Chapter 487: Groundwater Seepage

Isn't there still a whole night? We could just make some preparations inside the shield; even if there are monsters, what of it?

If we had known this news during the day, we could have driven to find a safe place to hide; we might have gotten through this disaster unscathed.

Hide? What else is there in this world besides the road? Where could there be a place to hide?

Do your best to prepare, then… leave it to fate. This disaster is clearly meant to kill people; struggling won't help.

How can we not hide? Who says there's no place to hide? The castle inside the Black Feather Safe Zone is so tall; as long as it doesn't collapse, the water will surely not reach it!

Yes… yes! Black Feather! Black Feather!

Black Feather! Please take me in! I can hand over all my supplies! Just give me a place to stay!

I have something good! Something your internal members have never seen! Give me a spot, just one spot, and I'll do anything!

Wuya Dalao! Wu Ya Zuo Fei Ji! Saving a life beats building a seven-story pagoda. Yesterday was our fault; we were blinded by greed. Please, with your great magnanimity, give us a way to live!

The safe zone isn't opening today; tomorrow… tomorrow at dawn I'll enter the safe zone. If I can't survive, I'll die inside Black Feather's safe zone—I don't believe those people would consider it bad luck!

The regional channel's messages rolled wildly; everyone seemed to have grasped the last lifeline, frantically shouting the names 'Black Feather' and 'Wu Ya'.

It seemed as if, as long as the voice was loud enough, Cheng Shuili would burst with kindness, not giving the limited space to Black Feather's internal members but first rescuing these strangers on the regional channel, even those who had slandered and insulted her just yesterday.

No matter how loudly they argued, Cheng Shuili simply pretended not to see.

The spaces on the upper floors of the castle had long been allocated; Black Feather members' vehicles filled the place to the brim.

No matter how others see Cheng Shuili as an utterly wicked person, among Black Feather's members she is forever the most worthy leader to follow.

Tonight is destined to be sleepless.

Just after midnight, someone discovered water accumulating on the road.

Something's wrong! There's water on the road! And the water level keeps rising!

It's not rain—it's groundwater seeping up! How absurd! Does the flood knowledge we learned on Blue Star even work here? My wheels are already one-third submerged!

The water is warm… and a bit fishy, like there's blood in it. Could there be monsters in the water?

This slowly rising warm water is more chilling than a roaring flood; it silently erodes the road and everyone's last hope.

This isn't some ordinary disaster—it's clearly meant to kill us all!

If it rises a little more, my vehicle will flood—what should I do? What should I do now?

Quickly move the stuff under your vehicles elsewhere! The most important thing now is to preserve supplies as much as possible and minimize loss. Those who wallow in self-pity on the regional channel, pinning their hopes on others to save them, are exactly what the system wants dead.

Those words seemed to awaken many; the weeping and pleas for help on the regional channel were cut off for a moment by this abrupt calm statement.

Immediately after, self-rescue messages began to appear sporadically, like splashes from a drowning person thrashing.

What the person upstairs said is right! I haven't had enough life! Sealant! Who has high-grade sealant or waterproof cloth? Buying high price! Trade with cards!

Just now I didn't know what happened, feeling dazed; now I think it's because this sudden water scared me silly, my mind full of images of drowning. Looking again at the regional channel, it's all pleas for help, as if relying on oneself alone means certain death—thanks to that friend upstairs, my life is owed to you.

Me too, me too! I've already taken action; whatever the system does, I absolutely won't resign myself to fate! Even if I have only one breath left, I'll live well!

Hey… the ID of that friend upstairs seems so familiar, huh? Hey hey hey? You're not from Black Feather, are you?

Black Feather's? Tsk, now you're pretending to be a good person? Yesterday's compensation incident—why didn't you say anything? What, seeing us about to die, you come out to boost your presence, just to look lofty?

Interesting. First you coldly watched the channel collapse, then you tossed out a straw when everyone was most desperate, regardless of whether anyone could grab it. Black Feather's tactics are really superb.

I don't care who said it! Anyway, he's right—what's the use of crying and shouting? Black Feather's big shot, thanks for the reminder! I'm going to reinforce my vehicle now.

Exactly, their logic is clear and they're right. In the midst of collective panic, such a voice is especially precious. Black Feather truly lives up to being the top power of Long Guo! So… how does one join Black Feather, then?!

Is now the time to ask that? Quickly take care of your own vehicle!

Cheng Shuili knew nothing of the arguments on the regional channel; she'd been too busy the past two days to have any time to browse it.

Although it was already past midnight, the interior of Black Feather's safe zone was brightly lit.

Xinxue and Jiang Tang each sat on a small stool, sitting in the plaza before the castle that Yu Bing had people renovate, seriously checking the regional channel's situation.

Outside is flooded.

Flooded?

Actually, it hasn't completely submerged the vehicles; the water just spilled over from the road.

Huh? Is that what a flood looks like?

Anyway, that's what floods are like here.

The two went back and forth, speaking very seriously, completely unaware that Cheng Shuili was standing behind them.

Seeing the two chat more and more absurdly, Cheng Shuili immediately spoke up to interrupt them: 'What are you talking about?'

Jiang Tang was startled by the sudden voice, the small wooden board she was holding for notes almost fell; seeing it was Cheng Shuili, she relaxed, patted her chest, and said: 'Boss, how do you walk without making a sound?'

Xinxue, meanwhile, remained calm, lifted her face to report: 'Boss, we two have been monitoring the regional channel's dynamics as you ordered. Just after midnight someone said water was bubbling up on the road; it kept rising for thirty minutes, then suddenly stopped. We're timing it, observing how long the halt in rising will last.'

'How long has it been stopped?' Cheng Shuili asked.

Xinxue glanced at the stop time she'd written, did a quick calculation, and replied: 'Over seventeen minutes; the water level has merely stopped rising, with no sign of dropping.'

Ginger candy whispered, adding: "In the regional channel, more people were saying the water level had stopped. Some thought the crisis was over and started again… uh, this and that."