Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong! The chat room became incredibly lively after dawn, more lively than ever. Even those who never showed up were asking: Did you hear that? Did something explode?
Jiang Youwei, who had watched the "meteor shower" on the roof all night, knew very well what those people were asking. She heard a huge explosion at dawn, and then saw a spherical fireball rising from the ground in the distance in front of her right.
The two guys below were almost fainting, and were frightened by the sound. They crawled out of the cold and gloomy room to watch.
"There seems to be an industrial area in the southeast?" Fatty Fan seemed to be very familiar with the area. He confirmed the location of the burning fireball with just one glance.
Jiang Youwei jumped down from the roof, brushed off the dust on his butt, and asked, "Captain Li, the time has come for you to make great achievements. Do you want to become the Dragon King?"
"Damn, I'm not a firefighter, and nowadays firefighters all wear professional exoskeletons. My suit can't spray water!"
"Auntie, don't you want to watch the meteor shower? It's still falling now!"
"Who is your aunt? Besides, there's no point in watching too many meteor showers!" As the saying goes, things are valuable because they are rare. If you were to see something "rarely seen in a thousand years" every few days, most people would be fed up with it.
People are always like this, they like new things and dislike old things, and they are always restless about what they can't get.
Explosions are still the best! They're much more captivating than the young lady! The three men stood there, watching the fireball grow stronger and stronger, the thick black smoke rising higher and higher until it broke through the clouds. The flames and black smoke mixed together, one after another, forming a sharp contrast with the lonely red sun in the blue sky.
"It does have some visual impact! But I still prefer my little room." Fan Yuexin muttered to himself. Even though he now had some inspiration, his painting tools had been destroyed by the mutants.
"I say, don't you think something is wrong? Normally, there should be many fire-fighting drones to put out the fire!" Li Wenjia sensed something strange. The disaster in the distance seemed to have nothing to do with the three of them.
"You're right, something is very wrong!" Jiang Youwei took out his cell phone which had been ringing non-stop since the beginning, and there were several text messages on the screen.
"It says that we should stay away from oil depots, gas depots or other warehouses containing flammable and explosive materials. Take a look?" Jiang Youwei pointed at the lines of small words above and read slowly.
Li Wenjia leaned over to take a look and immediately shouted, "This is an evacuation warning! Check nearby shelters!"
Jiang Youwei rolled her eyes at him, then looked up and gestured around: "I think this is the best shelter." Indeed, according to the strange knowledge she had seen before, this place is open, unobstructed, without flammable materials, and has water and electricity. It is simply the most ideal shelter.
"Are you stupid? Look at the national map and see how many places are marked as places you need to stay away from!" He was a little exasperated.
The map quickly opened, a fiery red, a festive scene. Not only the country, but even neighboring countries were marked with warnings. Every industrial zone, every gas station, every large warehouse was marked with a red cross.
"Holy shit!" The three people exclaimed at the same time after watching it.
If this happens, it will definitely be more exciting than the most exciting thing anyone has ever experienced. And most people will probably only experience it once, while the rest of the people will probably be scared to death before they even experience it.
"Ding Dong!" Another text message was pushed to the top of the screen.
"At 7:19 today, a national disaster evacuation warning was issued. All units are requested to immediately organize the public to go to designated shelters. Citizens should evacuate in an orderly manner, with women, the elderly, and children given priority."
"Hey, are we going?" The fat man was finally a little scared. People would never be afraid unless the disaster happened to themselves.
"Let me ask my family first!" Jiang Youwei dialed home, but this time there was only a busy tone.
"Hey, how can you possibly make a call at this hour!"
This is probably the so-called gap between human beings. Jiang Youwei recalled that the protagonists in TV dramas could always get their phones connected, but in reality, most people could only rely on themselves at this time.
After realizing she couldn't get through on the phone, her first thought was to go home. Rather than drifting with the crowd, she'd rather be a lazy ghost at home. After all, she was a time traveler, so if she died, she might be able to go back. If she could go back in time, she wouldn't want to end up in this strange world full of surprises.
"In that case, let's say goodbye!" Jiang Youwei decided to go back. Although it would be free to abandon everything outside, freedom itself has no value.
"I hope to see you again!" The two people on the side looked at the exquisite figure and waved goodbye.
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On the way home, Jiang Youwei noticed a noticeable increase in military vehicles, many of which were heavily loaded trucks. Walking along the roadside, she couldn't help but quicken her pace as she saw the hurried traffic and people coming and going.
A jeep's brakes screeched from her left. "Hey, girl, the city's been evacuated. Are you going inside? We can..."
"No need, I just left something at home. It's very close to here and won't take long! You guys are busy!" She quickly stopped talking.
Although the tiny figure swimming against the current seemed strange, those people ultimately didn't try to stop her. She was, after all, a nobody, needing no protection, nor the need for it. Ordinary people who refused to go with the flow often ended up in a bad way. People only saw the few who succeeded, but ignored the vast majority who died on the road to success.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~" She began to run, her bare feet treading on the broken streets, unscathed and unaware of her progress. The familiar yet unfamiliar scenery on the street quickly moved towards her and disappeared. She used all her strength this time. She didn't know how fast she could run, but she had never run so fast before.
Her speed was so fast that even the cameras at the intersection couldn't react in time. The air blocking her path was like a wall, pressing down on her, making it difficult for her to breathe. Air currents whistled past her on both sides, stirring up the dust on the ground and creating a cone-shaped cloud behind her.
"Boom!" She ran so fast that she had no time to turn. She went straight through a townhouse, then skipped across the community flower bed in an unsightly posture, sliding for dozens of meters before stopping.
"Ahem!" A figure gradually emerged from the dust. Jiang Youwei's clothes were already shredded by the air resistance. She had noticed this from the beginning, but it only made her run faster. When she hit the concrete wall, she felt as if she had penetrated a thin film. When she came to her senses, the dust had blocked her vision, so she stopped.
"Huh? I'm already home! How long has it been?" She seemed to have found a way to get home quickly, although it wasn't very friendly to her clothes.
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