Rebirth with a Space to Counterattack and Abuse the Scumbag

After stammering for a while, Mr. Wang finally managed to say, "But... I noticed that our tires... seem to have been punctured."

I gasped, a chill running from my feet straight to the top of my head.

Tire puncture?

How could it be such a coincidence?

Could it be another case of deliberate sabotage?

I suppressed my anger and quickly walked to the window. Sure enough, I saw that the tires of several trucks transporting supplies were flat, like deflated balloons, slumped on the ground.

"Contact the repair shop immediately and have them send someone to change the tire!" I said decisively, my tone leaving no room for argument.

“I’ve already contacted them, but…” Mr. Wang looked troubled, “but they said they don’t have enough manpower today and the earliest they can come is tomorrow.”

tomorrow?

My heart sank; by tomorrow, all my efforts will be wasted!

The children in the orphanage are waiting for these supplies, as are the children in the mountainous areas that have already been contacted. Every day that is delayed makes their situation even more difficult.

No, I can't wait!

I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm and quickly think of a solution.

Just then, my phone rang; it was Gong Lin calling.

"Qingqing, have the supplies been loaded? Is everything going smoothly?" His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of concern.

"Gong Lin, we've run into some trouble..." I briefly explained the situation to him.

"Qingqing, I'll arrange for someone to come and help right away." His tone was firm and steady, like a reassuring pill that instantly soothed the anxiety in my heart.

With Gong Lin's help, my confidence increased significantly.

I immediately arranged for people to remove the damaged tires and wait for rescue.

However, as fate would have it, suddenly dark clouds gathered in the sky, and large raindrops began to pelt down.

The rain came suddenly and violently, and in an instant, the world was covered in a white mist.

I stood at the warehouse entrance, watching the torrential rain, and a sense of foreboding rose in my heart.

Suddenly, a rapid telephone ring broke the noise of the rain.

I picked up my phone and saw it was a call from one of the drivers from the other team that had set off that morning to transport supplies. His voice trembled, tinged with fear: "Mr. Miao, something terrible has happened! There's been a landslide, and the road is blocked!"

My heart sank, my vision went black, and I almost lost my balance.

Landslide?

How could it be such a coincidence?

Is even God against me?

I gripped my phone tightly, my knuckles turning white, and I felt utterly powerless.

Heavy rain, landslides, damaged tires...

All the problems piled up, like a mountain pressing down on me, making it hard to breathe.

I forced myself to remain calm and, suppressing my panic, asked the person on the other end of the phone, "Where are you now? Are any of your personnel injured?"

“We are now trapped halfway up the mountain. We are safe for the time being, but…” The driver’s voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

"But what?" I pressed on urgently, a bad feeling rising in my heart.

“But…I saw…” His voice was broken and filled with fear, “I saw…movement on the mountain…” The driver’s voice on the other end of the phone was broken, as if the signal was bad, or as if he was terrified.

I tried to stay calm, took a deep breath, and asked again, "What did you see? Explain yourself!"

“I…I saw wild animals on the mountain…a lot of wild animals…” The driver’s voice trembled, with a hint of sobbing.

Beast?

My heart sank suddenly and a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

How could there be wild animals in this desolate wilderness?

Could it be...

A terrible thought suddenly flashed through my mind: Could it be that someone deliberately released wild animals to stop us from transporting supplies?

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death!

I must find a way to solve this problem.

I closed my eyes, focused my mind, and tried to communicate with the power of inheritance.

In the darkness, I seemed to see a winding mountain road, with trees swaying in the wind and rustling.

I "saw" the future road conditions and the weather changes for the next few days.

The heavy rain will continue until noon tomorrow, after which it will turn cloudy, but the risk of landslides remains.

I suddenly opened my eyes, a new plan already in my mind.

I immediately called the driver, my tone firm and decisive: "Change the route immediately, follow my instructions! Remember, be extremely careful and stay in touch!"

I told the driver the new route and explained the road conditions and precautions in detail.

Although the drivers were puzzled by my decision, they still followed my instructions.

As the convoy slowly drove along the new route, my heart pounded with anxiety.

Time ticked by, and my palms became sweaty.

Finally, after several hours of bumpy travel, the convoy arrived safely at a small town.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, and the tense atmosphere eased slightly.

However, things did not go as smoothly as I expected.

Just as the convoy was about to continue, a group of thugs suddenly appeared and blocked the convoy's path.

They were carrying sticks and had fierce eyes; they were clearly not good people.

"This mountain is mine, these trees are mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll!" a thug shouted arrogantly.

My heart sank; it seemed the convoy had run into trouble again.

The team leader, driver Qi, stepped forward to negotiate with the thugs.

"Brothers, we're transporting disaster relief supplies, please do us a favor," Master Qi said calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense! We don't care what kind of supplies you have. If you want to get through, leave your money!" the thugs said bluntly.

Master Qi took a deep breath. "Brothers, I know you're in a difficult situation. How about this? I'll ask my supervisor for some job opportunities for you. You can help us move supplies, and I'll pay you according to your work. What do you say?"

The thugs looked at each other, seemingly surprised that I would say that.

They hesitated for a moment, but were ultimately moved by Master Qi's sincerity and agreed to his proposal. Master Qi had just finished his report and continued on his way when Master Wang suddenly approached me, his face pale and his voice trembling, saying, "Mr. Miao, I..."

I suppressed my impatience and tried to keep my tone calm: "What's wrong, Master Wang? Tell me slowly."

Sweat dripped from Master Wang's face like beads from a broken string. He stammered, "Mr. Miao, I...I just...I think I hit a rock while driving. The car...the car is acting strangely."

My heart sank, and a sense of foreboding washed over me. We'd finally gotten our vehicles repaired and back on the road, and then we hit a rock?

On such a rugged mountain road, any accident could have serious consequences.

Without thinking twice, I rushed to the car and carefully checked its condition.

"Squeak-"

Just as I was inspecting it, the car body suddenly emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound, the car jerked violently, the wheels instantly deviated from their normal trajectory, and the entire car body began to tilt to one side.

"Oh no!" My heart leaped into my throat. The car was about to overturn!

"Quick, quick! Stop the car!" I shouted to the people around me, while gripping the car door tightly with both hands, trying to stabilize the vehicle.

The surrounding staff reacted quickly and rushed forward, frantically trying to prevent the car from overturning.

However, the vehicle tilted too quickly, and we simply didn't have enough manpower.

As the car was about to overturn, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

No, we can't let the truck overturn! The supplies! This is the children's hope!

At that critical moment, I closed my eyes, and the power of inheritance I had felt earlier instantly appeared in my mind.

I focused my mind, mobilized the energy within my body, and tried to stabilize the car body with my own strength.

A miracle happened.

I felt a warm force surging from my body, as if an invisible hand was steadily supporting the car that was about to overturn.

The car's tilt angle gradually decreased, and it finally came to a steady stop.

I slowly opened my eyes and saw the car parked safely in the same spot. Everyone around me breathed a long sigh of relief, as if they had just survived a life-or-death ordeal.

Their eyes were filled with awe and surprise as they looked at me.

I breathed a sigh of relief. Just a moment ago, I felt as if I had used up all my strength.

I looked around at the people around me and gave a faint smile: "Is everyone alright?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, all thanks to President Miao!" the people around said, their voices full of gratitude.

Looking at everyone's expressions of relief after surviving the ordeal, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

I understand that the road ahead is long and there will be all sorts of difficulties, but I will not back down, because I carry the hopes of the children on my shoulders.

“Let’s go, let’s keep going.” I turned and walked towards the convoy, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Mr. Miao, you..." Master Wang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but then stopped himself.

"Squeak—" Another tooth-grinding scraping sound. Our convoy had barely managed to avoid the landslide and bypass that group of thugs. Just when we were about to reach the mountainous area, we were blocked by this dilapidated wooden bridge.

The bridge surface had been in disrepair for many years, the wooden planks were rotten and decayed, and a large section in the middle had collapsed, with a bottomless ravine that looked like a gaping maw ready to devour everything.

Master Wang's face turned pale, and he stammered, "Mr. Miao, this... I'm afraid we can't cross this bridge..."

I frowned and looked around. Although the rain had stopped, the area was still slippery and muddy. Taking a detour would probably take more time, and the children in the mountains couldn't wait.

I closed my eyes again, connecting with the power of inheritance, feeling everything around me: the sound of flowing water, the movement of air, and...

The structure of a bridge.

In my mind's eye, I seemed to see a log that had been washed away by the water, which got stuck where the bridge had broken, forming a temporary support point.

I suddenly opened my eyes, my gaze resolute, and a confident smile curled at the corners of my lips.

"Master Wang, find some thick logs, as thick as that tree over there!" I said, pointing to a tree that had been struck by lightning not far away, my tone full of unquestionable certainty.

Despite their doubts, everyone acted swiftly.

Soon, several thick logs were brought over.

I directed everyone to carefully place the logs at the broken part of the bridge and use the lever principle to connect them tightly together.

"Be careful, don't rush, slow down, be steady!" My voice echoed in the air, like reassuring pills, calming everyone's panicked hearts.

After much effort, a simple bridge was finally completed.

Although it looks somewhat rudimentary, it is sufficient to allow vehicles to pass safely.

I stood by the bridge, arms crossed, looking at the masterpiece before me, a slight smile playing on my lips.

"Mr. Miao, you are truly amazing!" Volunteer Chen, standing to the side, gave a thumbs-up in admiration, his tone filled with respect.

I smiled slightly at him, signaling the convoy to continue.

Just as we were about to drive onto the bridge, my phone rang again; it was my assistant calling.

"Mr. Miao, this is terrible! The online controversy has escalated again. Those trolls are attacking you like crazy, saying you're just putting on a show and that you've embezzled charity funds!" The assistant's voice was filled with anxiety.

I frowned. Those people really are persistent!

I took a deep breath and said into the phone, "I understand. I'll handle this. Don't worry about it for now, let them make a fuss."

I hung up the phone, my eyes sharpening as I looked at the distant mountains. I gave a cold laugh. Did they want to stop me?

Not that easy!

I want to see what those trolls will say when the supplies are successfully delivered to the mountains.

"Let's go, it's time to set off." I waved to the convoy and stepped onto the makeshift bridge first, my eyes firm and my steps steady.

Just then, Gong Lin called, his voice low and tinged with worry: "Qingqing, you don't need to pay attention to those comments online, I'll handle it."

"Yes, I know," I replied. Just then, my phone beeped. Gong Lin seemed to be talking to someone: "Wait, we've found out who's behind this..."