While Xie Tianlang and the rescue team stayed by the shore to save people, the great beauty Gou Fugui had already walked a full circle along the city streets ravaged by the massive tsunami.
Before the great storm hit, Gou Fugui had more or less guessed from the conversation of those two university students that this apocalypse might be one of seawater or rain. But as someone born and raised inland, seeing the aftermath of a tsunami-swept city for the first time still sent a shiver of shock through him—
Most of the trees lining the roads were knocked askew, some severely even snapped in half, revealing huge, sharp wooden spikes.
Even houses built of concrete, brick, and tile were reduced to ruins by the giant waves. Among the debris and broken walls, one could still see various pieces of furniture and even some food.
The only slightly comforting sight was the absence of corpses or injured people within those collapsed buildings. Probably, as that firefighter had said, most residents in this coastal area had heeded the tsunami warning and evacuated to safe zones.
Thus, Gou Fugui walking alone on the street seemed somewhat out of place, and he couldn't find anyone to ask for directions to the safe zones. He looked at the seawater already above his ankles and for a moment thought, being human really wasn't as good as returning to the sea to be a rich and noble otter.
Fortunately, just as Gou Fugui's resolve wavered, the loudspeakers in various districts of Nanhai City sounded again, and he heard what he wanted to hear.
["Tsunami 'Queen' is approaching. Affected by the tsunami and offshore storms, Nanhai City will experience continuous heavy wind and rain in the coming days. All coastal residents, please prepare to evacuate to safe zones!
Repeating! All coastal residents, please prepare to evacuate to safe zones! Do not stubbornly remain at home! This tsunami and storm are historically the strongest; ordinary structures will struggle to withstand the tsunami's impact!
Each safe zone is equipped with sufficient food and drinking water and can receive and disseminate information promptly. Please proceed with peace of mind!"]
["The following are the locations of safe zones in Nanhai City."]
Gou Fugui stood still, listening carefully for a while, and heard the names of several safe zones. One named "Binhai Road Stadium" caught his attention because the road he was currently on was Binhai Road, and the stadium on this road...
Gou Fugui looked forward, back, left, and right, finally settling on a tall, solid-looking, rectangular building to his right front.
His intuition told him that should be the Binhai Road Stadium.
By the time Gou Fugui made his way through the wind and rain, wading through the water, he also saw the three large characters for "Stadium" at the entrance.
Here, Gou Fugui finally saw other living people from this city. Basically, everyone heading towards the stadium was carrying large and small bags, as if they had brought all their household belongings. In comparison, Gou Fugui's small black backpack—which wasn't even his own—seemed rather... well, rather carefree.
But the beautiful Gou Fugui indicated this was no big deal.
Even the clothes on his body and the slippers on his feet were picked up from the sea and the road. Having a backpack, he definitely considered himself slightly better off than that wolf-man quartet.
Moreover, Gou Fugui opened the small backpack he had picked up. Inside, besides the two unfinished large crabs and a set of delicate comb and mirror, there was also a wallet. The wallet had no money but did contain a bank card and an ID card.
When Gou Fugui picked up that ID card, he was quite surprised to find the face and name on it gradually changing from a stranger's to his own.
This was probably a small perk given by the "World Consciousness" to them, these apocalypse saviors. To stay in this world, one needed a legal identity.
"Pity the bank card didn't become mine," the beautiful Gou Fugui muttered quietly.
However, the World Consciousness paid no further attention to this human's pushing his luck, much to Gou Fugui's regret.
"Young lady over there! Stop spacing out! The wind and rain are so heavy, hurry inside the stadium!"
While rummaging through his bag, Gou Fugui heard someone call out to him from ahead, but the words "young lady" made him doubt if the call was meant for him. Unfortunately, looking around, he didn't see anyone else coming from this direction, so he could only sigh and walk forward.
His lush, long hair always caused misunderstandings.
But he wouldn't cut it—absolutely not—not even if he could sell it for money!
After all, these days, a young man of twenty-six with a head of thick, jet-black, beautiful hair felt he could show off a bit on social media. He just liked being a unique minority.
Though, having his hair down was a bit troublesome; he'd have to tie it up later.
When Gou Fugui reached the stadium entrance, the enthusiastic young man who had called out to him, upon seeing him, visibly stiffened, his smile freezing.
Although Gou Fugui had a beautiful face, his features and aura absolutely prevented anyone from mistaking him for a woman. It was a face of refined elegance and charm—upturned corners of the eyes and brows, a high, straight nose bridge, and perfectly shaped thin lips. If he tied his long hair up high and smiled, he'd be the handsome nobleman from ancient tales.
Precisely because of this, the enthusiastic young man, who initially thought he was a lone young woman, was quite dismayed. What he thought was a fleeting glimpse of a romantic first encounter with a lover in the rain curtain turned out not to be a lover, but a standard pretty boy.
With that face, that height and aura, and that excessively gorgeous, straight black hair!
He was the sworn enemy of all male comrades!!
The expression on the young worker's face at the stadium entrance visibly shifted from stiff to serious: "Comrade, hello. You need to register your identity before entering the stadium. Please show your citizen ID card."
Seeing his rapid change in expression, Gou Fugui twitched the corner of his mouth, then offered a strained, insincere smile as he pulled out his ID card.
Can't handle the shock already? If we run into each other in the restroom later and I pull out something bigger than yours, kid, won't you just faint?
Really, still too young, mental resilience not up to par.
Gou Fugui swiped his ID card, obtained permission to enter the stadium for shelter, and received the number tag for his own single-person tent.
The interior of the stadium had clearly been cleaned and organized in advance. Large sports equipment had been stored away in warehouses or moved to the sides. In the center of the stadium, rows of simple accommodation tents were neatly set up. Gou Fugui roughly counted about thirty rows, with forty tents in each row.
The stadium had three levels in total: upper, middle, and lower. Currently, the above-ground spaces of the middle and upper levels were in use. The remaining lower level, though sturdier and more storm-resistant, was more prone to dampness and water accumulation, likely to be utilized later when more people arrived.
Gou Fugui's single-person tent was in the middle of the second row, relatively close to the entrance.
When he saw that his single-person tent was positioned right at the wind tunnel of the entrance, he couldn't help but suspect that the young man with poor eyesight who had registered him was intentionally targeting him, the gorgeous beauty Gou Fugui.
After all, there were still spots available on the side of the third row in the back, yet he was specifically assigned the very center of the second row.
Gou Fugui let out a soft, annoyed click of his tongue. Sure enough, once he regained his true appearance, he would face targeting because of his beauty. Couldn't people appreciate his interesting and resilient soul a bit more?
But Gou Fugui didn't have the energy to make a fuss right now. His body was exhausted to the extreme, and he desperately needed rest.
Entering his assigned tent number 223, the first thing Gou Fugui saw wasn't the sleeping bag in the middle, but rather two bottles of mineral water, two boxes of instant noodles, and a pack of bread neatly placed in the corner of the tent.
He immediately ducked into the tent, devoured the pack of bread and one bottle of water, and only then did he feel his body recover a little. But he was still utterly exhausted, so he simply took off his clothes, set them aside, and crawled into the sleeping bag to get some sleep first.
He was too tired to even muster the energy for a shower, and besides, he had no clean clothes to change into anyway. He'd deal with it after waking up.
When Gou Fugui woke up after a fitful sleep, he felt uncomfortable all over. Now he really wanted to take a shower, change into dry, clean clothes, blow-dry his hair, and then figure out how to make some money to buy clothes and food.
Disgustedly, he pulled on those black pants and white top again, and with sleepy eyes and disheveled hair, he unzipped the tent and stepped out.
Just as he pulled the zipper open and poked his head out, he bumped right into an excessively hard chest.
Not gonna lie, the hardness and feel were somehow, inexplicably, a bit familiar.
At the same time, he heard another familiar voice: "Boss! That guy is definitely targeting you because you're tall and handsome! He deliberately put you right in the center of the second row! Your tent faces the main entrance wind tunnel! Want me to swap with you? My tent's more off to the side!"
Beauty Gou: "..." He suddenly didn't want to look up.
Unfortunately, he stayed still, but the "enemy" didn't move either. He then heard an even more familiar, somewhat punch-worthy low voice: "Swap what? 224 is fine. Besides, I run hot."
Gou Fugui: "..."
Oh, for god's sake, "run hot." What a familiar and punch-worthy phrase.
Gou Fugui stubbornly kept his head down.
As a result, the "runs hot" guy opposite him lowered his head, stared at his beautiful, long, straight black hair, and asked with what seemed like amusement in his voice: "This... young lady, my apologies, did I hurt you?"
Beauty Gou looked up, phoenix eyes rolling upward, his face expressionless as he stared at him.
The moment Xie Tianlang saw this face, he actually broke into an utterly unconcealed smile.
"So it's a brother."
"Little brother, have we met somewhere before?"
Gou Fugui: "..."
Qin Feng, Lu Hu: "..."
Song Sanchuan: "..."
Captain Xie, oh my god! What era is this? How do you still have such a cheesy pickup line like that?!?!?!
