Chapter Seventy-Seven: Eating

"Since the disaster, we have been actively working with JP and have carried out the greatest possible relief activities. At present, we have contacted the Chinese Embassy in JP, and more than 3,000 Chinese have been accommodated in the embassy. At the same time, the embassy has also received distress calls from people in JP, and it is estimated that more than 16,000 people in the disaster circle are not in danger of life. ”

"The specific cause of this disaster is still being investigated."

Zheng Xin, who was standing outside the studio, never expected that it would be such a result, four UFOs, and three eruptions in S Mountain.

Either one sounds like a deadly disaster.

He was still happy for Zhao Yuan and the others, but now he finally understood why Director Kang was worried.

Zhao Yuan's chances of survival are too small, and the destruction of human beings by these disasters is only a matter of moments.

Now I can't even see what the situation is on the satellite, what is the difference between sending a rescue team over and sending people to the head?

Perhaps more casualties will be inflicted.

Until nature's punishment truly comes, despair eats away at every survivor, from the inside out, from the soul to the flesh and blood.

Zheng Xin can't tell whether it's a good thing or a bad thing that Zhao Yuan and the three of them are still alive at the moment.

The more Zheng Xin thought about it, the more irritated he became.

He wanted to stand outside the studio and continue to listen to the news of the disaster, but for some reason, the sound kept pouring into his ears, but he still didn't know what was being said in the studio.

By the time he came back to his senses and wanted to listen carefully, he had already begun to broadcast the next piece of news.

Zheng Xin simply hid aside and took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he opened it, several big news came out, all of which were reports about the mega explosion.

He opened Weibo and tried to find the opinions of some so-called professionals, hoping to get the possibility of going deep into the disaster area to rescue them.

But the Weibo that was swiped one by one further exacerbated the anxiety in his heart.

[I didn't expect there to be a huge explosion after the typhoon, but the radiation of the small day came really fast.] ]

[The sky has eyes!] It's quite light to blow up the spokes of S Mountain, so you should blow up the whole little day. ]

[What are the four UFOs?] Missiles? Brother Ah Zhong finally made a move! ]

The comments on Weibo are still refreshing:

[What do you say, it's obviously a UFO, and aliens have attacked Earth.] ]

[Fusang!] You've finally woken up! ]

[How did such a big thing happen?] It's terrible, I hope no one is alive. ]

[If only there were no people, it would be fine.] ]

Cursing, joking, applauding, Zheng Xin felt that the mobile phone in his hand was no longer stable.

This is clearly an unwarranted disaster?! How could they take such a heavy thing as a pastime?!

Damn it, but what about Sister Zhao and other colleagues who get along day and night? What about those overseas compatriots who are studying and doing business in Japan?!

What did they do wrong?

......

The First Emperor thought that the life value was spent, and everything was bought, and it didn't take long to achieve the goal.

He also began to rummage around the canopy of the sky in boredom, trying to see if there was anything more strange.

"This canopy is really wonderful, if you have this help, it will not be a problem to go all over the world in the future."

It wasn't long before he noticed that many notes appeared on his canopy:

"Help me!"

"I want to go home! Help me!"

"It's so hot! Isn't it going to be our turn next!"

One after another, the First Emperor could even feel the heart-rending roar and despair from the words.

What's going on?!

"System prompt: Would you like to lend life value to others?"

Lent? Lend to those in the canopy who are crying for help?

"Skycanopy, can you tell me what happened?"