The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Before they knew it, it was daybreak, and Xia Meng asked her cadres to organize people to start cooking.

A large number of tents have been set up on the open space next to the ruins, and many people are still carrying out rescue work spontaneously.

After working for most of the night, many people buried in the rubble were rescued.

Xia Meng's hands were shaking from exhaustion, and she was unable to continue the rescue...

Fortunately, due to timely rescue, most people in the ruins were rescued. The only thing left was to search for those who survived but were buried under the ruins and were waiting for rescue.

Under the hazy and vast sky, the tall buildings that once towered into the sky are gone, the bustling traffic is gone, the beautiful and clean parks are gone, and the high-end and luxurious shopping malls are gone...

Without the obstruction of tall buildings around, even the sky seems to be more vast, and under such a vast sky, people are as small as ants.

All you can see is a pile of ruins and huge gullies that are as dense and criss-crossed as a spider web.

They are like unhealable scars, winding across the earth, reminding everyone what happened last night.

If it weren't for the new building materials, at least 70% of these survivors would have died in the earthquake.

But thanks to new building materials, many people survived.

In order to cope with the major earthquake, Xia Meng made a lot of preparations in advance.

Food, water, tents, and solar heaters are the basics.

Xia Meng often called many cadres to meetings and asked them to prepare emergency plans for major earthquakes in advance and hand them over to her after they were written.

Xia Meng also recruited volunteers to cook for the rescue workers and disaster-stricken people.

Most of the machines and other production equipment were intact because they were moved to a safe area in advance. Although some damage was caused due to the severe earthquake, this was unavoidable. It was much better than Xia Meng's first life.

After the rescue workers passed through the area and confirmed that there were no survivors, engineers began to enter the site to clean up the rubble.

The large centipede-like cracks on the ground were gradually filled up by construction waste.

Xia Meng found some experts and professors and asked about the magnitude of the earthquake.

Experts and professors all agreed that the earthquake was far above magnitude nine.

Because even if it is a magnitude 9 earthquake, the scope is limited, but they just made a satellite call with their colleagues and learned that this major earthquake covered most parts of the country.

At present, the disaster situation in various places is indeed very serious. Fortunately, the country has taken precautions in advance and made a lot of preparations and plans in advance. Therefore, as soon as the earthquake occurred, the country immediately sent troops to carry out rescue.

Overall, social order has not collapsed.

Although the earthquake caused great casualties and economic damage, it is at least far from the end of the world where it is either you die or I die, and only the fittest survive.

"Governor," Ruan Feng handed Xia Meng a thermos cup.

"Drink some water!"

The thermos belonged to Xia Meng. Ruan Feng used it to fill a cup of warm water for Xia Meng.

Xia Meng's voice was a little hoarse because she had been talking all the time. She smiled at Ruan Feng and said,

"Thank you!"

Ruan Feng felt distressed when he saw that Xia Meng's lips were dry.

Xia Meng drank the whole glass of water in one breath, and then asked Ruan Feng,

"Is your family all right?"

Ruan Feng nodded, his tone slightly relaxed.

"Yeah, everything is fine. My parents are currently digging through the ruins for the supplies my family prepared earlier."

Xia Meng nodded, and reminded him, "Aftershocks still happen from time to time, and no one can guarantee that there will not be a bigger earthquake in the future, so... you must be careful."

Ruan Feng nodded, "Don't worry."

"As for you," Ruan Feng looked at Xia Meng, "you haven't had any rest since early morning, you should go and have some rest."

Xia Meng did not refuse, she was indeed very tired.

Xia Meng took her water cup and, under the guidance of Ruan Feng, went to the tent assigned to her.

Xia Meng's tent was not big, after all, she was alone. Originally, Xia Meng could have been assigned a bigger tent, but Xia Meng declined. After all, she was alone and did not need such a big tent.

After entering his tent, Ruan Feng told Xia Meng to have a good rest and then left, as she still had a lot of work to do.

Xia Meng waited until Ruan Feng left before calling her friends.

Du Chanjuan, Luo Susu and others are all fine. Some of their family members were injured in the earthquake, but fortunately, it was nothing serious.

This was also thanks to Xia Meng's repeated reminders to them to prepare more survival supplies and tents, and to live in houses built with new building materials, preferably one-story houses, or even better, in a safe zone.

Xia Meng has always been respected by others, so those people would not take Xia Meng's words as aimless and would listen carefully, which is why they are all safe and sound now.

After Xia Meng called some familiar and good friends, she learned that they were all doing well and felt relieved.

Xia Meng lay on the simple folding bed and fell asleep in a short while.

When Xia Meng woke up, it was already noon.

Xia Meng picked up her cell phone and took a look. It was already one o'clock in the afternoon. She sat up, put on her clothes and walked out of the tent. She saw a line in front of a free canteen not far away.

The disaster-stricken people are queuing up to get their meals, holding the lunch boxes that were distributed to them.

Xia Meng felt very hungry, so she went to a volunteer to ask for a lunch box to get her food.

Perhaps because the weather was too cold, each person had a large bowl of bone soup and two meat buns.

Just as Xia Meng was queuing, she suddenly heard a quarrel coming from the front.

"How can two buns be enough? Look at how tall he is. Two buns are not enough to fill his stomach. The weather is so cold. Give him two more buns."

This was the voice of a middle-aged woman, her tone was full of arrogance and she asked for it as if it was a matter of course.

Many people were attracted by the woman's voice and looked towards her.

The woman was about forty years old. She was standing in front of the volunteer and shouting at him to give her two more buns.

The volunteer was a girl in her twenties, who patiently explained to the woman,

"Auntie, we have a rule that each person can only have two buns. I don't have the right to give you two more."

The woman was not willing to give in. "Don't give me that official rhetoric. What do you mean you have no rights? It's just two buns. My husband is hungry. What's wrong with asking you for two more buns?"

"Auntie, I'm really sorry. If I give it to you, others will ask me to give two more buns. Should I give it to you or not?"

"Auntie, please understand our work."

"I don't care about others, but you have to give us two more buns," faced with the woman's unreasonable request, the volunteer girl was helpless but she couldn't get angry. After all, so many people were watching, and some people had already raised their mobile phones and started recording.