Chapter 217: The Great Tsunami

The tallest buildings in the vicinity are several residential buildings on the east side of the road, but there is still a community green in the middle, Zhang Heng visually measured the distance, and estimated that it would be difficult for him to run, but the four-story museum on the west side looks more realistic.

Zhang Heng stepped on the roof of the car and ran directly there, and there was a shouting and scolding of the owner behind him, but at this time Zhang Heng had already jumped in front of the bus stop sign, pushed away the two middle school students who were playing with their mobile phones there, rushed across the bicycle and sidewalk, jumped over the ticket gate, and ran towards the gate of the museum.

The guards who were standing guard outside the duty room were taken aback, but they quickly reacted and chased after them while shouting to stop.

Zhang Heng not only didn't stop, but when he heard the words, he sped up again, climbed the stairs, and took advantage of the fact that an old couple had just entered the museum, and he dodged in before the sensor door was closed.

Shortly after the museum opened in the morning, there were not too many people inside, and there were only a dozen people in the bronze exhibition hall on the first floor, strolling and admiring the collections in the display cases.

Zhang Heng found the stairs as fast as he could, but at this time, the guards on the first floor obviously got the alarm and quickly surrounded Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng didn't entangle with them more, he silently calculated the time in his heart, and estimated that he should have six or seven seconds, so he bent down directly and avoided a pounce from the guard on the right, and the guard on his left hand only grabbed a handful of air because he was separated from him by a display case.

In the last three seconds, Zhang Heng had already raised his speed to the extreme, rushed up the stairs, and through the glass wall, he could already see the oncoming waves, about ten meters high, slapping on the glass wall on the south side of the museum, the hard double-layer tempered laminated glass didn't even hold up for half a second, and it shattered!

The turbulent sea water poured into the museum, and there were tree branches, bricks, bicycles, and other messes in between.

Zhang Heng rushed to the third floor at the last moment, but the two floors under his feet had been completely engulfed in the blink of an eye, and the few guards who were chasing him before were swept away by the huge waves without even saying a word, and the group of tourists walking downstairs were also very lucky.

At this moment, Zhang Heng is like being alone on a deserted island in the ocean.

The power of an individual is too small in the face of natural disasters.

Especially for the vast majority of people, they didn't expect a tsunami to happen, the moment the huge wave came, many people didn't realize what happened, the next moment they were stunned, carried forward by the current, crashed into the wall or car, and the more unlucky people directly hit something sharp and were stabbed in half, and never woke up again.

Behind Zhang Heng, a little girl in a skirt who was about six or seven years old opened her eyes wide, completely stunned by the scene in front of her.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to care where the latter's parents were, he didn't have time to catch his breath after he escaped, followed by the second big wave had arrived, the height of this huge wave was even higher than the previous one, almost the same as the roof of the museum, Zhang Heng did not run upstairs again, but turned around and ran towards the center of the exhibition hall on the third floor.

He heard the rumbling sound like thunder behind him, and the waves effortlessly smashed the last two layers of glass, and the exquisite Tang and Song dynasty porcelains displayed in the display case resisted the erosion of the years, but could not resist the real water washing, and the glass wall before was no different, and they were turned into fragments.

The little girl who was standing still was also swallowed up by the waves.

Zhang Heng finally ran to a pillar and clinged his body to it, and the next second the waves crashed into the pillar fiercely, and the water split from both sides of Zhang Heng's body, and continued to run forward with an unstoppable momentum, hitting the wall.

Zhang Heng could feel the museum shaking, but the solid foundation and solid building structure helped it withstand the impact.

However, Zhang Heng on the other side was not so lucky, the waves did not wash away the wall and quickly rolled back, Zhang Heng could only curl up as much as possible to protect the vital parts.

Fortunately, there was not much kinetic energy in this recharge, but because the column was very smooth and there was no fixed point, Zhang Heng was finally rushed out.

The undercurrent was surging, and he didn't know how many rolls he had made, but he felt that the whole person was spinning.

However, after experiencing the copy of the Apollo training camp and being thrown around by the centrifuge in a different way, Zhang Heng can indeed be called a master in resisting dizziness.

He held his breath and tried his best to use his back to cope with the impact, and he never lost consciousness until a minute later he could clearly feel that the water began to slow down, which meant that the first wave of the tsunami was about to pass, Zhang Heng waited for about 20 seconds, and finally regained control of his body before the oxygen was about to run out, Zhang Heng tried to poke his head out of the water, and the outside world was completely different.

The familiar city is now a little strange.

The traffic on the road has disappeared before, no, it should be said that even the road has disappeared, and the low façade houses in the vicinity have also sunk to the bottom, only the roof remains, and the situation of the high-rise buildings is relatively good, and some high-rise buildings with less solid structures have been pushed in the direction of the tsunami, but by the time the tsunami rushed here, the destructive power was not as great as it was at the beginning.

Zhang Heng wiped the seawater on his face, around him were half-broken sycamores, the telephone pole fell crookedly in the water, the wires and branches were entangled, a sandal-to-drag was undulating with the waves, and its owner was missing.

Zhang Heng saw the door panel floating not far away, and pulled it in front of him, so that he didn't need to continue to tread water, he could save some of his physical strength, the tsunami may not know that there is only one wave, and no one knows when the next wave will come, Zhang Heng still decided to prepare in advance.

However, considering that he is now in Han Lu's dream, the common sense and experience of the past may not be able to continue to take effect, in fact, this inland tsunami is weird enough, Zhang Heng doesn't know if it is related to the death dream, but on the other hand, its appearance explains why Han Lu left the residence in a hurry.

She obviously got the warning in advance, and Zhang Heng didn't say anything too good now, so he could only pray that Han Lu moved to a safe place in time, and the rest of the things could only be known after finding her.

But the bad news is that this tsunami has destroyed the city in a mess, and those people related to Han Lu have been wiped clean, Zhang Heng is now completely lost in his goal, and he doesn't know where to start next.

He had to find a safe place to wait and see if there was a second wave of attacks.

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