This world is terrible

Chapter 11 "Seasonal Storms"

"Don't you drink?"

Intentionally or not, the middle-aged man took another step forward.

Gao Yi tentatively asked, "Then which cup do you think I should drink?"

His subtext is, do I still have a chance?
"Red beans."

The middle-aged man actually gave some advice: "You, Uncle Tan, I'm going to be five soon, I'm not used to drinking too sweet."

Uncle Tan?

Gao Yi was taken aback.

Who do you send it to?
No matter which world he was in, there seemed to be no one named Uncle Tan among his relationships.

Is it someone the original owner knew in the past?
"Ugh."

Uncle Tan looked at Gao Yi with a strange face that didn't seem to be fake, and sighed deeply: "I know you don't want to talk to me, but Ah Yi, listen to Uncle's advice, stop investigating typhoons, study hard and try to get into a good university, Find a good job and start a family, this is your life goal..."

Gao Yi's mind was startled.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder he has the same configuration as the original body, so he can detect the tricks, but he can't.

Because of the typhoon, his identity was sensitive and he had at least a few more unknown relationships.

And the current Uncle Tan, he not only participated in the search and rescue operation after the typhoon, but also seemed to know a lot of important information.

Not to check the water meter, but to send information!

Gao Yi had a sullen face, expressionless: "What investigation, I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Gao Yi, we can monitor your browsing history." Uncle Tan shrugged as expected.

"Your search, from the detailed landing records of the "Blue Whale", to the possibility of street lights and rabies, to cuteness..."

"Are you spying on me?" Gao Yi widened his eyes.

"It's not surveillance, it's protection."

Uncle Tan shook another cup of unopened pearl milk tea, but still had no intention of drinking it: "We are obliged to follow up on the family members of the victims of the typhoon to confirm various guarantees and necessary psychological care."

"Of course, the most important thing is that I want to see how you are doing now, so I pulled out the latest data."

He looked complicated: "It's just that I didn't expect that you are still investigating."

Gao Yi chuckled and opened the door: "It's cold outside, come in and have a seat."

"It's just right, actually, I also have a question I want to ask Uncle Tan."

In the living room, the two sat opposite each other with two cups of swaying milk tea.

"Five years ago, typhoon 'Blue Whale' landed from Shabin City on August 8, and instantly spread to the surrounding area, forming heavy rainfall and storms across the province."

Gao Yi recalled the main points of information found in the original owner's records and the Internet, and added slightly: "The communication facilities were damaged, the satellite cloud image was blocked, and Shabin City, which was the hardest hit area, was blocked by rocks. .”

"Suddenly, Shabin City became an isolated island in the sea."

"Three days later, when the rescuers broke through the barriers and entered the city, they were instantly taken aback. Because the city was not suffering from a typhoon, but more like an earthquake, and the buildings were almost completely destroyed..."

"Uncle Tan, since you know how I feel, you should know if you don't understand, I won't give up."

Gao Yi sat up straight: "You can tell me why?"

Uncle Tan was silent.

"I have to know, and I always will. Likewise, there will be a day when you will have to make it public."

Gao Yi seemed to be referring: "There have been no storms making landfall in summer for the past few years, so what about next year? What about the year after?"

"Aren't disaster warning and security facilities just your means? You must let the people know what they are hiding for."

There was a long silence in the living room.

Uncle Tan finally sighed deeply: "You have grown up and started to have your own views on this world.

"Thinking back five years ago, when I came to my hometown to see you for the first time, the city was damaged at that time. I said it was a war between the supermen of the universe, and you actually believed it."

A wisp of milk tea overflowed from the corner of Gao Yi's mouth.

There is no need to mention this kind of black history!
"Okay. I can tell you something you want to know, but there is one big premise first. That is, stop all your investigations.

Uncle Tan's tone was decisive, without any room for turning around: "This is not something you can participate in."

Gao Yi nodded in agreement.

indeed.

Wait until the [Mountains Call] is produced, and then I will kill you all.

Uncle Tan began to narrate in detail from beginning to end.

The content is roughly the same as Gao Yi expected.

In short, there is an organization with a long name, referred to as the Executive Board, which is responsible for special events in various places.

And Uncle Tan is one of them.

Gao Yi raised his hand and interjected, "So how do you deal with it?"

Uncle Tan's style is indeed enough, but in terms of hard power, can he really touch those anti-human things?
Uncle Tan put on his sunglasses: "You can't say it. Everyone's ability is the guarantee for surviving the critical moment. How can you just say it casually."

"Could it be a super power?!" Gao Yi guessed.

"Almost, but it still needs some special media." Uncle Tan reluctantly nodded.

A special medium, is it a drop?

Relying on the settings he had seen in the novel, Gao Yi had already guessed almost exactly.

"By the way, I've read a novel before, and there seems to be a special organization's ability leader there, and I found the protagonist because of the keyword search."

After hearing this, Uncle Tan smiled kindly.

This young man really has some potential to join the organization.Knowing the true face of the world, he didn't even take a breath, and even mentioned novels to him, his receptivity is very strong.

So he followed the conversation: "Oh? What is the ability of this head of the office? I guess it must be very strong and stylish."

"of course."

"'White turbid liquid の tyrant'."

"The ability is at the SS+ level - controlled by Wangzai Milk."

Gao Yi's proficient skills began to work: "I see that you have been holding milk tea, but you don't drink it. It must be a similar ability, right? When your ability is activated, could it be to shout out pure white—jet..."

"... Uncle Tan?"

Uncle Tan put down the medicine bottle tremblingly.

Thank you for the invitation, I almost collapsed when I reached middle age.

Back to the topic, the two talked about the typhoon again.

"In the end, it was the fog."

Gao Yi stopped taking notes: "What did you say?"

"Fog."

Uncle Tan took off his sunglasses and sat on the back of the sofa: "The time for the rainstorm to end is actually much earlier than you think."

"However, the thick clouds captured by satellite cloud images still did not dissipate. At the same time, heavy fog came."

"All the electronic equipment failed for no reason before entering the range of Shabin City, so we took so long to clear the obstacles."

Gao Yi didn't understand why he watched Uncle Tan get up.

Uncle Tan took out a cigarette: "Later, as you said, when the rescue team arrived, Shabin City almost became a dead city. The memories of the survivors who were rescued from the basement also appeared like a thick fog. , and disappeared for no reason.”

"The missing people seem to have disappeared, the survivors were sent to live in other cities, and Shabin City began to rebuild. But we found nothing."

"So far, the incident has been sealed and archived, named "seasonal storm". "

"We will take precautions as the main policy and cooperate with officials to deal with typhoons that may recur in the future."

Gao Yi was thoughtful: "So, you don't know what caused it?"

"At least not now."

Uncle Tan looked at the night: "But in fact, it may not be soon."

"Recently, a tape was lost in the East China Sea and was bought by a collector with special hobbies."

"The superior wants me to negotiate."

At the entrance of the dark corridor, Gao Yi stared at the smoky wick at the corner of Uncle Tan's mouth.

"This is the only surviving recorder of that incident."

(End of this chapter)