Excessive ferocity due to caution

During an earthquake, hiding in a corner is relatively safe.

This is the simplest knowledge imaginable.

Zhao Yi then used a solid wood table to create a sturdy triangular support, and added thick cotton padding to absorb shock and reduce direct impact.

A layer was also placed under his feet!

In this way, if the structure collapses, it will not directly harm Zhao Yi, but will most likely be blocked by the support frame.

Of course, the main reason Zhao Yi did all this was because he was on the same floor.

After an earthquake, buildings collapse. Hotels, which are not very tall but are very wide, are actually safer the higher they are!

Zhao Yi even dared to assert that, given the severity of the earthquake, the fifth and sixth floors would almost certainly not collapse.

Boom!

The earth trembled continuously.

Zhao Yi, who was leaning against the corner of the wall, could feel stones falling from above his head!

Fortunately, he had prepared a stent in advance.

The rolling stones were all blocked by the supports.

But the good times didn't last long, and then the feeling of weightlessness came over them.

Zhao Yi plummeted rapidly!

He glanced down at it.

The floor was not cracked.

That means there was a problem with the foundation... Now it's not just him who's fallen, but the entire hotel!

Zhao Yi quickly analyzed this information in his mind, and then, in a very short time, he pushed off with all his might, pressing his spine against the corner of the wall!

With both hands, he gripped the crossbar of the support tightly!

Currently, all of this is still within his calculations!

boom!!

The final, earth-shaking tremor.

That was the impact of the entire hotel crashing onto the hard ground!

Zhao Yi crashed hard onto the cotton quilt spread on the ground, feeling as if his internal organs were about to burst out!

His arms, which were gripping the bar, dislocated due to the immense force they were under!

Everything has stabilized.

Zhao Yi slowly struggled to get up from the quilt, using his body weight to creak his arm back into place.

The excruciating pain struck, then slowly subsided.

Sweat beaded on his forehead, but his expression remained calm.

Sitting with his back against the corner of the wall, Zhao Yi wanted to light a cigarette, only to find that his inventory was sealed.

He reached out his hand, which hadn't fully recovered its strength, and touched the ice cream and instant noodles.

Bad news—a bottle of Ice Dew broke.

Good news – there's no other bad news yet.

Zhao Yi crushed the three bags of instant noodles and carried them with Binglu, not in a hurry to leave the small patch of land beneath his feet.

He tore open a cotton quilt cover that had been soaked by water and made a makeshift mask.

After an earthquake, the ground below will be covered in a lot of dust.

He had to make sure that he didn't inhale too much dust and toxic gases into his lungs in a short period of time, before the dust had completely settled.

Quietly await the aftershocks.

waited for so long.

There were no aftershocks.

After waiting for another two hours, Zhao Yi's satiety level dropped to 76.

He wasn't in a hurry.

Especially in situations like these, it's crucial not to rush.

Right now, his place is relatively safe. It has survived the terrible damage before and has not collapsed, which is enough to demonstrate the sturdiness of the support structure he made.

"Judging from the time and my feeling, the building has fallen about 20 meters below the ground."

"In other words, to leave the hotel alive, you need to get to the sixth floor to have a chance..."

"But to reach the sixth level, you need either Level A access or an ally with Level A access."

"Privilege can be stolen by killing the other party, but you only have one chance, and as long as you don't say anything, no one else will know what level of privilege you have..."

After a simple analysis, Zhao Yi seemed to understand.

This is a game of strategy.

A game in which all survivors will participate!

"Different floors should have some food and water, but resources will definitely be very limited."

"But wouldn't that give the people on the top floor a huge advantage... or, for the sake of fairness in the game, are there no living people upstairs right now?"

Zhao's eyes flickered constantly, his mind racing with information.

He recalled the bustling crowds outside the window not long ago, the dense crowds in the corridor, and the crowded lobby on the first floor...

A terrible thought slowly began to grow.

These people... could they include the guests upstairs as well?

Could it be that for some reason they all left the upper floors and came to the first floor, or... outdoors?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yi's smile turned excited.

He took out his scalpel and cut open the rock wall from the corner.

A dog hole, not too big, not too small.

They crawled out.

Although the power of the Evil Eye is limited, its night vision ability is still quite good.

Zhao carefully walked along the edge of the broken wall.

While searching for survivors, they walked towards the small plaza inside the hotel on the first floor.

The passageway was the most severely damaged.

Roads in many places were completely blocked.

Hidden cameras were scattered everywhere, most of them smashed and falling into the cracks in the rocks.

Like a corpse.

Dust, carrying a strong smell of blood, penetrated the simple mask Zhao Yi was wearing.

When faced with an obstacle, Zhao Yi dared not casually cut it open with a knife.

It needs to be carefully reviewed.

Distinguish by sound.

Otherwise, if a gap is opened here, the boulder above might collapse in the next moment, directly giving Zhao Yi a gift package of death without a complete corpse.

In the darkness, I groped slowly.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Zhao Yi's ankle.

Zhao looked down.

A man covered in blood, his body contorted in pain, stared intently at Zhao Yi, his lips trembling as he spoke.

"Help...help me."

Zhao Yi squatted down and checked the man's pulse.

"Relax, I'm a professional doctor, but I need to understand your injuries before I can treat you... I'll ask you questions, you answer, understand?"

The man nodded weakly.

Zhao Yi asked with concern:

"Do you have the authority to handle this?"

The man shook his head instinctively.

He was immediately stunned.

Isn't it...asking about the injuries?

Zhao Yi sighed:

"Your injuries are too severe; there's no saving you."

Zhao Yi forcefully pried open his fingers, and then... left.

The man was stunned as he listened to his footsteps fading into the distance.

Grass!

Is it that direct?

Are you not going to hide it at all?

How can there be such selfish people in this world?

The man cursed Zhao Yi in his heart for being selfish and despicable.

But he forgot that he had just used a girl he had recently met as a human shield to avoid the falling rocks.

The girl's body was buried in a pile of stones nearby.

Blood and gore, intestines ruptured and stomach torn apart.

Perhaps... this is retribution?

As the blood flowed more, the man's head lolled to the side, and he died.

...

Zhao Yi continued forward.

Dust would occasionally settle on some of the walkways along the road.

He tried to keep his footsteps as quiet as possible.

Finally, as he passed the broken door to the storage room, he heard a faint sob.

Zhao Yi arrived at the doorway, and through the door and the huge rock blocking the way, asked softly:

"Is anyone inside?"

The crying stopped immediately.

"Who...are you?"

A young woman's voice came through.

Zhao Yi posted it on the door.

He heard... the heartbeats of two people.

PS: Okay, that concludes today's task.

Keep working hard tomorrow.

Lao Ye still maintains the same stance: as long as he can afford to eat, he will continue to write diligently; if he can no longer afford to eat, he might consider writing two books simultaneously.

We'll see when the time comes. After all, I'm new to writing books and I'm still figuring things out. If I accidentally write something terrible, there's nothing I can do about it.

Okay, goodnight, my darlings!

By the way, this old bastard Ye Lai has an account on Bilibili called [Yatou Laochan]. If you're interested, you can follow him. Maybe he'll livestream himself taking a dump sometime in the future.

As for the group, it will be created after this book is finished.

I should at least write a complete book that doesn't have a bad ending.

Otherwise, I would really lose face.