Chapter 259 Unexpected Incident in the East District "What?!" Sang Zhitao...
"What?!" Sang Zhitao suddenly stood up from the ground and exclaimed in surprise as she looked at Han Yue.
Lin Mo glanced at Sang Zhitao before looking at Han Yue: "What happened in the East District?"
Jenna frowned; she could tell from Han Yue's expression that this was definitely not a small matter.
Sure enough, Han Yue closed her eyes and took deep breaths for a while before opening them.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and a few tears were welling up at the corners: "The East District has collapsed..."
"What?!" Sang Zhitao's face turned pale.
She was a child from the East District. The first person she knew in this world was a member of Squad 773 who had saved her, and he lived in the East District.
The 325 squad, which had a good relationship with her, and the mysterious but very friendly 477 squad, were both located within the Eastern District.
Among them, Ran Feng of the Fourth Seven Seventh is a descendant of the Lin brothers, and is his only remaining blood relative besides Sang Zhi Tao.
"I need to get to the East District for rescue as soon as possible." Han Yue looked at her, then at the other two. "Do you want to come with me?"
Jenna nodded emphatically, and Sang Zhitao said without hesitation, "Go!"
Lin Mo naturally wanted to go with his daughter, since the door was closed and he wasn't needed as the gatekeeper.
Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief and forced a smile: "Okay, let's set off right away. I've already contacted all the regions in the Pipeline World, and everyone will head to the East District at the same time."
"Are the people from the other safe houses going too?" Sang Zhitao frowned, and after seeing Han Yue nod, she couldn't help but ask, "What about the people from the Purification Hall?"
Han Yue shook her head: "We can't control them anymore, we can only kill them when we encounter them."
Sang Zhitao licked her lips: "Could we find a way to lure them out, and then..."
She gestured as if she were slitting her throat, prompting Lin Mo to tap her on the head: "Where did you learn that, little one?"
Sang Zhitao covered her head and glared at him angrily.
Han Yue smiled and patted her head, saying, "All the people in the safe houses should regroup into several large groups and set off. Do the same in other places. Gather as many people as possible, especially those with fear abilities. That way, we won't be afraid of danger."
As Han Yue said, their arrangement did reduce the possibility of injury. In fact, when they arrived in the East District, the Purification Hall was no longer visible on the first floor of the Pipe World.
“This…” When Sang Zhitao and the others stood at the entrance of the East District, they couldn’t help but look panicked.
The East District is the smallest of the four districts and also the area with the fewest mutual aid groups, yet even this smallest area is the size of a small town.
Even so, this world, supported by countless steel pipes with a diameter of five meters, is now filled with painful groans and collapsed pipes.
"How could this happen...?" Sang Zhitao looked around anxiously, hoping to find a familiar pipe or face.
All around were thick soil and rocks, as well as pipes divided into several sections, some pointing straight up into the air and others sinking deep into the soil.
"Save people!" Han Yue frowned, pulled a few area managers aside, gave them a brief explanation, and then everyone ran into the ruins to start rescuing people.
Sang Zhitao was about to run in as well, but Lin Mo stopped her, saying, "You're too young, you should stay here."
"Save my brother! Please, save my brother!" a girl cried out repeatedly after being dug out of the mud by rescuers.
"There's still someone here! Come quick!" the person who rescued her shouted.
The people nearby quickly turned around to help him.
"Jealousy is needed here!" a shout came from a pipe that had been flattened at both ends.
A girl ran over quickly and, before she even stopped, sprayed green mist from her hands.
The green mist made a hissing corrosion sound when it hit the pipe wall, and soon a hole more than half a meter wide was corroded in the pipe.
"There are wounded people inside! Healers!!" The person who spoke first looked inside and quickly shouted to the person behind him. A healer ran over quickly from a distance.
"Here! Anger!" someone else shouted from the other end, also calling for the superhuman they needed.
Angry objects twist, fear creates abnormal gravity, sorrowful matter decays, and twisted love assimilates and merges with matter... All sorts of superpowers play their most powerful roles at this moment.
Meanwhile, Despair, with its ability to devour light and create vacuums, and Greed, with its ability to create tangible illusions, were not at rest. They could not heal the crowd, but they could help check where people were and help move the wounded and supplies.
"joy!"
"courage!!"
"peaceful!"
Similarly, positive superhumans are also exerting their power.
Joy can summon a rain of light to soothe the tense hearts of the victims, and it can also summon birds that can find things to help them find more wounded people.
The Courageous Ability manifests as a glowing shield to illuminate the power outage in the East District, and can also control hard clods of earth to make way for more entrances, easing the burden on the wounded below.
The tranquility can stabilize the physical rules in a small area, reducing the risk of the eastern district continuing to collapse downwards.
As for curiosity, it uses its ability to make objects talk, causing the components on the pipe walls to speak and say whether there are people below.
As for showing compassion to such healers, that is naturally the most crucial aspect of saving lives.
In this way, thanks to everyone's joint efforts, almost everyone in the East District was rescued, but many others were left there forever and never came out again.
"Some corpses..." The death toll kept being reported by the people below, making Han Yue's face extremely pale.
She waved to the person in front of her and said, "I understand."
Very few people were rescued from the second and third floors below the East Zone.
This was something everyone present was already prepared for, since the night sky in the East District was already filled with stars.
The thick layer of soil collapsed, and the people on the first layer survived only because people nearby arrived in time.
The second and third floors, where rescue efforts could only continue after the cleanup was completed, were already too impatient to wait...
"Notify the managers of the second and third floors to tally the number of deaths," Han Yue said, letting out a heavy sigh.
Night had fallen again, and the full moon cast a greyish-blue light on the darkness, which shone through the collapsed gap onto the former eastern district, adding a solemn touch to the disaster, as if draping a veil of sighs over the departed...
"Where are those people?" Sang Zhitao looked at two groups of people dressed in distinct black and white combat uniforms.
The combat uniforms worn by the people in the Pipe World are all different colors, creating a colorful and lively scene that adds a touch of comfort to the otherwise tragic situation.
The two groups of people in front of them, clearly white and black, along with the insignia on their bodies, were enough to prove their identities.
"Naturally, it's their Shadow Council and Spiral Tower's responsibility." Cold Moon sneered. "If it weren't for them, the Pipe World wouldn't have collapsed!"
Sang Zhitao frowned, glanced at the two groups of people, and then at the people in the Pipe World who were glaring angrily at them.
"Let's save it. We can use it as a hostage to coerce the two powers into paying compensation."
Hearing Sang Zhitao say this, Han Yue choked, looked at her in surprise, and then instructed, "Do as Taozi says."
Soon, both groups of people were taken to the nearest medical facility for treatment.
Ignoring the angry glares between the two groups, the people of the Pipe World put them together with great interest.
"Han Yue." A regretful voice came from behind them.
Sang Zhitao looked over curiously and saw Ran Feng staring at Han Yue beside her with a dazed expression.
"Ranfeng!" Sang Zhitao exclaimed with delight upon seeing that he was still alive.
Ran Feng seemed to only notice Sang Zhitao's presence at this moment. He glanced at Sang Zhitao, then at Lin Mo beside her. The face that looked just like his surprised him for a moment before he understood.
"Long time no see." Han Yue smiled and nodded to Ran Feng.
As if relieved of some heavy responsibility, Ran Feng looked at Han Yue with a gentle smile: "Yes, it's been a long time."
"You two know each other?" Sang Zhitao's gaze kept shifting between the two of them; she couldn't help but feel that the atmosphere between them was quite subtle.
Han Yue patted her head and said without any intention of hiding anything, "Ran Feng is my younger brother who grew up with Jenna."
Sang Zhitao glanced at Jenna beside her, then at Hanyue, and finally at Ranfeng.
The three of them—one in his thirties, one in his mid-twenties, and one clearly twenty-eight—nodded in understanding.
Han Yue seemed to see through her thoughts and said with a smile, "Jenna is the eldest sister among us. She's forty years old this year, and I'm five years younger than her. As for Ran Feng..."
She sighed silently: "He was practically raised by Jenna and me."
"Sort of?" Sang Zhitao silently calculated the age difference between the group, assuming that "sort of" referred to the age difference.
Han Yue didn't intend to explain. Ran Feng pursed his lips, as if he had thought of something, and said, "I met Feng Xue's younger brother and sister."
"Really?" Han Yue paused for a moment before saying, "It's Feng Ming and Feng Xiao, right? They're actually in the East District?"
Ran Feng nodded: "They were in Squad 325 before, and they came to me a couple of days ago."
"Are you alright?" Han Yue asked after a moment of silence.
"Hmm, the things are fine." Ran Feng seemed to have thought of something and frowned as he asked, "Where would be a good place to put the things? There are so many people around now, it's a bit chaotic."
Han Yue thought for a moment, then glanced at Sang Zhitao: "Move here, I'll keep an eye on things."
Ran Feng nodded and went down. Soon, the members of the 477 team that Sang Zhitao had met before carried over more than twenty specially made combination lock boxes that were half a meter tall.
"What are these?" Sang Zhitao asked, looking at the strange boxes.
"I don't know," Ran Yue, who was in her fourth year of high school, said as she leaned closer to her.
Seeing that Ran Yue's head was wrapped in gauze, Sang Zhitao couldn't help but frown: "Why wasn't it treated?"
Ran Yue waved her hand dismissively: "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Seeing her attitude, Sang Zhitao didn't know what to say.
“Speaking of which…” Sang Zhitao looked at Lin Mo, who had just finished helping to rescue the person and was walking over, “I haven’t let my father and Ran Feng recognize each other yet.”
"So, he's a descendant of my brother?" Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and looked Ran Feng up and down.
Looking at the face that was exactly the same as his own, Ran Feng couldn't accept that he was calling this person his ancestor.
But he couldn't not address him, and besides wanting to hide the fact that Lin Mo had lived for three hundred years, he could only nod to him and softly call out, "Uncle."
Lin Mo couldn't help but shudder, but still patiently accepted the other person's address.
After a brief introduction of their kinship, Sang Zhitao looked into the depths of the ruins and asked, "I wonder how Yas and the others are doing?"
"Squad 773?" Han Yue was taken aback when she heard the name.
Seeing her puzzled expression, Sang Zhitao frowned: "You know her?"
Han Yue's expression stiffened, as if she had thought of something, and she silently nodded.
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