Ruan Tingyi ran to Tianmiao’s side: "Sister Tianmiao, what are you looking at?" Just as she finished speaking, a gust of wind blew, sending Ruan Tingyi’s hair flying wildly, covering her face.
"Why is the wind so strong?" Ruan Tingyi tidied her hair and said in confusion.
"Typhoon." Tianmiao squinted slightly.
"Huh?" Ruan Tingyi blinked, "What?"
At the same time.
"Typhoon? About to make landfall? Don’t joke around. We checked the weather forecast before we came, confirmed it was okay, and then came to this island." The director widened his eyes, looking at his panicked assistant incredulously.
"I’m really not joking." The assistant’s face was full of fear, "Director, quick, think of a way to deal with this. Saying these things is useless now. The typhoon is really coming." The assistant took out a phone and showed the director emergency messages from the local meteorological bureau and government. It advised them to find a safe place to hide, and they would try to rescue them as soon as possible.
"It’s going to land in two hours." The assistant was anxious. Even if they returned to the village now, it would be too late; it would take at least half a day to cross the island.
This is too bizarre!
The director stood on the beach looking into the distance, indeed seeing a mass of black clouds far off. There was no time to return to the mainland now. The only way was to find a safe shelter on the island.
Those villages must have shelters, even if old, they could still be used. The problem is it’s too late now.
It’s really like seeing a ghost! How could such an unbelievable thing happen? Before they set off, they repeatedly confirmed the weather was good, with clear skies forecast for the coming days, only then did they land on this small island. How did the typhoon suddenly appear, and it’s about to make landfall?
"First notify everyone the typhoon is about to land. Everyone should come up with ideas, we can’t return to the village over there. Look for any place nearby that can block the wind." The director was also anxious, if anything happened to these people, he couldn’t afford it even if he died ten thousand times.
Upon hearing the typhoon was about to land, and it wasn’t small, chaos erupted.
"Don’t panic, everyone quickly think of ways, find a shelter first. There are still two hours..." The director shouted through a megaphone to everyone.
"It’s too late!" Kong Shubai yelled at the rapidly approaching black clouds.
"Damn it! What happened to the two hours they said?" The director’s voice cursing was drowned out by the wind, "Everyone quickly find big trees, hold onto them, where are the ropes, hold hands, don’t scatter..." But his heart kept sinking. This typhoon struck unexpectedly, with such terrifying destructive force, could they all survive safely?
Gao Yuxin stared dumbfounded at the scene before her, as if it were the end of the world, the strong wind whipping everything into the sky, swirling them towards the distance. This was too unusual, it didn’t make any sense. It was as if this was a man-made typhoon.
"What are you spacing out for? Let’s go." Kong Shubai, seeing Gao Yuxin stunned, assumed she was scared, grabbed her hand and moved with difficulty towards the nearest big tree. Gao Yuxin looked at the hand Kong Shubai was holding hers with, and for some reason, her dark heart began to lighten. She thought, if she died this time, it seemed there would be no resentment or unwillingness. Why was that?
Some timid female staff had already started crying, but their cries were immediately swallowed by the storm.
"What’s going on? Is someone casting a spell?" Ruan Tingyi was shocked, "If Uncle Mu were here, he’d know what’s going on. Sister Tianmiao, hurry, let’s hide."
While everyone was fleeing, there was only one person who didn’t move, the one who didn’t move was Tianmiao.
She stood firm in the hurricane, but instead slowly walked towards a farther section of the beach.