"Brother Ziran~~"
Fang Xin chased out of the big tent and stood in the curtain of rain, only to see a white fog ahead, with no trace of Qin Ziran.
She stomped her feet in desperation.
Qin Ziran just went to look for Hua Mi and left like that, why was it always Hua Mi? Whenever there was news of Hua Mi, Qin Ziran could leave her without hesitation.
Fang Xin was very unhappy.
Gloomily, she walked into her father Fang Huai's tent and peeled back the tent flap. Fang Huai was inside, counting supplies.
All the survivors were living near the rescue center.
As the City Clearance Team in Xiang City worked diligently, the collapsed city ruins were being slowly cleared.
What could be flattened was flattened, what could be filled was filled, and now the entirety of Xiang City had basically become a huge, barren depression.
But many people didn't know this, because many didn't wear protective goggles, and it was already quite good to roughly figure out what was a few meters ahead.
