At the same moment when Hobbes was destroyed, the other side of the earth.

Duan Xu waited in line for an hour, and finally it was his turn. He walked into the temporary communication station.

The temporary communication station is provided by an emergency communication vehicle.

A tent was set up in front of the car, which contained a set of tables and chairs and a manual dial telephone.

The middle of the tent was separated by a layer of transparent plastic, and the operator sat on the opposite side.

There is a warm reminder on the table: the call duration is 60 seconds, please do not describe what you saw, so as not to frighten your family.

Duan Xu dialed his father's phone and heard anxious shouts on the other end of the phone.

"Son, how are you? I can't get through the phone. What's going on? We're so worried."

"I'm fine. There's no signal on my mobile phone. I'm using a government phone now. I'm fine. Don't worry."

"They said there was an earthquake in Shambhala, are you okay?"

"There is no earthquake here, it's not an earthquake..."

Before Duan Xu finished speaking, he heard a sizzling sound of electricity, indicating that the temporary communication was unstable.

The operator on the opposite side was busy processing signals.

Let's make a long story short, while the signal is restored.

"The signal is not good. I'm fine. I'll be home soon. Don't worry. Goodbye."

After the phone call with his parents, Duan Xu asked to call another person to report his safety to his relatives far away. Because his old classmate, Hu Xiaofeng, flashed in his mind.

He was responsible for information security at a world-renowned IT company and should know a lot of undisclosed information.

The staff thought twice and agreed to let him take another shot.

"Hey, madman, I'm Duan Xu, I'm in Shambhala, I'm fine, my phone has no signal."

Before the other party could speak, Duan Xu announced his home address first.

Obviously, Hu Xiaofeng was also frightened.

"So it's you. I heard there was an earthquake. Are you okay?"

"Shambhala... there is no... big disaster, no... meteor shower. Isn't it just... an earthquake? It's not a big problem."

Duan Xu stammered, but he kept his mind in mind. When he said "no", "no" and "big problem", he covered the microphone with his left hand.

"What, are you telling the truth? Are you okay?"

"I'm right here, seeing it with my own eyes. But I'm fine, don't worry."

The two said take care and then hung up the phone.

The operator on the opposite side looked at Duan Xu fiercely.

Duan Xu stood up, looked back at the operator, smiled and left.

People at the back of the queue have already squeezed in.

…

After quitting his job and returning to his hometown, Hu Xiaofeng's plan progressed smoothly.

He is always paying attention to major news events at home and abroad. Recently, everything has been so calm, and the world is still singing and dancing.

Sometimes I also suspect that maybe I am wrong. The rumors on the Internet are true and false. Most of the time, they are just for the entertainment of others.

This morning, the news reported an earthquake in Shambhala. There was no live footage. The anchor took less than ten seconds. If you were not careful, you would have missed this big news.

Hu Xiaofeng turned on his computer and saw domestic news. Except for the latest advertising content popping up crazily, there was no new content.

No one has spoken on social networks, Moments, and various blogging platforms in the past two days, and the whole world seems to have been disconnected.

He tried posting to Moments, and if he could see it, he could really see it. If he asked his friends again, don’t be ridiculous.

Or there was an earthquake and all the routers were damaged.

Including the network outside was completely disconnected. Such a strong earthquake should have been recorded by the National Seismological Observatory.

I checked all the contents of the seismic network and still can't find it. I guess they haven't had time to update it because the network was damaged after all.

Hu Xiaofeng called Duan Xu's number, hoping to get news about some classmates. He called five times in total. Each time, he was told that he was not in the service area.

He had a premonition that something was not going well. Duan Xu's home was very close to Shambhala. If it hadn't been for his persuasion, Duan Xu might not have returned to his hometown, and what happened today wouldn't have happened...

The more Hu Xiaofeng thought about it, the sadder he became.

At this moment, I received a strange phone call without even seeing the area code.

It was actually Duan Xu calling.

Duan Xu said something strange during the phone call and then hung up.

"Shambhala...catastrophe,...meteorite rain...is it an earthquake, isn't it..."

Hu Xiaofeng thought of the story about the two of them drinking together and then cheating on his girlfriend together, and he understood.

If it is a meteor shower, all previous efforts will be in vain and all cities will be destroyed.

The current technological power of mankind is unable to intercept meteorites, let alone meteorite rain.

Thinking of this, Hu Xiaofeng suddenly understood. Human beings are powerless against a disaster of this level. Wouldn't it be great to live the rest of the day well?

Lying down after being helpless is a higher wisdom, a kind of open-mindedness and fearless open-mindedness.

This also allows the country of Aolai to still live in peace and prosperity in the face of various disasters.

In the village, people are still busy as usual, nothing different.

…

The country of curry, Chandigarh, should not be called Chandigarh now because it is just a piece of rubble.

People from the surrounding areas came one after another and gathered on the road leading to Chandigarh.

They all headed to that ruins, that was their goal. They had to go there and do something.

People walked firmly, looked serious, looked intently, and held important things in their hands.

This is a nation with faith that will never compromise in the face of any difficulties.

Even if they compromise, what they have in hand will never be compromised.

The nearly 10,000 victims in the ruins are a huge wound for this nation. For the victims, move forward.

The crowd overcame all difficulties, arrived at the center of the ruins, and set up their formation.

Circle after circle, people formed concentric circles, and a few people in the middle held candles in their hands and began to sing.

The priest is taking the lead in singing, praying for the victims, praying that they will ascend to a higher level in the next reincarnation.

The scene was solemn and highly contagious, and every soul was baptized.

This is the best etiquette a victim can receive.

Not far away, thick smoke rose, and grease mixed with other liquids, making a sizzling sound in the fire.

The smell was disgusting, with black smoke drifting around.

Crowds are still gathering in.

…

Lighthouse Country.

Highway 180, heading from Hobbs to Seminole, the traffic jam gradually dispersed.

On the outskirts of Seminole, countless tents were set up overnight. The open space was filled with cars, including many RVs.

Of course they were not here for vacation, but an emergency evacuation from Hobbs.

Adult men spontaneously organized security patrol teams armed with various weapons.

Today, there have been 21 criminal cases of public security against refugees. Seven people were killed in shootings.

In downtown Seminole, there are no pedestrians on the streets. Occasionally, one appears, fully armed and in a hurry.

The glass windows and doors of the store have been boarded up.

Only gun stores are still open, and the shelves are empty except for items that require a professional gun license to purchase.

Videos of battles between humans and aliens have spread on the Internet, and panic and defeatism have begun to spread.

The announcement issued by the government stated that the federal army defeated the invasion of alien civilization, but unfortunately suffered a natural disaster and the government was capable of protecting the personal safety of citizens. There were no casualties in this incident.

The White House was right in saying that there were no casualties in the Hobbesian War even though the city was in ruins, but they didn't mention the shootings in the refugee camps.

The social account of the talker of extraterrestrial civilization has become popular.

He posted images of the ruins of the city after the first wave of attacks. His comments received increasing attention and he said this was just the beginning.


Chapter completed!