The sudden widespread loss of internet and power.
Had left many places in Blue Island City unreachable.
This brought unprecedented challenges to Xu Hang and the others' rescue efforts.
Meanwhile, news of Blue Island being struck by a tsunami had already spread across the internet.
Countless netizens kept refreshing their phones, hoping for the latest news from Blue Island.
At this moment, all of Huaxia Nation's attention had focused on the emerging coastal city of Blue Island.
No one knew who had first posted beneath Blue Island's official social media account:
"Blue Island, hold on. We are with you."
The slogan instantly set the entire internet ablaze.
In barely a dozen minutes, there were already more than a million comments beneath it.
Yet Blue Island City, at the center of the storm, had never been more united.
People spontaneously formed rescue teams.
Elderly people bedridden and unable to move were carried onto rooftops by their neighbors, while toddlers still learning to walk were lifted above their parents' heads.
In this way, they prayed that those closest to them would survive.
In Blue Island, people did their best to seek out tall buildings, hoping to escape this sudden tsunami.
On the highway to Shangjing, Father Ye was driving.
Ye Hui, who had originally been behind the wheel, was now sitting in the passenger seat, dialing the phone over and over again.
"Pick up. You have to pick up."
As she dialed, she kept muttering under her breath.
At the same time, tears streamed from her eyes as though they cost nothing.
Father Ye and Mother Ye were both worried about their daughter, but at a time like this, they both chose to remain silent.
"Grandma, why is Mommy crying?"
Niuniu was nestled in Mother Ye's arms.
The little