Aftershocks could come at any time, from any direction, and it was unclear where the safer place might be. At this moment, Chu River could only rush out of the venue, searching for more directions.
Outside the venue, the ground was equally chaotic, with cars in the parking lot knocked about, another dangerous zone.
Only the large locust tree on the right side of the venue stood firm with its deep roots. Its huge canopy covered everything, and the thick branches and roots clung tightly to the ground, creating a stable and safe empty area.
Chu River’s spiritual power quickly scanned, not finding any cracks underground, so she swiftly decided.
In a few moves, she returned underground to lift Little Yellow up. Before Little Yellow could steady his footing, he saw a person pinned under a large stone pillar beside him.
How to describe the misfortune and misery of the other?
In an instant, blankness flooded his mind, unable to react physically, his throat constricted instantly, and he knelt on the ground—
Vomiting with a "wa" sound.
Chu River didn’t have time for words, just patted his shoulder:
"Quickly vomit, then help move the person under the locust tree outside."
Spiritual power isn’t omnipotent; in moments , with so many people, so many places, she felt less effective than a medical team.
After speaking, Chu River climbed onto a corner of the raised platform, reached for the loudspeaker that had fallen near the exhibit area, adjusted it slightly, and turned it on—
"Is anyone there? Is there anyone not injured? Those who are not injured, please gather here if possible, while it is still somewhat stable, move the injured out!"
"Move to a safe area!"
Before the words were finished, someone shouted hoarsely, "Save my child!"
Chu River jumped down in an instant.
The next moment, someone struggled to shout, "I’m not injured, I can help, but I’m trapped in the rubble!"
"Both of us are okay!"
Chu River’s mind was unusually clear at this moment, her past experience, composure, and calmness became a balm for everyone—
"Everyone, if you feel you have minor injuries, please endure, we are short on people now, let’s call for more help!"
"Don’t be afraid of serious injuries, I’ll be quick, and soon we’ll have a lot of help!"
"That mother, don’t worry, I’m coming over—"
In fact, Chu River had already known that among the 8576 people in the venue, the number of survivors without injuries was only 128. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novelꜰire.net
people with minor injuries that didn’t affect movement.
She gripped the microphone, projecting her calm and voice outward:
"The government rescue and medical teams are on their way, they’ll be here soon, don’t worry, hang in there a bit longer, let’s first help move everyone to safer places!"
In reality, the entire city was affected, and anyone who wanted to rescue knew transportation was the most helpless piece, everyone understood, but no one spoke, only amidst the light sobs, voices continued to respond—
"I just got hit in the back, it doesn’t affect my work..."
"Me too, my head is a bit dizzy, but after resting for two minutes I can move—where should we take people?"
Little Yellow had wiped his mouth clean and climbed up—the cause might have been vomiting, or something else, his eyes red:
Chu River nodded, then shouted loudly, "Now, those who can help, choose the nearest one, quickly move people under the locust tree outside!"
"Those who can’t help but can move, please try to get over there yourself!"