Chapter 128

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It's chaos in the village as natural and man-made disasters combine to devastating effect. Fang Qing is in the middle of it all and proves himself to be the selfless hero of the moment . . . but at what cost?

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Translator: shl

Editor/ Proofreader: Anks

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Fang Qing was halfway up the mountain when he heard the sound of an explosion. He lifted his rain-slicked face and looked further up the mountainside, where the flames were reaching up to the heavens. He had no time to think about it carefully before a rapid series of explosions was heard, from far to near, and the entire mountainside went up in flames.

"Get down!" he hollered, and led his team to throw themselves to the ground.

The explosions went off continually, and they seemed to be occurring in several locations on the mountainside. At present, the rain was still pouring down in buckets, and it felt as if the entire world only consisted of booming noise, portending the imminent arrival of something catastrophic.

His face and mouth full of muddy water, Fang Qing stared at the flames of the explosions all over the mountainside. All of a sudden, his mind reached a realisation.

He recalled what An Yan had said before: because the geologists had predicted an immense landslide on the mountains around Pu Luo city, the entire county seat had been moved elsewhere.

He also recalled the reply of the geology expert they had specially consulted before arriving at this place: the geological condition of Pu Luo is extremely poor. Although that predicted large-scale mountain landslide has not occurred in 60 years, with each passing day, the possibility of it occurring goes up a notch . . .

"Not good!" Fang Qing leapt up from the ground and looked at the scattered houses down the mountain. He hollered, "Quickly, we have to rescue the residents and get them all out of here!"

He fished out the satellite phone from his pocket and speedily relayed his concerns and suspicions to the command centre, also suggesting that they make evacuation and withdrawal their immediate priority. After hanging up, he was the first one to set off running towards the houses!

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You know, at the same time, the two of us, so different, might find ourselves in totally different worlds.

You are sitting quietly under the bright lights, I am running wildly in the darkness and rain.

Beijing, the broadcasting studio of some famous television station.

Jin Xiaozhe, the film and television queen who has long been known for her dedication to her craft, was currently participating in the live broadcast of a variety show. Because the time had not been managed well, the airing of the live broadcast would very likely be delayed till the early morning.

At this time, the night was quiet and lonely, but the lights shone brightly. Jin Xiaozhe sat backstage, looking delicate and refined, yet with a distant manner. She was due to go on stage in ten minutes. Through the door were spectators and fans who were still eager and passionate despite the late hour.

However, it was clear to her manager and assistants that something was not quite right with Jin Xiaozhe's state of mind today. She sat where she was, looking as if her thoughts were elsewhere, despite it being the time to rehearse her lines. Her fingers kept turning over the jade prayer beads around her wrist while looking repeatedly at the clock on the wall.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" her manager asked in a low voice.

"No." Jin Xiaozhe once again looked down at her cell phone. She had not received any calls.

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