Chapter 68 Beaver City 33

  afternoon

   There were many more people holding rafts and boats outside.

  People started drying their wet laundry, gathering on the water for anything useful.

  Although the atmosphere of sadness and fear still enveloped the entire Beaver City, the feeling of depression and despair is slowly fading away.

  Fu Anan pushed open the window and looked down.

  The clean and tidy exterior wall of the Lorenbe Hotel was mottled by the rain, and there was an obvious water mark that had been soaked.

  Fu Anan stared blankly at the water surface about a fist away from the water mark—

  Is the water level getting low?

  —

  The water level is indeed getting lower, and it is getting lower at an extremely fast speed.

  Beaver City Day 27 1:00 pm: The water surface refers to the 10th floor of the Lorenbe Hotel.

   2:00 p.m.: Refer to the height of Lorenbe Hotel and lower the water surface to 9.5 floors

  3:00 p.m.: The water level drops to the 8.5th floor

  …

  Continuing at this speed, the flood had dropped to a height of only half a floor before seven o'clock in the afternoon.

  The accumulated flood for more than 20 days completely receded in one afternoon.

  The city was in a mess after the flood was exposed, with ruined walls, muddy and rotten.

  The surviving people shuttled through the corpses and mud, their eyes numb and empty, and they mechanically searched for survival materials in the garbage.

  All of this is like a scene after a disaster, Fu Anan looked at the red line drawn on the notebook.

  It’s only the twenty-seventh day now?

  Eight o'clock in the afternoon.

  The flood water receded completely.

  More and more people are going out, and they are anxious to go back to see the situation at home. There are not many refugees left in the Lorenbe Hotel.

  Fu Anan also came down.

  The weather is gray at this time, and the streets are full of pedestrians with their trousers rolled up, dragging their families.

   All this is too common, and it seems extremely abnormal.

   "Brother, you may not believe it, I always feel that this game seems to be a big move."

  Fu Anan leaned to the side in a disfigured way with her arms folded.

  Fu Yizhi frowned slightly, "Stand still."

   When Fu Anan was called out, she immediately stood up straight.

  Fu Anan wrote the words "I want to hug my thigh" on his face, and he was more obedient and honest when facing Fu Yizhi than when facing the high school class teacher.

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  Night.

   The wind is raging.

   There was a loud noise from a distance, especially loud in the night when there was no rain.

What's wrong?

  Fu Anan got up from the bed in a panic.

  Tonight's moon is extremely round, and the moonlight is generously sprinkled on Beaver City.

  Following the moonlight, Fu Anan saw a bright white line on the far horizon.

  The inexplicable noise is still deafening, and there are other voices hidden in the interim.

  Clah—

   is the sound of water.

  Fu Anan withdrew his gaze and looked down. The flood that disappeared during the day went back and forth, slamming against the wall.

   Immediately after.

   A ten-story-high wave hits from afar.

   Urgent and fierce.

   Even though it has received three prime ministers and four presidents, the Lorenbe Hotel, known as the strongest building in Beaver City, trembled slightly.

  It is a tsunami!

  The mystery that had been puzzling all afternoon was suddenly solved. Fu Anan slapped herself **** the face, scolding her for forgetting.

  The first day of the game, the news and various welcome advertising slogans prompted—

   Beaver City is a famous coastal tourist city!

  The seawater recedes abnormally, which is the precursor of the tsunami.

  Fu Anan looked at the horizon, and suddenly had a bad feeling about that not-so-obvious "white line".

   "Brother Fu!"

  Fu Anan ran out to tell Fu Yizhi about this important discovery, but when he opened the door, he was carried away by two strong mercenaries.

  (end of this chapter)