Perhaps leaving the factory had been a mistake.
When Ji Jue had tried to escape the crying and left the factory, he discovered that amid the roar of the torrential rain, apart from weeping and wailing, no other sounds could be heard.
Surging muddy water howled through the Slums, carrying an immense amount of debris as it poured into the newly carved riverbed, rolling onward without end.
Tables and chairs, door panels, bricks and tiles, grass and trees, even corpses...
In the shrieking gale, things were constantly hurled up from the savage curtain of rain before crashing down onto Little Cow and Horse's windows. Everything in sight had already been swallowed by the flood.
There was only darkness. No lights could be seen, only scattered flashlight beams flickering dimly, unable to illuminate even a few meters ahead. All that met the eye was a blurred world distorted by rainwater.
The sprawling shantytown that had once stood beyond the city had become a vast ocean.
What was more, who knew how many houses had been built directly atop the old riverbed?!
After the dam collapsed, the flood rampaged along the former riverbed. Countless crude houses without even proper foundations were uprooted in an instant and swept away by the current.
Once again, winding gullies had been gouged out, while muddy sludge raged and spread through the storm...
And by the time he finally arrived at the place Elder Longge had mentioned, everything was already too late.
Though it stood on high ground along the riverbank, the rising floodwaters had already begun pouring into the dilapidated Factory building.
In the dimness, only firelight spread. Thick smoke and flames had swallowed the entire illicit-drug factory.
Corpses lay everywhere...
All of them dead, mutilated beyond recognition.
It was as though a brutal storm had