The lightning in the sky shuttled through the clouds like a giant dragon that would strike down at any time.
Guan Yan was racing against time to check the drainage system in the venue. Although she had received some information sent to her by Bo Jingxing on the plane and had a general understanding of the structure here, she was not one of the engineers involved in the construction after all, so it was inevitable that she would need to spend more time exploring.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier.
Just as she said, within ten minutes of them entering the room, their clothes were soaked by the rain and they didn't even need an umbrella.
Bo Jingxing decisively threw away the black umbrella and walked into the rain with her: "Miss Guanyan, tell me what to do and I will help you."
"Go check over there and see if the drainage ditch is clogged with silt and fallen leaves. If so, clear them out."
Guan Yan started to give orders in an awkward manner.
She was cleaning up the blockage she had found. Her hands and face were covered with mud that had accidentally stuck to them and was washed away by the rain. She looked extremely disheveled.
But she didn't seem to care about the dirt on her hands, and her expression and behavior were natural and unpretentious, like a rose blooming in the wilderness.
She never needs others to appreciate her goodness, she only blooms for herself.
Lightning struck overhead, emitting a silvery-white light.
Bo Jingxing stood in the bright light and glimpsed the person in the rainstorm. He could not describe the trembling from his soul at that moment.
He quickly remembered the relationship between Guan Yan and Qin Si, and put his thoughts into his heart. Without saying a single unnecessary word or doing a single unnecessary thing, he silently followed Guan Yan's instructions, rolled up his shirt sleeves, squatted down, and began to clean up the silt...
Gray mud spots stained his neat shirt, but Bo Jingxing pretended not to notice. He asked Guan Yan to clean up the easy places and left the lower places for himself.
The entire tiankeng is huge, and the efficiency of two people is still too low.
Just as the raindrops fell from Guan Yan's chin into the puddle, someone came out and joined them. "I'll come too."
"Please tell me which places you have checked and which ones I need to check."
Guan Yan struggled to open his eyes amid the rain and met the other person's gaze, and saw He Jia's little face that was as bright as the moon, pampered but not spoiled.
"Is it you?" She was in a good mood and pointed in the direction that she and Bo Jingxing had not had time to check: "Over there."
He Jia looked in the direction of her finger, didn't say much, walked in that direction, and immediately joined them and started working hard.
With the arrival of He Jia.
Many more people came later.
Even He Jia's father, the pedantic old engineer, joined them.
There was a heavy rain and strong winds in the sky. The whistling sound was like a long-sleeping beast hidden deep in the throat of heaven and earth, suddenly waking up at that moment.
The sound was deep and powerful, like the rumbling thunder coming from deep underground, shaking the air around it.
Every word seems to carry a tremendous force, weighing heavily on the listener's heart, making the listener feel a palpitation involuntarily.
Everyone was working so enthusiastically that no one cared about the danger hanging over their heads.
Before daybreak, they finally cleared all the drainage ditches, ensuring that rain would not accumulate into pools during the rest of the day.
Guan Yan supported himself and walked out of the tiankeng first. Without waiting for the others to rest, he waved his weak arm and said, "Let's go, let's discuss how to solve the satellite blockade."
(End of this chapter)