the direction of excavation, and the bandages in their hands were wrinkled.

But when Gu Jiayue looked at the seemingly endless mud, her heart still felt as anxious as if it were on fire.

It’s too slow. If we keep digging like this, even if there are survivors, they may not be able to hold on.

She muttered to herself, "Xiao Du, do you have a life detector?"

Xiao Du's voice, a little aggrieved and flustered, instantly echoed in her mind: "Host... I'm sorry, I didn't warn you about the landslide in advance. How about I cancel the weather system?"

Its round virtual icon swirled in Gu Jiayue's mind, like a child who had done something wrong. "I've been watching the changes in the clouds every day, but this time there's no sign at all..."

Gu Jiayue was indeed angry.

When she spent a lot of points to redeem the weather forecast system, Xiao Du patted his chest and guaranteed that all disasters could be warned three days in advance. As a result, there was no warning for the last rainstorm, and there was no sign of this landslide.

But she knew now was not the time to pursue the matter, and her voice was filled with suppressed irritation: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me if you have a detector first!"

[Yes, yes...] Xiao Du's voice trailed off, [But your points might not be enough.]

Gu Jiayue was stunned.

She had been in this world for over a year, and the number of students in the school had increased. Points had been steadily increasing, and she hadn't worried about them in a long time. "My points are so low? Did you embezzle them?"

[How is that possible!] Xiao Du was anxious and immediately called up the points details. A virtual light screen unfolded in her mind. [Look for yourself! Where did you spend all your points?]

In order to prove its innocence, the system quickly retrieved the points list.

The records on the light screen are densely packed.

Either they buy high-quality peach saplings for the village to use for grafting, or they buy high-quality tea trees and mulberry trees for the villagers to plant.

The largest sum was used to purchase hybrid rice seedlings and seeds for Zheng Qinghe.

Then he added many books to the school.

[Even the richest man can't afford to spend like this! ]

After all, their tasks are long-term tasks, and they usually earn points by attending classes.

However, the points earned from attending classes are limited, after all, the scale of Qiushi Academy is still too small.

This is also based on the assumption that Gu Jiayue has no bad hobbies and does not like to enjoy herself, otherwise it might be a negative number.

Gu Jiayue was speechless.

She also didn't expect so many natural disasters to happen one after another.

Then she suddenly remembered how the system had been tempting her all day when she first crossed over. "Can you pay in installments? No matter how many installments, get one for me quickly!"