Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

"How could there be a landslide all of a sudden?" Lin Zha muttered, his face pale. He turned around, picked up a shovel and was about to go up the mountain to rescue people. "No, I can't wait any longer. I have to go up and save them."

Wu Qingyu didn't stop him this time.

Ling Yanling is not only important to Lin Zha, but also to him.

He is usually calm because they always need someone to stay calm and take charge of the situation.

He restricted all screenshot and screen recording functions in the live broadcast room in advance. Fortunately, the video was not leaked and the impact on public opinion was not particularly large, and it was within the controllable range.

And the most important thing now is the lives of several people.

He put down everything he was doing, picked up his shovel and rushed up the mountain, following Linza...

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Buried under the soil, Wen Shiyun felt as if her consciousness was isolated. Her mind was clear, but her body could not move.

Wen Shiyun: [Tongzi, are you there? What happened to us?]

System: [Your original body can no longer sustain this, you must leave this time.]

Wen Shiyun: [How is that possible? I'm not injured at all, but they're injured more seriously than me.]

System: [Host, this time we really can't drag this out any longer. I'm allocating some of my energy to maintain the vital signs of the remaining two. If you're not rescued before your energy runs out, you'll abandon your original body. At that point, there's no way you can maintain normal activities in this world. If you insist on staying here, you'll be dormant in a vegetative state.]

Wen Shiyun: [What should the male protagonist do?]

He would go crazy if he knew that she became a vegetable or died directly because of going to the grave with him...all his worries would be resolved in vain.

System: [Host, you don't need to worry about the follow-up matters after the successful counterattack~]

The eyes of Wen Shiyun's consciousness in his mind flashed slightly, how ruthless.

Having said that, Wen Shiyun was silent for a moment. [Wait and see, if it really is true...]

[At least, make a clone of a vegetative person before leaving, so the original body doesn't die like this.]

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It was already dawn, and the rain was still falling.

This is not a good thing for the people trapped on the mountain.

Rain means that the soil will quickly become soaked with water, and the air in the soil will become less and less, which will accelerate their death.

The rescue team quickly reached the bottom of the mountain. A team of thirty or forty people lined up at the foot of the mountain and went up with rescue dogs to search. The landslide made their original location unclear, making the search and rescue more difficult.

"Mr. Wu, the landslide and the rain have washed away their scent. The search dogs can't find their location. It may take some time."

The person leading the search and rescue obviously felt that the situation was not optimistic and his face looked unhappy.

Suddenly, Wu Qingyu seemed to have thought of something and paused, "No, backup settings..."

He suddenly remembered that when he was broadcasting live in China Unicom's live broadcast room, he gave the backup setting to Wen Shiyun, and that setting had a positioning function. His voice was hoarse as if he hadn't drunk water for a few days.

"Positioning, yes, positioning!"

He hurriedly put down the shovel in his hand and rushed down the mountain.

His computer can be used to locate the location, so he can find the specific location where they are buried.

Now was a race against time for his life, and he ran down the mountain at almost the fastest speed he could...

No, not running, but sliding,

He slid down the mountain, seemingly not caring about the possibility of a second landslide on the mountain. It only took him ten minutes to get the computer.

"Turn on the positioning function, yes." He muttered to himself while typing frantically on the computer, as if he was possessed by a demon.

While waiting for the positioning light to come on, his hands were shaking with nervousness.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the positioning light started flashing, and immediately shared the location with the mobile phones of all search and rescue personnel on the scene.

"I just sent you all their exact locations, go!"

Only after he had arranged everything did he seem to breathe a sigh of relief. It should still be in time, and there was no need to despair.

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The rescuers quickly dug down along the light spot above the location. When they dug nearly ten meters, they finally saw the man's hand covered by the soil.

"found it!"

When they were completely rescued, they discovered that the three of them were entangled in a very tight fight.

Although Wen Shiyun appeared to be unconscious, she was conscious and saw them being rescued.

She asked in her mind: [System, the energy is not exhausted, can I stay here? ]

She is always good at taking advantage of loopholes.

System: [Okay. 】

Wen Shiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and fell asleep peacefully in her consciousness. She was also very tired.

In every world, if possible, she always hopes that they can have a better ending.

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(Extra)

In the dim light, Wen Shiyun was lying on the sofa, her soft black hair scattered all over the floor. She was wearing a white suspender nightgown, looking relaxed and lazy.

This was the scene Ling Yanling saw when she opened the door. The woman had even turned over and sank deeply into the black sofa. Her already thin nightgown was pressed down even further, clinging to her waistline and slipping down inadvertently.

He narrowed his eyes, placed the key casually on the table, leaned over, and said softly, "Baby, wake up. It's cold sleeping here."

Seeing that Wen Shiyun didn't react, he curled his lips lazily, his eyes full of doting.

He just picked her up by the waist.

The woman was clearly not awake, but she wrapped her arms around the man's neck naturally, as if she had done it a thousand times, and muttered the man's name naturally.

"Yan Ling."

It's light and soft, with unclear pronunciation and a heavy nasal tone, like a spoiled child.

The man's lazy eyes dimmed, and he hummed softly. There was a bit more tenderness and darkness in his eyes, and he was drunken.

His bony hands exerted a little force, veins showing through them, and he seemed to be showing some restraint as he put the woman on the bed.

Feeling the soft touch beneath her body, Wen Shiyun's eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her eyes hazily.

What caught my eye was the man's tightly buttoned shirt collar.

Further up, a man with a lazy look in his eyes lowered his head slightly, his eyes fixed on her face.

Through the lens, she couldn't see his expression, nor could she see the look in the man's eyes.

Wen Shiyun raised her slender white hand and took off the glasses from his face. Her voice was a little bit disgusting.

"I'm not used to you wearing glasses. I can't see your eyes clearly."

The man pinched her waist, buried his face deep in her neck, and his breath mixed with alcohol was all over the floor.