Fu Anan was shocked and thought he was being retaliated against for saying bad things about the game.
It was only later that we realized that the city’s electrical equipment was damaged by the typhoon and the entire Beaver City was without power.
The typhoon came suddenly and violently, with overwhelming rain and strong winds. The trees on the streets swayed violently, and street lights and road signs were pulled up by the strong winds.
The floor where Fu Anan lived was shaking, and the sound of breaking glass came from next door - the windows were shattered by the typhoon.
Fu Anan was in a state of half asleep and half awake throughout the night.
I was worried that the glass couldn’t block the typhoon outside, and I was even more worried that the shaky old residential building would be blown down.
After one night, the old residential building was still shaking, but it managed to hold up.
Fu Anan listened to the howling of wind and rain all night, and her frightened heart finally calmed down.
But the people upstairs were not so lucky. All the windows outside were broken, and the house was not only wet, but the owner was also injured by the flying glass and was sent to the hospital early in the morning.
The entire city's emergency and fire departments were mobilized, and cars could be seen everywhere heading towards the nearest hospital.
The heavy rain outside is still continuing.
Fu Anan made a note in his notebook - Day 9 in Beaver City
This is just the prelude to the great disaster.
Although there was a power outage in the entire city, there was still internet signal, but it was not very good.
Fu Anan saw that most of the posts on social media were about the typhoon, as well as requests for help from people who said that someone in their family was injured and asked if anyone could help get them to the hospital.
There are few people helping in the post, but more people asking for help.
[Who has a car? I am in XXX area, please take me in one. An elderly person at home is injured, please help for a fee.]
[My car was flooded in the underground garage, and the water on the street was knee-deep. There were too few cars and I couldn’t take care of them.]
[The hospital is now full, and the doctors and nurses are too busy to handle it. If you have a minor injury, I suggest you buy some medicine and bandage it yourself at home...]
Fu Anan read the above content and roughly understood the current situation outside.
There are people in the community who are specifically responsible for counting the disaster situations.
There was a knock on Fu Anan's door, and a middle-aged man with glasses came out.
The middle-aged man was startled when he saw that it was only a young girl who opened the door. He looked into the room and asked, "Are you the only one living here?"
"What's up?"
Fu Anan asked calmly while standing at the door.
"Oh, we are from the neighborhood office. We are here to count the number of people injured and the damage to houses." The man tried to smile kindly, but his yellow teeth from smoking made people uncomfortable.
"Please provide your name for registration. If the house is damaged and cannot be lived in, you can go to Beaver No. 5 Middle School."
"Oh, thank you." Fu An'an said politely, "There are two of us in my family, I'm Fu An'an and my brother Fu Fugui. The house is not damaged."
"Two people." The middle-aged man looked suspicious.
"Well, my brother is going to the bathroom." Fu Anan said casually without blinking.
The person registering was too embarrassed to rush in to see if there was anyone in the toilet, so he quickly wrote his name and registered for the next family.
This game is too real.
After these people left, Fu Anan sighed again, then locked the door again and put a note on the peephole to prevent anyone outside from peeping.
As a person rents a house outside many times, Fu Anan becomes particularly aware of safety even in the game.
(End of this chapter)