Chapter 592 After the Disaster

When I traveled through the spirit world and arrived near Youle Street, I looked at the collapsed ruins in front of me and listened to the crying and wailing in my ears.

Although I had expected it, I still felt a little depressed when I saw this scene with my own eyes.

All the way through the ruins, he came to the door of the police headquarters, which was not damaged. Then he saw Peter, David, and several other night watchmen and policemen, all digging at the collapsed ruins on the ground with their hands, removing each one. Ordinary people trapped in the rubble were rescued.

Seeing Eros arriving, they just nodded to him, and then continued to clean up the ruins on the ground in silence.

Eros said nothing and silently joined the action of clearing the ruins and looking for survivors.

Strangely enough, since he joined, it seems that no ordinary people have died due to excessive injuries in the nearby area.

Most of them were minor injuries and scratches, with only a few serious injuries, and they were all serious injuries that were not life-threatening. This made all the night watchmen very puzzled.

I can only blame it all on the good luck of ordinary people.

In this way, the rescue operation continued until six o'clock the next morning.

"Conan! Come over and have breakfast first!" Peter on the other side shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Eros put down the bricks in his hand and walked towards Peter's location.

He has been busy here since he arrived yesterday afternoon, until now.

Not only did he not eat breakfast, he also didn't eat last night's dinner.

Of course, everyone here is just like him. They have been busy since yesterday afternoon.

But in order not to worry Estelle and the others, he found an opportunity to ask Erza to go back and tell Estelle what they were doing now so that they didn't have to worry.

After walking all the way through the ruins and coming to Peter's side, Peter stretched out his dirty hand and handed Eros a piece of rye bread.

"Chef Colo Petrilla from the police station was also involved in the rescue, so no breakfast was prepared."

"And the people at the church only prepared rye bread, so just make do with it."

"Everyone is eating!"

Seeing that Eros looked a little disgusted, he gestured to Eros. There were ordinary people around him who were chewing rye bread, and on the other side, ordinary people lined up in a long queue to receive rye bread.

Eros' tone was helpless: "I don't dislike rye bread, I dislike your hands. Can't you wash your hands first before you come to get the food?"

Peter was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said:

"Oh! The rye bread is so dark anyway, you can't even tell it's dirty."

"Besides, the water supply pipeline here was damaged in the earthquake. If you want water now, you have to go a long way to get it from the fracture in the pipeline."

At this time, Daisy on the other side shouted: "Conan, I went to get some water, do you want to wash your hands?"

Peter: "..."

Peter turned his head and said in a somewhat resentful tone: "Why didn't I see you asking me just now?"

Daisy lifted her blond hair by her ears and said calmly:

"I felt like you shouldn't mind, and it turns out you really don't mind."

Peter took a hard bite of the rye bread he had prepared for Eros, and said in a sour voice with a vague voice:

"We have been friends for so many years. Isn't Conan a little prettier than me, a little stronger than me, a little richer than me, a little better than me..."

At this point, Peter couldn't go on. On the contrary, Daisy looked very interested, as if she was waiting for Peter to continue talking.

Peter snorted and turned his face away.

At this time, David, who had just received a piece of rye bread from the priest, came over. Seeing Peter's appearance, he said in a confused tone:

"What’s wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he put the rye bread to his mouth and took a bite.

Peter's eyes subconsciously looked at David's white hands, and his tone was a little shocked:

"Where did you wash your hands?"

David didn't hear what Peter said to Daisy, and he replied nonchalantly:

"Daisy just went over there to get some buckets of water, just for washing hands."

Peter: "..."

He looked down at his dark hands, and then at the equally dark rye bread in his hands.

You can’t see it anyway, so whatever!

With this thought in mind, he continued to devour it.

On the other side, Eros, who had washed his hands, took the rye bread from Daisy and frowned slightly after taking just one bite.

"Is there sawdust mixed in with this?"

Daisy nodded slightly and explained in a soft voice:

"The sawdust of breadfruit trees and the trunks of these trees are also edible, but the taste is a bit dry."

Eros nodded and continued to chew the bitter and astringent bread in his mouth.

I'm afraid the church doesn't have much food, so it mixes rye bread with sawdust.

If you think about it carefully, this is normal. We have already distributed relief meals for almost half a month.

Now that there is an earthquake again, it is foreseeable that more people will need help.

If we don't save some money, it may be exhausted before the relief supplies from other cities arrive.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to eat it!"

Looking at Eros who was swallowing the food in front of her, Daisy said with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

Eros smiled and joked: "I can even eat the dishes I cook, let alone these."

Daisy chuckled and said curiously: "Conan can also cook?"

"No! So it tastes bad!" Eros spread his hands.

In his previous life, he only cooked the vegetables and then ate them, but he had never cooked at all in this life.

This rye bread tastes bad. Could it be worse than the food he cooked in his previous life?

He can eat his own food, let alone these rye breads.

After hearing Eros directly admit that his cooking was unpalatable, Daisy was stunned for a moment, then covered her mouth and chuckled.

Through Eros' deliberate teasing, the depression in Daisy's heart dissipated a lot.

Eros didn't care. He swallowed the rye bread in a few mouthfuls and drank another glass of water handed over by Daisy.

After eating and drinking, they joined the rescue operation again.

Until ten o'clock in the morning, after more than ten hours of busy work, with the help of their group of warlocks who were far better than ordinary people, all the survivors in the nearby blocks were rescued.

Except for some people who were hit on the head and died on the spot, the casualties of the rest of the people were not large, and could even be said to be pitiful.

As for other neighborhoods, the situation there is similar to here, and survivors have been rescued.

In the entire West District, there is a night watchman team every few blocks. As warlocks, the night watchmen can easily find ordinary people buried in the ruins.

Therefore, their rescue speed is not much slower than that of Eros, but the casualties are higher than here.

The sun hangs quietly in the sky at ten o'clock in the morning. In the past, it could be called hot sunshine, but now it is unable to give warmth to the people on the ground.

The survivors after the disaster looked at everything in front of them blankly.

What used to be a warm home turned into a devastated ruin overnight.

And as the house collapsed, so did their direction for the future.

Who knows who started it, and within just a few minutes, the whole sky above Haidaram could be heard crying one after another.

There is sadness over the loss of loved ones, confusion about the future, and despair over the destruction of homes. They all come together and float over the city.

At 12 noon, a report was received at the West District Police Headquarters.

A noble widow named Rosalyn Blanche was kidnapped.