Echoes of the Sea

Meanwhile.

In the meteorological bureau's wind energy disaster monitoring.

They didn't receive such precise information, but they were indeed able to monitor that Ewiniar's wind force was being reduced.

At this moment.

Even Jiang Xiuyuan was a little shocked:

"Could it be that the emergency system of Shelter 43 really worked?"

Old Mr. Qi Ming looked at the volatility imbalance in the storm evolution model on the main control panel.

He couldn't refute it.

"That's right."

The expert academician, who had been deeply involved in Deep Sea Ruins and life science for sixty years, nodded calmly:

"We respect the facts, and science must also respect the facts."

At this moment.

The reporter, who was hiding in a tin house because the storm arrived too quickly but still insisted on broadcasting live, said excitedly:

"'Storms' have been recorded in history as a type of disastrous weather on Earth.

But it wasn't until the early nineteenth century that the residents of the Caribbean islands actually named hurricanes.

It was on July 26, 1825, that the hurricane 'Santa Ana' was etched into history's first page.

And now, in the late summer of the fifth year of the Origin Era.

At the unmanned island shelter of Lighthouse 43 on the coast, mankind has once again overcome a previously unimaginable disaster."

He had tears in his eyes in the picture.

Of course.

It may also be because the storm was still fierce, making it difficult to tell whether it was tears or rain.

But this kind of excited emotion could not possibly be fake.

Because of this.

After the audience heard the news.

All doubts, trolling, and denials disappeared.

All that remained was the sense of pride belonging to civilization.

Su Wen knew very well that this generation of young people, including him, did not lack material things.

But correspondingly.

Their spiritual lives were deficient, lacking the hope to strive for.

In a bland life, looking at a future that can be seen at a glance, they gradually shouted 'lying flat' and 'goofing off', no longer speaking out.

But no matter what.

Whether it was the lack of everything before the century or today after the century, they always had a fire burning deep in their hearts.

That was the fire of civilization passed down from ignorance for hundreds and thousands of years in Huaxia Civilization.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope.

That fire would probably pass through the haze and light up the night.

This night.

The TV station's ratings rose sharply.

It was as if the Star Orbit Project had succeeded three years ago, and mankind had first landed on Mars, planting a flag belonging to all mankind in the sand.

Civilization stood tall in the 'storm' once again!

Su Wen was very glad that he finally didn't choose to stop after simply completing the shelter.

He also truly understood.

What the 'Time Travel' game described as 'will seriously determine the future direction'.

Actually represented.

Just like three thousand years later, the lost spaceship sailed into the distance because the home star was forced to be abandoned due to the Life Forbidden Zone.

The 'Transcendence Act' that determined the actions of Transcendent, influenced human civilization to fall apart.

And now.

Using the power of science to fight against previously insurmountable disasters.

The cohesion of civilization was also gathered because of this.

"Miss Jiang, in addition to being moved, I think we can bring out the dishes that are being kept warm, right?"

He said gently.

"If you don't eat now, I'm afraid the aftereffects of 'Ewiniar' will blow over and the food will be cold."

The beautiful ice mountain girl smiled faintly at his teasing words:

"I knew you were hungry. Don't forget to get your own porridge."

"I certainly won't forget. According to the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences, people are generally smarter when they feel hungry."

He replied humorously.

Of course.

He also concealed some conclusions from that piece of literature:

People can only have a better appetite when they are calm.

Before long.

He began to savor the ice mountain beauty's superb cooking skills with relish.

While watching the live interview segment.

A TV reporter was asking questions remotely through a digitally controlled screen:

"Mr. Jiang Xiuyuan, as a renowned ocean and disaster early warning research scholar, can you explain the principle behind the dissipation of the hurricane?"

Professor Jiang pondered for a moment.

Then gave a very objective answer:

"According to the central control console's monitoring, Hurricane 'Ewiniar' suffered from an internal explosion that led to field energy imbalance, but the research group has not yet reached a conclusion on how the trigger mechanism works.

Here, I must say that the designer of Shelter 43 is a genius."

Su Wen watched the interview on TV.

He couldn't help but smile at the beautiful girl beside him and say:

"Professor Jiang has good eyes, I also think that the designer who built Shelter 43 is indeed a genius."

Jiang Menghan rolled her beautiful eyes at him.

Then said in a clear and melodious voice:

"Idiot."

A night passed.

The impact of Hurricane 'Ewiniar' had not been completely eliminated.

But at least it could no longer be called a disaster.

There were still several days of heavy rain to come.

For the residents of the coastal cities of Jiangnan, it was probably already commonplace.

Su Wen woke up.

A prompt appeared on his computer, marked with azure blue text:

['Time Travel' character card attributes increased]

[Due to facing Tier 5 storm disaster directly] - [Character gained talent: 'Low-Level Fear Immunity']

[Due to the safe return of the Voyager, the ancient virus 'Ilofenchi-Type 3' is well preserved and Hurricane Ewiniar did not cause massive damage.]

[Timeline Correction:

1. Probability of information pollution event reduced by 50%.

2. 'Sleeping in the Deep Sea', the revival time node of the Deep Sea Ruins is postponed (6 months)

3. There is a possibility of saving the Song of Death event, currently the possibility of saving is: 5%]

[As the storm gradually subsides]

[The 'Coastal Dismantler' game has officially ended]

The countdown that had stopped before Su Wen's eyes returned to its original numbers.

He stretched.

Finally, he didn't have to worry about his old house being destroyed when the hurricane hit.

For Su Wen, this was the last stubbornness of a poor person.

Downstairs, the aroma of fried eggs had already permeated the surroundings.

Jiang Menghan was preparing breakfast.

Because yesterday was the critical point of the hurricane and the rain was too heavy, she didn't go home, but spent the night at Su Wen's house.

The next second.

The computer screen in front of him turned into a field of azure blue stars.

In the stars.

The sea-blue mother star belonging to humanity focused on a scene where a gigantic white cyclone was gradually dissipating.

The perspective lowered.

A tranquil and beautiful beach at dawn.

Waves from the distant horizon surged onto the shore in layers, splashing up white, crystalline droplets, gently caressing the soft sand, and then reluctantly receding, etching silvery edges into the beach.

A child gathering seafood walked on the white sandy beach.

She picked up an empty conch shell from the receding tide in the sand.

She happily raised the shell.

Through the sunlight.

The crystal-clear luster quietly haloed the edge of the conch.

"Mommy, look at this conch shell, isn't it pretty?"

Xiao Yi said to her mother as if she had found a treasure.

Her mother gently bent down and said to her tenderly:

"Xiao Yi, if you put the conch shell to your ear, you can hear the sound of the sea."

"Really?"

The little girl gently put the conch shell to her ear.

Then.

She happily said:

"Mommy, the sound of the sea isn't as scary as it was a week ago. Instead, it sounds very nice."

"Yes."

The mother looked at the distant azure sea and said gently, "It is because we no longer need to be afraid that the echo from the sea is so beautiful."