As time went by, the park gradually became more lively.
There were quite a few families bringing their children for a walk. Xia Ning listened to the sounds of laughter and play from near and far, and sighed softly.
When disaster strikes, the most pitiful are these children.
In the face of natural disasters and the end of the world, only the fittest survive.
There were no children or elderly people in the highway instance, and having lived alone for a long time, Xia Ning knew she was about to face death when she entered the disaster city.
She consoled herself, telling herself that the disaster wasn't her fault; she was also a victim. She would meet many, many people worse off than her in the future. She shouldn't wallow in guilt; it wasn't her fault, and she couldn't be a savior.
In fact, Xia Ning was never the type to wallow in self-pity. It was just that seeing those children playing carefree and happy made her sigh at the impermanence of life.
In fact, Xia Ning was born in a good era and had never suffered since childhood. Even she thought she would break down for a while before picking herself up. Unexpectedly, she underestimated people's resilience.
After being inexplicably drawn into the survival game, Xia Ning was surprisingly calm. She told herself that she would not actively harm others, and that it was enough to uphold her moral bottom line and have a clear conscience.
There's more that I can't do.
Xia Ning had read novels featuring strong female protagonists who handed over their special abilities to fight natural disasters alongside the state apparatus. She found them quite exciting, but she couldn't do it herself and didn't have the ability.
Before transmigrating, I was just an ordinary person. After transmigrating, am I supposed to rely on the protagonist's halo?
Xia Ning had never considered this path: to issue disaster information in advance and report to relevant departments.
The first major earthquake went undetected by the geological bureau, and even the animals received no warning. No one would believe her if she told them, and she might even bring disaster upon herself afterward.
It's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings.
For Xia Ning, living well is more important than anything else.
She wanted to live, to live a good life.
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Around 7 p.m., Xia Ning was sitting on a picnic blanket when she suddenly felt dizzy and the trees in the distance began to sway.
"Woof!"
The little white Pomeranian anxiously circled around her, but Xia Ning scooped it up and hugged it tightly.
This dizzy state lasted for several minutes, followed by a period of oppressive silence, after which screams echoed throughout the park.
Xia Ning felt more of a sense of relief than fear.
There was an earthquake.
This was a consensus among everyone; they were terrified by the suddenness of the disaster, yet relieved that the earthquake occurred in open ground.
Soon, everyone lay down on the grass, unsure when the aftershocks would end.
Xia Ning listened to her heavy breathing and glanced at her watch. About two minutes later, the second wave of tremors arrived, this time even stronger.
The tall buildings in the distance no longer resemble crops of steel and concrete, but rather like reeds swaying in the wind.
The sounds of ambulances and police sirens rose and fell, echoing from near and far.
Those ten minutes felt like an eternity. After waiting another ten minutes or so, until she was sure the building was no longer shaking, Xia Ning slowly stood up.
"Pah, pah, pah."
Xia Ning spat out a mouthful of dust and grass clippings, then pulled out a wet tissue to wipe her face and hands.
Inside the park, the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere from half an hour ago had vanished, and everyone's faces were unusually solemn.
Xia Ning picked up her younger sister and patted her head reassuringly, while also calming herself down.
A staff member holding a megaphone shouted to people in the park not to run around, because although the earthquake had passed, the damaged buildings were still at risk of collapsing.
People who are worried about their loved ones are frantically making phone calls.
Xia Ning glanced around and then crawled back into the tent, waiting for instructions from the staff.
By this time, the sky had completely darkened. A hazy, foggy grayness hung in the air, like a scene from a movie.
Before long, the park was filled with the noise of people again. Xia Ning went out to take a look and, as she had guessed, this area had been set up as a temporary shelter.
It was chaotic outside, but Xia Ning stayed quietly inside the tent. Because the tent had very poor soundproofing, Xia Ning could easily hear any noises coming from outside.
She took a comb and groomed her sister's fur while looking at the long white fur on the tent mat, worried that her sister would be plucked bald.
As the calming force in the family, little sister, you should sacrifice your own interests for the greater good.
Xia Ning blinked, her thoughts wandering aimlessly. Baldness is something that happens to everyone, not just men.
The younger sister purred contentedly, completely unaware that her hairline was in dire straits.
Xia Ning didn't go out, but someone came to her "door".
Xia Ning pulled back the tent flap and went outside.
Standing outside was Old Zhang, the security guard of the community. He was quite surprised to see Xia Ning, a young girl.
Xia Ning explained that she had brought her pet out for a picnic today, and as she spoke, she lifted her little sister in her arms.
She discovered that pets would be a great smokescreen, confusing both the native inhabitants and the players, thus significantly reducing her own risk.
Old Zhang sighed, "You're really lucky."
Xia Ning glanced at the pen and paper in Old Zhang's hand and asked, "Uncle, is this for registration?"
Old Zhang nodded, pointed to the long line under the streetlight ahead, and said, "You can go there to get some first-aid supplies. If you don't need them, don't go. Leave them for those who do." He then added quietly, "It's mainly because it's chaotic. Don't push and shove, you're just a young girl."
Seeing that the other party seemed easy to talk to, Xia Ning thanked him and asked what was wrong. She quickly stuffed two sausages into his hand, knowing that someone like him, who had been temporarily transferred here, wouldn't have time to eat in the face of this unexpected situation.
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