Chapter 1593: Thousands of Miles, I Am Searching for You

Fast Chinese.

University City.

Physical Education University.

Litian anxiously dialed Feifei's phone number over and over, but on the other end, there was always the same mechanical female voice: "I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is out of the service area..."

No signal.

It wasn't just Lu Feifei's phone that couldn't be reached; all communications in the area where she was located had been cut off by the flood.

Litian could no longer sit still; he went to his supervisor's office to ask for leave, intending to go to the place where the flood had occurred!

The supervisor said, "It is a good thing for a young person to have a sense of responsibility and compassion, but don't be too impatient. The school is about to organize volunteers to go to the disaster area for rescue, and you can sign up then."

Litian:...

He hurriedly explained, "It's not that, Director. I'm not going to the disaster area to show compassion; my girlfriend is there, and I need to go see my girlfriend."

The supervisor:...

Litian was telling the truth, but the truth was unpleasant to hear.

The supervisor was displeased: "Why are you in such a rush to see your girlfriend? Just go with the volunteers in a couple of days. It sounds better that way, and it will be an achievement for your future professional title evaluations and such."

Litian: "I am leaving today, right now; I cannot wait even a single moment."

This was the first time the supervisor had seen someone so stubborn.

True, his girlfriend was out of contact; anyone would be anxious in his shoes.

But being anxious doesn't help, does it?

The supervisor patiently explained, "Teacher Sheng, look, it's like this: news is inherently delayed. It is normal for you to be anxious because you can't reach your girlfriend, but you also need to weigh your options."

"I'll say something unpleasant: suppose, and I mean suppose, your girlfriend has met with an accident, you going there now won't be in time, right? But if she is fine, you going with the volunteers allows you to reunite with your girlfriend while also doing a good deed—the best of both worlds."

The supervisor felt he was being very understanding and considerate of his subordinate; Sheng Litian should appreciate his good intentions!

But this person seemed not to have taken his words to heart at all.

Litian said, "I am leaving now, immediately, this instant; I don't want to wait even a minute."

The supervisor was so angry he nearly vomited blood; he was too stubborn, could he not understand plain speech?

He said crossly, "Leave denied."

Leave denied?

Litian turned and walked out of the director's office, leaving the school directly.

If leave wasn't granted, he would just be absent without leave; what a small matter.

Plane tickets to where Feifei was located were exceptionally tight; there were no discounts, and the nearest flight only had one first-class seat left.

Litian was usually very frugal, but today he didn't hesitate at all to buy the ticket, placing the order for the ticket costing over ten thousand immediately, and then on the way to the airport, he sent a message to his older brother—Big Brother, I am going to find Feifei.

After Zichen finished class and saw the message, he called him, but the phone was already turned off.

The plane landed.

The once quiet airport was exceptionally busy today.

Various rescue supplies, food, and water flown in from all over the country piled up to cover nearly half the airport.

The tractors and small three-wheeled vehicles that usually hauled goods to the county seat were nowhere to be seen; they had all joined in the vigorous rescue efforts!

Litian regretted it now; he regretted not listening to the supervisor's suggestion to join a group activity, as at least he would have been able to reach the disaster area smoothly.

In the current situation, if he had to walk there, how long would it take to arrive?

Of course, he couldn't walk there.

There were so many rescue teams from various places; he just needed to follow everyone else.

Litian turned in a circle on the spot and discovered a military unit's designation ahead; he walked up, showed his veteran's certificate, and asked the officer if they could take him along.

Under normal circumstances, they could not.

However, Litian was a veteran, and he was also going to the disaster area for rescue, so the officer thought it over briefly and agreed.

"You can come with us; we will give you a ride for a portion of the journey, but once we arrive, you cannot operate with us."

"Thank you, thank you. I understand the military's regulations; don't worry, I won't cause any trouble for you."

Litian jumped into the vehicle and headed toward the disaster area with the main force!

The military vehicles drove both fast and steadily, but the roads were severely damaged, often requiring them to stop to temporarily repair the road before continuing forward.

Litian's skills came into play at this moment!

Using the skills he learned in the special forces, he could simply and quickly help the vehicles pass through muddy roads; soon, things that seemed impossible were easily solved by him, and the convoy's speed increased significantly.

But even so, a journey that usually took six or seven hours took over ten hours to complete.

And that wasn't even to Lu Feifei's location; they couldn't drive any further west from the county seat!

The situation on the ground was even more severe than what the news reported!

The roads had been severely washed away by the flood; although the water had receded, the silt brought down by the flood was very deep, reaching up to the thighs in the deepest parts.

With such deep silt, vehicles could not pass at all; they could only proceed on foot.

For the sake of the people's safety, the soldiers traveled light, each of them carrying food and water, moving forward with difficulty through the silt while holding hands!

Litian wanted to follow along, but this time he was refused.

Although he was a veteran, he had ultimately retired and was no longer a member of the military; if something were to happen, it would be difficult to account for.

Everyone was walking with great difficulty, but then they noticed someone whizzing past them, as if walking on flat ground.

It was Sheng Litian; his height advantage was fully displayed at this moment.

Coupled with the fact that he had been specially trained in the special forces for survival in marshes, it was very similar to the current situation.

Originally, he wanted to stay with everyone to help them move faster, but since he was refused, he just walked on his own, quickly leaving everyone far behind.

The military officer who had brought Litian over just now, seeing him walk through the mud as if he were walking on a flat road, couldn't help but shout: "Hey, Sheng Litian, which unit were you in before?"

Litian said: "I can't disclose the designation, it's classified, but it was a special forces unit anyway."

"Special forces?"

The officer changed his mind: "Sheng Litian, you can come with us, I agree."

"What did you say?"

Litian didn't hear clearly, because the roar of a helicopter came from overhead, a sound so loud it could completely drown out a person's voice.

A burst of arrogant laughter came from the aircraft's loudspeaker: "Hahahaha..."

"Sheng Litian, is that you? What a small world, I never expected to run into you here!"

It was the voice of the old Class Monitor.

Litian felt a surge of wild joy in his heart; he hurriedly looked up, but couldn't see clearly.

But a rope ladder descended from the helicopter, hanging right in front of him.

He grabbed it and then climbed up along the rope ladder.

If it wasn't the old Class Monitor, then who could it be?

It wasn't just the Class Monitor; the few people on the helicopter were all his former teammates!

"Good heavens! It really is you guys, it's actually you guys, hahahaha..."

"Big guy, I dreamed of you yesterday, I never thought I'd see you today..."

The comrades-in-arms were reunited, their joyful feelings beyond words; everyone hugged each other excitedly, and as a result, they all became mud-covered figures.

But no one cared; after all, everyone was going to participate in disaster relief, not some awards ceremony, so there was no need to be clean and tidy!