"I’m sorry, Lili... I tried for so long and only with great difficulty did I find a spot with a signal, otherwise... otherwise I wouldn’t even have had the chance to say goodbye..."
"How many square meters... the space?"
Tang Xiaohua cut off Lu Xiaoer’s words, which sounded almost like a final testament, and asked directly.
It was evident that Lu Xiaoer was not in a good state, likely injured. It seemed she tried to get up, reaching out to feel the size of the space, but the moment she moved, the signal cut off!
Tang Xiaohua called out in haste, but the communication had broken.
Zhongli Wuzhi hurriedly grabbed the phone, "Lu Xiaoer, Lu Xiaoer!"
"Just wait a bit, she should call back again."
Tang Xiaohua clasped her hands together, her entire body trembling slightly from head to toe,
"Let’s assume an enclosed space of ten cubic meters for starters, one cubic meter of air can provide about two to three hours of normal breathing for an adult, which adds up to about thirty hours. Just from a theoretical standpoint, one could hold out for forty hours or more, but the problem is... as the oxygen content drops, the brain can easily suffer from hypoxia, causing one to fall into a coma, then it becomes very dangerous..."
She had just finished speaking when the video call reconnected,
"The height goes from high to low... it’s a triangular space, roughly six to seven cubic meters..."
Tang Xiaohua clenched her fists; the situation was more severe than she had imagined. Six to seven cubic meters drastically reduced the rescue time to two-thirds of her initial estimate.
Zhongli Wuzhi asked anxiously.
"During the explosion, I was hit on the head, lots of blood was lost..."
Tang Xiaohua’s heart tightened again—her worst fears realized!
"Zhongli, it’s after ten where you are, the wedding... the wedding... is it about to start?"
Zhongli Wuzhi had no interest in any damned wedding at the moment. He took a deep breath and said to Lu Xiaoer, "You hang in there, I’m coming to rescue you!"
"You? Coming to rescue me? Haha... Thank you, I’m currently in G country, it’s such chaos here... but even if you do come, you might as well collect my body; I don’t want to be buried alone in a foreign land, I—"
"Cut the crap! Say one more word of nonsense, and I swear!"
Zhongli Wuzhi ran his hand through his hair, his palm soaked.
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Tang Xiaohua told Zhongli Wuzhi, then said earnestly to Lu Xiaoer,
"Xiaoer, Caesar is the capital, the government of M country must also be conducting a search and rescue. You’ve participated in many disaster relief efforts; you know better than anyone that as long as you can breathe, there’s hope and a chance."
"...Yeah, I know, I’m waiting..."
Lu Xiaoer leaned against the wall, her voice faint, weak but with a hint of determination.
But to Tang Xiaohua, this bit of determination was not enough!
"I don’t want to hear that fatalistic tone of yours. How much battery is left on your phone? Save it, and no matter how hard it gets, you must stay conscious. Pinch yourself if you have to, but do it! An enclosed space can easily cause one to break down, I understand. Xiaoer, every single minute and second coming up will be very tough for you, but you need to hold on!"
"You have to hold on; I’m coming to rescue you."
Lu Xiaoer immediately protested, "Right now, M country is in chaos; foreigners are very likely to be taken as spies and enemies. Even if you obtain all the proper procedures, by the time you get to M country, I probably won’t be alive anymore, Xiao Li..."