The situation was urgent, but Yang Rui said that we could stay.

I find Yang Rui's situation quite perplexing.

Chen Jian also hurriedly looked at Yang Rui, after all, Little Miracle was crying and fussing in Liu Jiaojiao's arms, obviously frightened by the continuous thunder.

“We can now prop up the firewood we found that we haven’t had time to split yet on the side of the mountain. This way, we can use these branches to support a slanted shed. Triangles are stable, so even if a mudslide comes down, it shouldn’t hurt us.”

"Besides, we still have that crab shell we found before. We can use it to shield ourselves from the wind and rain. As long as we can get through these two days, I believe even the biggest mudslide should have receded by then. If the camp doesn't collapse, we can still come back and continue living here. That's much safer than having to escape!"

To be honest, I didn't really believe Yang Rui when he first brought up this suggestion.

After all, I always felt that Yang Rui was not a good person, and I couldn't believe that he could wholeheartedly help us like this.

But at this point, we were all in the same boat. After all, the wind and rain were raging outside, and there were even falling rocks. Trying to escape was definitely not a wise move.

After hearing what Yang Rui said, I considered it and thought his method was feasible.

He immediately looked at Chen Jian and Wang Ping and yelled at them, "Go get the wood!"

The male colleagues around us, including the foreigners, had already started working. They rushed into our warehouse and moved all the wood out. Then, following Yang Rui's previous method, they quickly built a simple triangular support shed outside our current camp on the mountainside.

Then all the women were moved there.

Bai Wei and his team quickly moved all our tools and daily necessities over as well.

After all that work, everyone was exhausted.

Wang Xiaoxiao held Tianci, and Liu Jiaojiao held Qiji; both women looked terrified.

Chen Jian was responsible for comforting the two women, while Xiao Qiang had already started leading the other female colleagues to start a fire.

Because all the wood had been soaked by rain, it was very difficult to start a fire, but Xiao Qiang never gave up and kept trying.

More than an hour later, the fire finally got going.

Although we were all crammed under this long tripod, lightning was still flashing outside, and water was constantly pouring into our camp.

We came up with a solution: we used wet mud to build a fence about half a meter high around it.

Although these walls are not very sturdy, they can at least stop some of the rainwater that keeps seeping in.

We had an exceptionally difficult night. When the next day dawned, the rain continued unabated, and there was even some fog.

I suddenly remembered that the fog was poisonous. If we stayed here any longer, we might all get poisoned and faint.

This place is damp and rainy now. If they are really poisoned and pass out here, it will be a real problem.

I got up and told Chen Jian about my concerns, along with Wang Ping and the others.

Wang Ping's expression immediately changed, clearly remembering this matter as well. He then looked at me somewhat anxiously.

"What should we do? It's still raining outside. If there's poison in this fog, we might be doomed here today!"

I was extremely worried, but just then, Yang Rui spoke up leisurely.

"This fog shouldn't be toxic anymore, because the rain has broken up the toxic gases inside the fog, and now that it's so humid, those toxic gases simply won't be released, so don't worry."

After hearing what Yang Rui said, I looked around at the people and found that they were all alright, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

But the place we are in now is really cramped and cold.

The men might be able to hold out for a day or two, but it was the women who suffered.

Despite Wang Ping and the others' objections, I insisted on going out, wanting to find another place. But after I left, I kept feeling like I wanted to go back to our campsite in the mountains to take another look.

After all, we've put a lot of effort into this camp, and right now it seems to be the only place where we can gain a foothold.

When I went inside, I found that only Bai Wei's house had been destroyed by the falling rocks; all the other houses were completely unharmed.

What surprised me most was that it's no longer being implemented, and the mud and sand that had fallen on the ground have long been washed away by the continuous rain, so the camp is now clean.

Apart from Bai Wei's collapsed house looking somewhat desolate, the rest of the house was fine as always.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

We carefully entered our wooden house, looked around, and found that the structure inside was in good condition. Apart from some water on the ground, there was nothing else wrong.

The rainwater is drifting in through the open window. If we close the window and light a campfire inside, it should dry out a lot more.

Although it's not as insulated from the cold or heat as a house in the city, it's still very good, even exceeding my expectations.

I hurriedly ran out of the camp and told Chen Jian and the others what had happened.

Bai Wei was also very sad when he learned that his house had been destroyed. After all, Bai Wei, Li Peng, and all the other male colleagues who had come with us lived there.

Since their house collapsed, they can only stay in the warehouse for a while until the rain stops completely before they can rebuild it.

When Wang Ping and the others learned that the mudslide inside had stopped, they all breathed a sigh of relief; it was a false alarm.

Everyone no longer needs to endure the damp and cold here; they can go back to their respective houses to rest.

We hurriedly moved everything back, dismantled the triangular tent that had already been woven, and took the firewood back to the warehouse to start a fire.

I was busy when I suddenly heard Wang Ping gasp. I immediately turned my head, thinking something had happened, but when I turned around, I found Wang Ping staring blankly at the towering mountains surrounding our camp.

He seemed to be in a meditative state.

I quickly went up to him and asked what was wrong, but Wang Ping didn't answer me no matter how many times I asked.

After a long while, he finally reached out with trembling hands, pointed at the mountain, and stammered, "Four, Four Seas, look at this mountain, why has it changed color!"