The sun is shining and there are no clouds in the sky.
The soft sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell on the man's face. The warm brightness woke him up from his deep sleep.
He climbed up slightly confused, with a slight pain in his head.
It has been like this recently. It has been like this since the rare natural disaster in Old Dunling. His memory has become a little deteriorating, and every time he wakes up, he feels very tired and has a headache.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with it and subconsciously attributed these "abnormalities" to his old age and the sequelae of alcoholism.
"Ah... What a terrible rainstorm."
The man sighed and thought again of the almost endless rainstorm, but all that was left in his heart was awe and fear of the disaster, and he could not remember the specific details at all.
However, the Queen's Daily recently reported on this. They said that after people get rid of bad memories, they will instinctively forget these memories to protect themselves.
The man thought it sounded reasonable. After all, no one wanted to keep recalling these bad things.
There was a rustling sound of electricity in the warm room. The man leaned to one side, turned on the radio, and heard a broadcast.
"Good morning, listeners!"
A cheerful voice sounded, and the man stood up, listening to the radio while putting on his clothes.
"After the official review and report, I believe everyone has a preliminary understanding of the disaster that occurred in Old Dunling half a month ago. The abnormal weather caused heavy rain and the rise of the Thames River, and due to the dilapidated underground pipe system in Old Dunling..."
"I said that the old Dunling should be renovated. Those facilities have been in use for many years and are probably too old to be used anymore."
The man complained.
The outdated pipe systems could not hold up under the disaster; they were paralyzed and exploded, causing multiple steam explosions in the streets, which in turn, like a chain reaction, triggered other accidents and disasters.
As a result, the streets of Old Dunling were in chaos, and several blocks were severely damaged. The worst thing was that these accidents interfered with the Mechanical Institute. The authorities blocked the Mechanical Institute, but according to the information leaked, the Mechanical Institute was also seriously damaged.
"The city hall apologized and will hold the relevant personnel accountable. The Platinum Palace said that it will start the renovation of the old Dunling system in the near future to prevent similar disasters from happening again."
After hearing this, the anger on the man's face subsided a little.
There are not only bad things in disasters, but also good things. He turned his head and looked at the woman who was still sleeping in bed, and a smile appeared on his face.
Buscaro met his wife in that rainstorm. He originally wanted to talk to her and see if there was a chance to start over, but the rainstorm ruined everything... and it seemed like nothing happened.
He still remembers fleeing in the heavy rain, reuniting with his wife with the help of a group of people, and then huddling in a crowded hall waiting for rescue.
What a fun adventure...
Thinking of this, Buscaro frowned. For him, the only slightly regrettable thing was that he could not remember clearly. He remembered that there were other people following him in the rainstorm, but no matter what, he could not remember what those people looked like.