Chapter 10: Saving Lives

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It was almost eleven o'clock, and after dinner, the sky outside was still bright.

The aurora became more dreamy, and Liang Shuyu couldn't help but appreciate it carefully, such a beautiful visual feast.

It's a shame not to appreciate it.

Last year, there was a blackout in Europe, and I heard that only one mountain at a high altitude was observed the aurora.

It's weird that this year's solar storm can see such a grand aurora feast in coastal cities.

However, he is not a professional, and does not seem to have the impression that the aurora must only appear at high altitudes.

So for now, I can only stare dryly.

At present, it is confirmed that it is a solar storm, but Liang Shuyu is not too worried.

After all, there was a precedent in Europe last year, and the power outages were widespread.

The European authorities were too slow to react at the time, but it also took only a month and a half to restore most of the electricity.

Since last year's solar storm in Europe, countries around the world have begun to pay close attention to this problem.

As far as he knows, there have been rehearsals of power outages of varying scales in major cities this year, and at such times, he has enough confidence in his country.

In recent years, the Sun's activity has become more and more frequent, even for someone like him who has never paid attention to the relevant field, let alone the more specialized people in the field.

So he believes that with the power outage in Europe, his country will definitely be able to solve the problem faster.

Maybe the country is even prepared.

So he conservatively estimated that the economic damage caused by the blackout of this solar storm will not be greater than the blackout in Europe last year.

In addition, it is impossible to exceed a month and a half.

It is likely that most of the power will be restored within a month.

However, for the sake of insurance, he still estimated it at two months.

His family had enough gas for two months, not to mention the medicine, and the food plus the ones they had just come back to buy, it was more than enough for two months.

I don't know how many days a typhoon will blow.

But for a long time to come, he should be able to stay out of the house.

In this way, Liang Shuyu finally completely relieved himself.

"Lao Liang." Wei Youqi's voice.

The sky is too bright, Liang Shuyu's mobile phone is broken and can't be turned on, Liang Wenjing's can still be turned on, but it is not Liang Shuyu's after all, so I don't know what time it is now.

Anyway, it's probably early in the morning.

Liang Shuyu opened the door, and Wei Youqi, who was wearing pajamas, slipped into Liang Shuyu's bedroom.

He put on a sassy posture and lay in the position where Liang Shuyu had slept just now, "People can't sleep." ”

Liang Shuyu glanced at him condescendingly, his face expressionless:

"Don't whine in my bed."

"Tasteless dog man." Wei Youqi said angrily.

Liang Shuyu rolled his eyes in his heart, why did he become good friends with Wei Youqi in the first place?

This guy is so sassy in private, which doesn't match his style at all.

Wei Youqi wrapped his quilt and sighed there.

"What?" Liang Shuyu snatched back his pure little quilt in disgust.

"No phone, no computer, no internet, no games."

Wei Youqi's face was full of grievances, "I thought it was very cool to have a holiday, but now I find that it is simply torture." "What's more, looking at the situation this time, this kind of torturous little days is likely to last for a long time.

Although Liang Shuyu also thought so in his heart, he made an expression of disdain on his face, "It's just right, adjust your schedule." ”

"How long do you think there will be a power outage?" Wei Youqi said.

"A month."

Wei Youqi was heartbroken, "It's been so long! Oh my God. ”

"What are you afraid of, wait for the typhoon to stop and go to the Internet café to mix."

There's nothing that one generator can't solve, and if there is, two.

"It's going to be full, right?" That is, if those computers are still functioning.

The electronics and financial industries have suffered heavy losses.

"Youqi, come and help!" Suddenly, the fat man downstairs shouted.

Howling winds.

The heavy rain is like a waterfall, and in just a few hours, this downward street is flooded, and people can feel the obvious momentum when they stand on it.

"No, no, it's too windy."

It was Aunt Xiuping who spoke, and even though she was standing inside the roller shutter door, her voice was blown to pieces by the strong wind.

At this time, Wei Fatzi, Wei Youqi and Liang Shuyu were all tied with a half-thick rope.

The reason why they did this was because a man had just taken advantage of the wind to go home, and suddenly a rotten piece of wood hit him and knocked him down.

Despite his small size, the man was swept away from the path by the wind.

He was lucky enough to grab a telephone pole in the pit behind him, and he called for help on the telephone pole for nearly twenty minutes before he caught Wei Fatzi's attention.

The wind outside was too strong, and if he could, Wei Fatzi was not willing to take such a big risk with his two children.

But now the phone doesn't work at all, 120, 110 are all decorations.

"Just grab the rope and hold on tight!"

Wei Fatzi is chubby in vain, and his impression on Liang Shuyu has always been that he is a warm-hearted and generous person.

But sometimes it's too zealous.

Like now.

The wind was so strong and the rain was so strong that it made no difference even if you wore a raincoat and didn't wear it.

The typhoon came so fiercely that the city sprouted a cold green light under the aurora light.

Although many people are enjoying this rare scene at the window, in Liang Shuyu's eyes, the city seems to have become a morgue.

The building is a burial mound, high and low, glowing with an eerie light.

Countless fresh corpses were parked in each grave.

This outlandish idea has existed since Liang Shuyu began to "admire" the aurora.

So when Wei Fatzi suddenly asked him to tie a rope to help save people, he was not happy, he just didn't want Wei Fatzi, who had always liked him, to feel that he was cold-blooded, so he reluctantly agreed.

Wei Fatzi had already bypassed the main entrance of the convenience store and struggled to move along the wall to the back of the convenience store.

Fierce winds and torrential rain roared in their faces, and they couldn't open their eyes at all.

Wei Fatzi was tied with two ropes, which were attached to Liang Shuyu and Wei Youqi respectively.

When they arrived at the back of the convenience store, they could clearly see the man in white clinging to the telephone pole in the midst of the storm.

The two tied one end of the rope to the back of the convenience store and the burglar-proof bar in the window.

The rope connects the waists of the two of them, and also connects Wei Fatzi.

In this way, Wei Fatzi tried to leave the wall and take the first step towards the wind and rain.

However, he had only taken two or three steps before he was immediately swept down by the fierce wind and fell into a deserted field, and the typhoon blew his raincoat upright.

His round volume became an umbrella in this situation, albeit a little reluctantly.

But he finally found his way back on his knees.

"The rope is secure!" Wei Fatzi shouted, his voice fragmented.

"Steady!" Wei Youqi looked a little excited.

After all, saving people is a big thing to do bravely, maybe it will be on the news, and he even thought about it.

"It's a good job!"

When the time comes, he will definitely say so calmly.

Wei Fatzi learned the lesson, stopped standing up, crawled in the dirty and overgrown barren field, and approached the man step by step.

The man looked gratefully and reminded them to be careful.