Chapter 258 Chapter 258 Heavy Fog
The wet weeds lay on the ground, surrendering to the violent storm. Puddles of varying sizes formed on the ground, reflecting the apocalyptic scene like a mirror.
The humans hiding inside the building looked up at the sky. It was dark and gloomy, as if unable to bear the layers of dark clouds, and wailing in pain continued.
The distance between heaven and earth suddenly shortened, and the top of the building was only a few inches away, seemingly within reach.
Someone instinctively reached out their hand, caught the bean-sized raindrops, and found nothing. Instead of touching the sky, they were slammed by the rain, and reluctantly withdrew their hand.
"What time is it?"
No one knows
The long experience of living underground had blurred people's sense of time. But it was so dark, it must be around seven or eight o'clock.
But if someone is wearing a mechanical watch and looks down slightly, they will find that the hour hand is pointing to the number 5, which means it is still a long way from dark.
Blame it on the rain
People whose life plans were disrupted were very depressed and kept complaining in their hearts and minds. They felt very sad about the various items they left in the dormitory and did not have time to take away.
I don't know what it will look like after being soaked in water.
They say underground shelters are unreliable. The much-hyped drainage systems are probably just the work of the officials.
The scolding is getting louder and louder.
Those who escaped were busy complaining about the unreliability of the shelter, but they never thought that there were still their compatriots trapped underground and unable to get out.
The rain was still heavy, falling like hailstones, without a trace of the graceful and clear beauty of ancient poetry.
Even though He Junxia was wearing a raincoat and rain boots, she was already mostly wet when she rushed back to the entrance of the shelter, with only her hair wrapped in the raincoat surviving.
There were still many people in the safe zone. They did not look for a place to hide from the rain, but stared at the entrances and exits, carefully scanning the faces of every lucky person.
This one is not, that one is not, and the next one is not either.
Expectations and disappointments alternate, and the heart feels like it's on a roller coaster. Until the last moment arrives, no one can be sure of the outcome.
It could be heaven or it could be hell.
Human beings are so small and pitiful in the face of the mighty power of nature. All they can do is pray.
The good news is that the situation in the underground shelter is actually better than they thought.
The shelter's management did not cut corners on the drainage facilities; everything was built to the strictest standards.
The bad news is that even the best drainage facilities have their limits, and now they have clearly exceeded their maximum capacity.
The mud walls that had not been reinforced with cement were saturated with moisture, and they were soft and hunched, as if they would collapse at any second.
No, not the next second.
Right now
The mud fell heavily, causing the surrounding walls and ground to shake, but in an instant it turned into a mass of inanimate matter that was too unbearable to look at.
The people who were still trapped inside the shelter felt extremely frightened and filled with regret as they heard the vibrations and the sound of water flowing from all directions.
Some people hated themselves for not running out immediately after hearing the alarm, and for being reluctant to leave their belongings in the dormitory; some people hated themselves for mindlessly listening to others' words, and ended up giving others the opportunity in vain...
Perhaps their final destination is to be buried here.
"Grandma, I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid, grandma is with you."
He Junxia's mental power captured this faint conversation, passed through layers of obstacles, and finally found the grandfather and grandson in a narrow passage.
The two were in good condition, the water had only reached their calves. Judging from the speed at which the crowd was moving, they should be able to get out in 60 minutes.
There are also children in the orphanage. The older ones are carrying the younger ones on their backs, and the younger ones are holding luggage in their hands. They are closer to the exit, so there is no need to worry too much.
He Junxia breathed a sigh of relief.
He retracted his spreading mental power, focused his attention on resisting the outlet from which water was continuously gushing out, and continued what he had not completed before.
Time passes by bit by bit, and the people standing in the safe zone are still reluctant to leave. As long as there is hope, they will not give up.
No one noticed that in the heavy rain, beads of sweat gradually overflowed from the forehead of an old man. The sweat mixed with raindrops ran down his cheeks and dripped back to the ground.
No one knew that this seemingly ordinary old man was doing something extremely difficult.
Ten minutes, half an hour, an hour...
Some people were ecstatic because they finally waited for their loved ones, while others collapsed and knelt on the ground crying or yelling and blaming the dark sky.
He Junxia also waited for the children he had taken care of.
"Lu Yushi, Xuan Jun, the two of you take everyone to the Pearl Hotel and go up to the eighth floor."
"Grandpa, aren't you leaving?"
After finally getting used to their new life, they were forced to face a sudden blow again. The children's faces were full of anxiety.
He Juanxia smiled and said, "I still need to wait for someone. You guys go first, I'll be there soon. Don't be afraid, I'll be with you."
The old man's voice was gentle and reliable, and it quickly calmed the children's panic and allowed them to move on to their next goal.
Another thirty minutes passed
He Junxia locked her eyes with the grandparents and grandchildren who had just run out of the entrance, and shouted, "Mother-in-law, Miao Xun, Zhang Xiaobao, I'm here."
He used a little trick to allow the two to hear his voice clearly in the heavy rain, and after a while, the two walked towards him in surprise.
Miao Xun asked in surprise, "Father-in-law, why are you here? Where are Huihui and the child?"
She was much thinner than when we first met, with gray hair on her temples and loose skin hanging down from her bones, making her look a dozen years older.
He Junxia explained, "They went to take shelter from the rain. Shuhui was worried about you, so I helped her wait for you to come out."
It is said that true friendship is shown in times of adversity. Miao Xun was deeply moved that his father-in-law cared about them so much.
She looked around and asked nervously, "By the way, father-in-law, have you seen my son, Huihui's eldest brother?"
After all, it's a piece of flesh that fell from your body, and you have spoiled it for twenty or thirty years. How can it be so easy to let go?
He Junxia shook his head: "I didn't see it."
He wasn't lying, he really hadn't seen them. But the couple wasn't among the remaining people in the shelter, so they must have run away.
After all, the shelter was recently under renovation, and the prisoners in the reformatory were responsible for handling the basement floors B1 and B2, which were closest to the exit.
Miao Xun looked gloomy, obviously worried about his missing eldest son. It's pitiful to see how worried all parents are.
"Ah cut" "Ah cut" "Ah cut"
Zhang Xiaobao sneezed three times in a row, and his snot came out, hanging dirty on his clothes.
He Junxia closed her eyes and said, "Mother-in-law, let's take the child out of the rain first. It's raining so hard, it will be troublesome if he catches a cold."
Miao Xun looked down at his pale-faced grandson, and quickly forgot about his missing son. The two had already established an incredibly deep bond during their time together.
"Xiaobao, come here, I'll hold you."
"This way we can go faster."
He Junxia used a leaf to wipe the snot off the child's clothes, then carried the child in her arms and walked forward quickly.
The lobby on the first floor of the Pearl Hotel was already crowded with people taking shelter from the rain. He walked straight to the emergency passage, where the corridor was also full of people.
But the higher you go, the fewer people there are.
It seemed that most people thought that the rainstorm would not last long and would perhaps stop in a few hours, so they were too lazy to find a place to sleep in the hotel.
He Junxia didn't think so.
The reason why he thought so was not because he was worried about the continuous heavy rain, but because he felt the familiar spatial fluctuations.
That was a sign of the coming fog.
Looking outside through the window in the safety passage, you can vaguely see a thin layer of mist rising with the wind.
It's just that the rain was too heavy, the air was filled with water vapor, and the raindrops were strung together into lines, forming a rain curtain that blocked people's vision, making people subconsciously ignore the shallow fog.
I'm afraid no one will notice the clues until the rain stops.
However, the rain lasted for a whole day and night, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, until it stopped completely in the early morning of the next day.
After the rain, new buds appear, and birds sing in the forest.
The wild grass and trees, washed by several rounds of spring rain, stand proudly. The mutant creatures that have disappeared for a long time have also quietly returned, and the air is refreshed.
Unfortunately, no one was appreciating the beautiful scenery at the moment. They were all captivated by another terrifying scene.
The fog is coming
Although it was only a thin layer, as light and transparent as gauze, everyone knew that soon, very soon, the world would be shrouded in thick fog.
There's no going back to the shelter.
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