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Chapter 172 We're almost at our village
Huff...woo...

The wind howled, and sand flew everywhere.

A giant black cloud drifted from Thai East Province all the way to Yu Nan Province. Wu Yun and a dozen minks stood on the edge of the black cloud and saw that in the vast night, the highways of the whole country were active. Streetlights shone brightly, and buses and vans, carrying goods or people, rushed to deliver blood to the disaster area of ​​Yu Nan!

Upon entering Ngoc Nam Province, the sandstorms intensified, and the vehicles on the road sped by faster and more frequently!
Flying forward, we arrived at Qianzhou City, the bridgehead for disaster relief, only to find the entire city brightly lit, like a city that never sleeps.

In the city's central square, a dark yellow City God Temple floats.

The temple gates were wide open, and clouds came and went, each cloud bringing out a dozen or so disaster victims with it.

In the city square, tents and staff members were everywhere, some guiding disaster victims, some distributing supplies, and some registering names.

The loudspeakers in the square played the same message on a loop.

"Please rest assured, the country will not abandon anyone!"

"Please register your name immediately upon landing!"

"There is a medical team in the square!"

"Please rest assured, the country will not abandon anyone!"

"..."

At the edge of the square, buses lined up one after another, and once they were full, they immediately took passengers away.

On the other side of the square, ambulances lined up one after another, carrying seriously injured disaster victims away quickly.

At the edge of the dark clouds, Wu Yun looked down and was deeply shocked by what he saw.

Then it turned around and went to the Qianzhou Municipal Bureau of Non-Natural Affairs, which was not far away.

Sure enough, in the command center on the top floor, hundreds of people were either typing away on keyboards, making busy phone calls, or intently staring at screens, urgently dispatching and coordinating rescue operations.

Through the window, you can see a middle-aged man in an executive jacket in the center of the command hall, his face solemn, his hands behind his back, giving earnest instructions.

"...It is essential to do a good job of registration and find out who was rescued and who was not."

"Our rescue capabilities are more than sufficient, so please don't make any mistakes!"

Wu Yun had seen this middle-aged man in the news before... he was none other than a deputy minister of the Non-Natural Department.

The people nearby reported in hushed tones.

"Minister U, the rescue operation is progressing very smoothly."

"We expect to rescue all the disaster victims before dawn."

The Ukrainian minister nodded.

"Be careful afterwards, the former state might also be buried by a sandstorm."

"Where is the rescue operation progressing?"

The staff member next to him immediately brought over a tablet computer and showed the minister a dynamic map of the rescue work.

"The remaining three cities are Tietu Town, Hurricane Economic Development Zone, Beigao County, and Hongfeng Town."

"Beigao County has too flat terrain, making it impossible for vehicles to drive in, which makes rescue operations the most difficult."

"We've decided to have special vehicles focus on rescuing other areas, and have the celestial officials use the City God Temple to focus on rescuing Beigao County..."

This rescue operation was a massive undertaking, and the command center was the brain of the operation. Every rescue vehicle and every officer was a component of the rescue effort.

With all forces obeying commands and directives, the rescue operation proceeded at a speed far exceeding expectations.

……

Wu Yun glanced at the command hall from outside the window, then flew away.

Then they went to the largest resettlement site... Qianzhou City Gymnasium.

Before long, we arrived at the top of the stadium and saw through the huge glass curtain wall that it was packed with people.

By this time, most of the disaster victims had recovered. Some were helping to distribute supplies, while others were helping to set up tents. The huge venue, with tens of thousands of people, was surprisingly orderly.

At the edge of the venue, piles of supplies were stacked into small mountains.

Wu Yun immediately noticed that one of the small hills was made up of extra-large cans produced by the Flying Fish Canned Food Factory!
There were also several lancer statues on the table, attracting a dozen or so children who watched them quietly from a distance.

The minks saw it too. "Waaah?"

"Awooooo?"

Even the mink was a little worried.

These kids probably don't want to use the statue as a toy, do they?
But the next moment, a dozen children put their palms together and bowed to the statue.

Even a wisp of the temple's spiritual energy condensed above them, flew into the sky, and was summoned by Wu Yun.

"嘤嘤嘤?"

"Awooooo?"

The mink were quite surprised.

Such a young child, and already so sensible?
"Let's take a stroll around Yuna."

"Whenever there's something that needs my help, I'll lend a hand."

"Also, collect more spiritual energy from the temple."

"Let's see if we can build another special spirit-gathering array to collect the spiritual energy of this temple."

The dozen or so minks nodded in agreement.

……

Huff...woo...

The disaster area was swept by howling winds and flying sand and stones. Occasionally, a burning building would be seen, and the wind would fan the flames, turning the sky red!

brush... brush...

Amidst the vast sandstorm, a figure wearing a cloak was moving swiftly.

His cloak looked ordinary, but it could ward off both wind and sand, allowing him to move freely through the sandstorms like a fish in water.

This person is none other than Hong Xiaolei, the Supreme Walker!
He was from Red Maple Town, and his family lived in a village on the outskirts of Red Maple Town.

The thirty-four Taoist priests in the temple were all assigned tasks to go to thirty-four locations around Red Maple Town!

The location he was assigned to was in his own village, Hongjia Village!
At this moment, he was filled with worry.

"How can we get my family out of here?"

The cloak can protect against wind and sand, but it's only so big and can't cover many people!
brush... brush...

Along the way, Hong Xiaolei saw the official Cloud-Soaring Immortal Officials riding the clouds through the vast sandstorm, constantly rescuing one disaster victim after another.

He had high hopes for it.

"If only my family could be rescued as well."

brush... brush...

He walked and walked until he finally arrived outside his own village.

But the entire village was shrouded in sand and dust, its outline invisible.

A huge fire broke out in someone's house, its flames piercing through the sand and illuminating the night sky!

Hong Xiaolei's heart skipped a beat.

Many natural gas pipelines in rural areas run outdoors, which is especially dangerous in such a massive sandstorm!
He wanted to go into the village immediately!
But then he heard the voice of a high-ranking official.

"Stop, you've reached the designated point."

Thirty-four people, like thirty-four nails, stretched out like a rubber band, surrounding the entire Red Maple Town.

Any change in the position of any nail will affect the shape of the enclosure.

Hong Xiaolei wanted to disobey the order, but the Grand Ninth Rank official on the same route gave the order. His mind was in a daze, and his steps involuntarily stopped. He simply couldn't disobey!
He gritted his teeth and frowned, his anxiety growing stronger!

But then, above the neighboring Li Family Village, the City God Temple appeared!

He felt much more at ease!
"It'll be soon, it'll be soon. They've already started rescuing the people of Lijia Village, and our Hongjia Village will be soon too..."

(End of this chapter)