Traveling through time and space to achieve a well-off life with your family

Cheng Mo was running desperately towards the city center in the pouring rain. Fortunately, when planning the terrain, he deliberately chose a higher location to build the Qiming City. Therefore, although it was pouring rain in the city at the moment, the situation was much better than outside the city. Only one or two houses were flooded, and more fortunately, no one was injured.

Because of the previous education, the orcs took effective flood discharge measures at the first opportunity. At the same time, those orcs who were able to spare a hand also took the initiative to help the old, weak and sick. As Cheng Mo walked along, he saw many orcs carrying or hugging cubs and elderly orcs and walking to the highest point of the city.

"City Lord!" When Cheng Mo just arrived at the nursing home, someone found him and called him. However, due to the noisy rain, Cheng Mo could not distinguish the identity of the speaker.

"Huh?" Cheng Mo couldn't see who the other person was because the rain was too heavy. Suddenly, a figure rushed over like lightning, grabbed Cheng Mo's hand tightly, and pulled him into the house.

"Huh..." Cheng Mo could only breathe a sigh of relief after he hid under the eaves. The rain outside was too heavy and the umbrella he brought with him had long been broken by the rain. When he calmed down, he realized that it was Kong Fu who pulled him into the house.

"Kong Fu, why are you here?" Cheng Mo stared at Kong Fu and asked with concern: "Why didn't you go to a place of refuge?"

"City Lord..." Kong Fu's face was filled with endless sorrow. He stared at Cheng Mo and said in a trembling voice, "Old Yan... has left us..."

"What?!" Cheng Mo couldn't believe what he heard and was completely shocked.

"Wuwuwu..." Kong Fu could no longer suppress the sadness and self-blame in his heart, and tears poured out like a broken dam. He told Cheng Mo everything that had just happened in tears: "It was raining heavily at the time, and we rushed to move the elderly here as soon as possible. But Old Yan insisted that he could walk by himself and didn't want us to carry him away. So we had to carry other elderly people with limited mobility while supporting Old Yan to go to the shelter. Then, when we were halfway there, Old Yan suddenly said that he heard the high priest calling him, and suddenly turned around and ran out. We immediately chased him, but we never expected that Old Yan ran faster and faster, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Later, Hen Yi brought people to find Old Yan, but Old Yan had already fallen into the water... drowned..."

"How could this happen..." Cheng Mo's eyes widened, staring at Kong Fu in disbelief, his voice filled with anger and questioning: "He is an old and frail man! You can't even catch up with him! How on earth do you do things!"

“Wow, wow, wow…” Kong Fu just cried sadly, unable to utter a word.

Cheng Mo closed his eyes in grief, his heart filled with self-blame and regret. He knew that he should not vent his anger on others, but in such a difficult situation, it was a great achievement for them to be able to save other survivors.

Under the circumstances at the time, everything seemed so strange. Yan Hai claimed to have heard the voice of the high priest before he died, which was obviously abnormal. Cheng Mo realized that he had to solve the safety of others first, and then investigate the truth behind Yan Hai's death.

"I'm sorry..." Cheng Mo patted Kong Fu's shoulder gently, and apologized with a hint of fatigue in his voice, "I was too anxious. This is not your fault. You should first transfer the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled to a safe place. As for other things, we can make plans after the situation stabilizes..."

Kong Fu choked up and nodded, wiped her tears, turned around, and slowly left. Only Cheng Mo was left standing there alone, staring into the distance. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the grief in his heart, and secretly made up his mind: "No matter who it is! The orcs who dare to hurt our Qiming City will pay the price for it!"

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"Woo woo woo..." Heavy rain poured down, and the big raindrops hit the ground, splashing water. In the rain, a small figure was lying tightly on a thick tree trunk, shivering. It was a little cub, his fur was soaked by the rain, and he looked pitifully at the puddles below, his eyes were full of fear and helplessness, and his little mouth opened and closed, making heartbreaking cries.

"Don't be afraid, give me your hand!" a deep and powerful voice came. The cub looked in the direction of the voice and saw a tall male orc standing in the puddles, raising his arms with difficulty, trying to reach the cub on the tree trunk. His body was also soaked by the rain, but his eyes were firm and full of concern.

"Woo woo woo..." The little cub heard the male orc's call, hesitated for a moment, then carefully stretched out his pink little claws, trying to grab the male orc's hand. However, his body was too small and his arms were too short. Although he stretched his arms as hard as he could, he still couldn't reach the other's hand. Not only that, because of his movements, the tree trunk began to shake violently. The little cub was so scared that his face turned pale, and he quickly shrank behind the tree trunk, fearing that he would fall into the water below.

"Don't be afraid! Be brave, just try harder and you'll be fine!" The male orc saw this and quickly encouraged loudly. His voice revealed a kind of firmness and confidence, as if telling the little cub that as long as he believed in himself, he could overcome the difficulties in front of him.

"Wuwuwu... No... Wuwuwu..." The little cub was still shaking his head, tears rolling down like beads from a broken string. He was so scared that he didn't dare to move a step, for fear that he would lose his balance and fall into the bottomless water.

"You are very brave, aren't you?" the male orc softened his voice and coaxed softly. He slowly approached the tree trunk, trying to get as close to the cub as possible. "Believe me, you can do it. Come, hold my hand, I will protect you."

The little cub blinked his eyes, looking at the gentle male orc in front of him through his tearful eyes. He felt the other party's kindness and care, and the fear in his heart seemed to be relieved a little. Finally, he mustered up the courage, stretched out his little paw again, and slowly approached the male orc's hand...

"Don't--" Suddenly a loud shout came from a distance.