Restart the Disaster of Another World

The tsunami came with great force, like a ferocious beast, ready to pounce on people with its fangs and claws bared.

Not long ago, there was a severe earthquake here, and the risk of aftershocks still exists. At this moment, going to higher ground seems to be an uncertain option.

There might be another rainstorm, and the safety of going to the mountain would be further reduced. A series of natural disaster scenarios flashed through Jing Yao's mind: mudslides, falling rocks, mountain torrents... However, at this moment, they had no better choice.

Most of the villagers are old people, all of them are uncles and great-grandparents. After just experiencing the earthquake, they were forced to run to the mountains again. Many people did not want to drag down their children and grandchildren, and expressed their desire to stay.

As a young man, the village head was naturally very reluctant. He said emotionally: "My dear uncles, how can we young people feel at ease when you say such things?"

"Uncle San, how could you have such an idea? When the disaster happened, I was still so young, and you took me away, but you never said a word of burdening me!"

"Yes, at that time, you carried us all the way and never left any of us behind."

"Now that you say such things, we feel really guilty."

Everyone echoed this, saying that they would never abandon the elderly. At this critical moment, family affection and responsibility made them closely connected and inseparable. They were determined to face difficulties together and protect every life.

"I know you are all good kids, but the situation is complicated and unpredictable now. We old guys don't have the energy to mess around anymore! Staying in the village is a good choice." Grandpa Wen is already 77 years old, which can be considered a long-lived person in today's world. However, he worked too hard when he was young, which resulted in poor health now, with many major and minor illnesses.

"Grandpa, there's no need to say more. We will never agree to this. The right thing to do is to set off as soon as possible while we can still climb the mountain." Wen Qin, Wen Xin and the others responded with solemn expressions. Their tone was firm as iron, leaving no room for negotiation.

The village head said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, you guys, protect your grandfather."

"Good boy." Several old people no longer refused.

Seeing that the people were persuaded, the village head instructed: "Each person should carry an elderly person on their backs. The mountain road is steep, so please be careful."

Several people nodded, each carried an old man on their backs, and went up the mountain first together with several old men from the education factory.

Soon, several elderly people were carried by their younger generations and walked to the middle of the mountain road.

The rest of the people were responsible for carrying the items, trying to choose light items, and heavy items such as canned food were carried by livestock.

"If we can't take everything away this time, we can come back again later. Don't be greedy. The mountain road is difficult to walk on. Everyone, please be safe." Jing Yao also said loudly.

When Li Zheng shouted for everyone to flee to the mountain, the adults quickly took action, leading the elderly and children to run up the mountain skillfully. The children did not understand the serious situation they were facing, but they were very excited to see so many adults running to the place where they often played. They happily ran in front and acted as the leaders.

There is a cave on the mountain to the southwest. The terrain there is quite similar to that of Shicun, with sparse vegetation and rocks all over the mountain. However, unlike the hills in Shicun, that mountain can be called a real mountain.

On weekdays, villagers rarely go to that place, but the old people in the village will go up the mountain from time to time to check and clean it up. The reason is that there are several huge caves on the mountain. The internal environment is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is an excellent place to store items. At the same time, in years of famine, these caves also become places for villagers to take refuge.

Once upon a time, the villagers were full of hope and expectation for this mountain. They tried to plant various fruit trees on the mountain, expecting the joy of a good harvest. However, the reality was contrary to their expectations. These fruit trees were easily attacked by pests and had a short lifespan. Although the villagers worked hard, they finally got nothing and had no choice but to give up.

The neglected trees gradually withered and died, and only a few of them remain today. The fruits they produce are small and exquisite, but the pits are unusually large. They don't taste good, but for children, being able to eat free food is exciting enough, after all, free things are always extra sweet and delicious.

There are many children in the village, and they like to roam freely in the mountains and fields. Naughty children will play in the mountains and forests, play various role-playing games, such as playing house, imitating the adults; while greedy children will look for delicious wild fruits to satisfy their appetite.

However, when faced with an emergency, seeing the children running and playing wildly, the adults would shout to stop them and strictly control their behavior.

Shishan is a place for the village to avoid disasters. In addition to the artificially leveled mountain road, some steps have been built for easy climbing, and there is also a man-made hole on the mountain wall.

At this moment, everyone worked hard and went all out to move towards the top of the mountain, because no one knew how fierce the flood was, and only by standing higher could they be safer.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Jing Yao led his men to drive the livestock to transport supplies to the mountain. When they reached the middle of the mountain, Jing Yao suddenly had a strange premonition. He couldn't help but look up and look towards the sky.

He had excellent eyesight and could see from a distance that there was a dark cloud floating in the sky, slowly moving towards them. Based on experience, if this cloud came over, it would definitely bring a heavy rainfall.

"It's going to rain." Just as Jing Yao was thinking to himself, a voice suddenly came from beside him. He looked sideways and found that the person who spoke was Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong has been drifting on the sea for many years, so he is naturally more sensitive to weather changes than ordinary people. Jing Yao had no doubt about this and immediately gave an order: "Everyone speed up and make sure to get to the top of the mountain as soon as possible!"

After hearing Jing Yao's words, everyone quickened their pace. Fortunately, most of these supplies were canned foods that were not afraid of rain.

However, before they reached the cave, the rain began to pour down. Moreover, this was not ordinary rainfall, but a downpour. Accompanied by a few dull thunders, the rain instantly soaked the entire ground.

The sky was thick with dark clouds, as if stirred by an invisible giant hand, forming a huge black vortex. The wind gradually grew stronger, whistling through the mountains, and the branches of the trees shook violently, as if they were about to be uprooted. Suddenly, bean-sized raindrops poured down, hitting the ground without any warning, catching people off guard.

The strong wind made the leaves rustle, and the sound of raindrops hitting objects formed a noisy and chaotic symphony. The sound of the wind was like the crying of evil spirits and the roar of gods, which made people feel terrified and hindered people from moving forward. Everyone had to trudge through the rain with difficulty, and their pace became slower and slower.

They protected their eyes with one hand, bent their backs, and leaned forward to lower their center of gravity, trying to keep their balance in the pouring rain. The raindrops hit their bodies violently, and each drop was as powerful as a bullet, leaving deep marks on their skin. Their eyelashes were also soaked by the rain, and their vision became blurred, but they did not dare to stop for a moment and resolutely moved towards the mountain.

Despite the numerous difficulties, everyone still dared not delay for a moment and gritted their teeth to continue moving forward. Finally, after some hard work, everyone successfully arrived at the cave on the mountain. At this time, they breathed a sigh of relief and felt a sense of security and warmth. This short but arduous journey made them cherish this rare shelter even more.

At this moment, they were in an extremely large cave. This cave was hidden deep in the mountains. Judging from the traces of artificial excavation, it was obviously not a naturally formed cave, but was widened by human processing in the later period.

The top of the cave is high, at least ten meters high; the space inside the cave is even more spacious, making it hard to imagine whether it runs horizontally through the entire hillside.

Standing at the entrance of the cave, you can feel the breeze blowing across your cheeks, which means that the depths of the cave are not completely closed. Without wind, the air would become extremely polluted.

The original population of several thousand people in the village had already settled down in the cave, but with the arrival of the disaster victims, the population increased dramatically and now has reached 20,000 to 30,000 people.

Despite the hardships, many people were fortunate to have their relatives and friends by their side. As everyone was able to pack their bags and evacuate quickly, they were able to bring along all the daily necessities they needed.

At this moment, when people settle down, their originally tense nerves gradually relax, their expressions become relaxed, and they may even chat with others to relieve their tension.

Some aunts in the village have spontaneously organized themselves and led a group of people to find a suitable place outside the cave to prepare for cooking.

The cooking place was chosen near the cave entrance, where there was a wide open space and raised rocks as a natural barrier to prevent rain from invading.

After Jing Yao and his group neatly arranged the supplies they brought with them, they left one after another and went about their own business. Jing Yao searched around and finally found Wen Qun and the people of the Wen family under a slightly higher stone platform.

Although time was tight, they still filled up as many large and small bags as possible when they went up the mountain, filled with various food and daily necessities. In addition, since there were two children traveling with them, the amount of luggage was quite considerable. At this moment, a curtain was hung next to the stone platform, and food, kitchen utensils and other items were organized in an orderly manner, and the beds were also made.

However, they did not stop. Wen Fu was concentrating on weaving something with straw, while Mother Wen was eating quietly with her two children.

Wen Qun was standing in front of a pot, seemingly stewing something, but her brows were furrowed and she looked a little absent-minded, and it was obvious that she was worried about something.

Wen Qun looked up and saw Jing Yao approaching. A look of surprise instantly appeared on her face. She threw the spoon in her hand aside and threw herself at Jing Yao, but she missed. However, she was not discouraged. Instead, she threw herself at Jing Yao again and hugged him: "Yao, you are finally back!"

Jing Yao caught Wen Qun steadily, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said softly: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? Don't worry about me, I will definitely return safely."

Wen Qun nodded to show that she understood, but she still did not loosen her arms around Jing Yao.

The Wen family members nearby saw this scene and tactfully did not go forward to disturb them. Instead, they turned around and left, continuing to do their own things.

After the two hugged each other for a while, Wen Qun seemed to remember something, and quickly pulled Jing Yao to sit on a stone nearby, and said with concern: "Ayao, you just got caught in the rain, so be careful not to catch a cold. I specially made a bowl of ginger soup for you, drink it while it's hot."

After that, Wen Qun carefully brought out a bowl of deep red ginger soup. He had carefully prepared this bowl of ginger soup in advance, and it was now just cool enough to drink directly. Wen Qun stared at Jing Yao with his concerned eyes, signaling him to drink the bowl of warm ginger soup quickly.

As soon as Jing Yao saw the color of the soup, he immediately understood that Wen Qun had added a lot of brown sugar to it in order to reduce the spicy taste of ginger so that he would not find it difficult to accept. He took the bowl gratefully, raised his head without hesitation, and drank the whole bowl of ginger soup in one breath. Seeing Jing Yao so decisive, Wen Qun finally showed a satisfied smile and nodded gently to show his approval.

Afterwards, the two of them distributed the remaining ginger soup to other people who were suffering from the rain. After everything was arranged, they returned to the house and sat down to rest.

After enjoying the delicious meal, Jing Yao took the initiative to stand up and help Wen Qun to clean up the dishes and take them outside to wash. It was pouring rain outside at this time. Although the weather was bad, it was very convenient for washing items.

After the villagers went up the mountain, people from other villages who had sensed the situation were not good also began to gather on the mountain one after another. The mountains here were undulating, and there were many shadows swaying on the surrounding mountains.

It was raining and the vision was blurry. People were not in a hurry to inquire about the news, but packed up their belongings and whereabouts.

After everything was packed up, it was getting dark, and the villagers began to make their beds and prepare to rest. Jing Yao took the sleeping mat that Wen's father had woven and laid it out, then took out clean clothes and a pack of wet wipes from his backpack: "Qun Qun, go in and wipe your body. I'll get a blanket to cover you. Change into clean clothes to prevent you from catching a cold."

Wen Qun nodded, picked up the things and sent one to Wen's mother. The two were very curious about this magical item, but they didn't ask much, just thinking it was a new product produced by Jing Yao's factory.

After returning, Wen Qun took dry clothes and entered the inner room of the cave, carefully scrubbing his body to make sure every inch of skin was clean.

After he finished washing, he quickly changed his clothes and walked out. Seeing this, Jing Yao also went into the inner room to wipe himself briefly, then changed into dry clothes, and the two of them lay on the floor together.

"The temperature in the cave is much lower than outside, probably only around ten degrees." Jing Yao said, feeling the coolness around him.

The weather this year is unusually cool, and the highest temperature outside is only over 20 degrees. In the past, it would have been at least 30 degrees in the summer.

"It will probably be even colder in winter." Jing Yao speculated based on his experience.

Thinking of the severe cold last winter, Wen Qun couldn't help but shiver. He silently rolled into Jing Yao's arms, snuggled up to him, and didn't say a word.

Jing Yao noticed Wen Qun's mood change, patted him on the back, and gently comforted him: "Okay, don't think too much, take a rest."

Then, the two of them stopped talking, slowly closed their eyes, and fell asleep. In this quiet cave, they leaned on each other and spent this peaceful night together.