Because the road was damaged, Zuo Ling walked for more than an hour longer. When she was almost at Noah's Ark, she transferred to a Global Leopard RV to return to her community.
On the way, I saw many people who were still in shock, with their families standing in the open snow, waiting to be resettled. I figured the situation in the Noah's Ark community must be similar.
With enough space for several RVs, she didn't want to make herself suffer by living in the cramped Tank 300 in the freezing cold.
Zuo Ling's Class C driver's license is not enough to drive such a large vehicle.
Kyoto is in chaos. The traffic police have all gone to disaster relief. As long as she doesn't drive her Global Leopard around aimlessly, no one has time to bother her.
Upon entering the Noah's Ark residential complex, the open space was packed with people.
Zuo Ling was stopped again, but the security guard remembered her face. He told her to go register her vehicle and then let her in.
The car didn't even have a license plate, so it couldn't be registered. I just ignored it after hearing about it.
Large vehicles have their advantages, but also disadvantages: they are difficult to park and turn around, and they attract attention wherever they go.
There are no poor people living in the Noah's Ark community. Many of them own RVs, and some families own more than one. They have driven out all the RVs they can.
The square was filled with luxury RVs and cars, like a car show.
The property management has designated personnel to direct traffic. Upon seeing another large RV arrive, someone immediately stepped forward to direct it to park.
Zuo Ling had never driven a large RV before, and as soon as she started driving, she plunged into a crowd, her palms sweating with nervousness.
Fortunately, the RV was well-equipped with several monitoring cameras in the front, back, left, and right, so I was able to park it smoothly.
Even when squeezed among ultra-luxury RVs, it doesn't stand out as much.
Zuo Ling didn't get out of the car, but put down the backpack containing the waterfall.
Turn on the heater and take out an electric heater from the space to warm up the RV.
An electric blanket was inserted between three thick cotton mattresses, covered with a milk fleece mattress cover, and two 10-pound thick cotton quilts were laid on top. Blankets were prepared for later use.
After making up the big bed, I turned around and saw the waterfall with a bitter face, limping out of its backpack.
Zuo Ling was startled, thinking that she had broken her leg at the waterfall. After checking for a long time, she found that her leg was just frozen. It was a false alarm.
Having gone through life and death, the waterfall became very attached to Zuo Ling, clinging to her and refusing to come down.
I held it and comforted it for a long time, and then the two of us shared a cup of hot milk tea to relax.
Even after finishing the milk tea, the waterfall still wouldn't let go.
Zuo Ling took out a bunch of food, and only then did the little glutton leave Zuo Ling behind.
Steamed buns, seafood and preserved radish congee, pork offal congee, roast goose, flaming fish, salt and pepper mantis shrimp, plus a large fruit platter.
After finishing their main meal, each person and the rabbit shared a Black Forest cake, only stopping when they were completely full.
With food in her stomach, Zuo Ling was in the mood to observe the situation outside.
Separated by a wall, the inside and outside of the community are two different worlds.
The damage to Noah's Ark caused by the tsunami, ice storm, and earthquake was not too great.
The flower beds collapsed, the stone slabs were displaced by the tremors, the smooth asphalt road developed small cracks, the public swimming pool cracked, and four or five trees fell down. Overall, the community was quite peaceful.
A property management staff member held up a loudspeaker and repeatedly asked if anyone was still in the building, urging them to come downstairs to an open area immediately.
Several middle-aged women were gathered together talking about the disaster situation outside, each with a furrowed brow and a worried expression.
The men, their necks hunched, smoked and chatted amongst themselves, their brows furrowed and expressions serious.
Turn on the radio and tune to Kyoto Broadcasting Station.
The male radio host repeatedly read out the official announcement:
The disaster is severe. The snowstorm and earthquake have caused numerous casualties in Kyoto. We urge everyone to stay home as much as possible and avoid going out to prevent accidents.
There may be aftershocks in the future, so everyone needs to follow the instructions of the street office and community property management personnel, stay in open areas as much as possible, and avoid moving around unnecessarily.
We are also recruiting volunteers. Anyone aged 18 to 50 and in good health is welcome to participate.
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I tried several channels, but all I heard were static, reports of the disaster, or repeated appeals for people to stay in open areas and not move around unnecessarily.
Based on her memories from her previous life, Zuo Ling knew that the houses in the Noah's Ark community would not collapse, at least not within three years.
But she couldn't say it; she had to keep in step with everyone else.
I turned off the radio, took the waterfall to take a shower in the space, and made the most of the time to rest.
I woke up at 10 p.m.
Snowflakes began to fall outside the window. The snow was light, romantic, and drifting, as if giving people hope.
I turned on the TV in the RV, tuned it around, and finally got to Kyoto TV. The host's eyes were red and swollen, clearly she was crying and not just putting on a show.
He remained relatively composed, but when he introduced a certain disaster, he choked up slightly, lowered his head to hide it, and continued the broadcast.
Officials have confirmed that the death toll in Kyoto has reached 800,000, and the economic losses are incalculable.
Today is the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, and legally, we should start work on the eighth day.
The authorities have ordered primary and secondary schools to suspend classes, university students to postpone their return to school, and non-essential industries such as water, electricity, and gas to postpone their resumption of work.
For those who must work, working from home is recommended.
Rail, air, and road transportation will remain suspended. Further notice will be given regarding when services will resume.
Open the community residents' group.
Among the many disaster photos, there was even an image of Tianjin frozen over.
"Is Tianjin a ghost town now? Who knows? Tianjin TV doesn't even broadcast it anymore."
"It froze overnight, how terrifying."
"There are many places in Kyoto that are frozen over, but none as badly as Tianjin."
Someone exclaimed:
"Snowstorms, ice storms, earthquakes—a series of natural disasters—is this the end of the world?"
Some people echoed:
"I also think it's the end of the world. Otherwise, it's too concentrated. Eight hundred thousand people have died in just a few days. They're not giving people a way to survive."
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