B5SB -Chapter 394 Donating Supplies

“Sir, should we issue an earthquake warning?”

A staff member who had come to report asked, looking at the few leaders who had been silent for a long while.

“Of course we need to issue an earthquake warning.”

“This is such an important matter. How come your Geological Bureau and Seismology Bureau didn’t survey it in advance?”

“If it weren’t for Commander Lu, could you bear the casualties caused by the earthquake?”

Deputy Commander Sun asked coldly, questioning the geologists who had come to report.

He was almost furious—because of their inaction, he had nearly made the wrong decision.

If it weren’t for Father Lu and Lu Huailin insisting, when the earthquake actually happened, everyone who had originally rejected Lu Huailin’s warnings would have faced disciplinary action.

The staff who came to report were speechless.

It wasn’t their business.

They didn’t have the ability to go to the Geological Bureau and question the geologists.

What use was it to try to assert their presence while running errands and making reports?

The staff didn’t dare talk back and could only prick a figurative needle in their hearts at the geologists.

At that moment, the Central Military Commission leader entered with a grave expression.

His piercing gaze fell on Deputy Commander Sun and the others.

In a stern voice he shouted, “The situation is urgent, yet instead of solving problems, you’re wasting time arguing!”

Deputy Commander Sun and the others were startled by the arrival of the CMC leader and immediately stood up in unison to salute.

Following the CMC leader was Father Lu, who nodded toward Lu Huailin.

Although retired, Father Lu had no official qualification to report the Tang City earthquake survey to the higher Central Military Commission.

But because last time Deputy Commander Sun and the others had not taken Lu Huailin’s report seriously, he couldn’t trust them and had no choice but to “sell them out.”

The CMC leader coldly glanced at them, walked straight past, and took the main seat in the meeting room.

He immediately issued several commands.

Although he had doubts, worried the geologists might be wrong, what if there really was an earthquake?

Tang City’s urban population was 1.2 million, and the entire Tang City region had over 2 million residents.

He couldn’t gamble with the lives of the people.

Because the orders were issued quickly, personnel from all eleven military regions across the country were mobilized, coordinating across divisions, all rushing to Tang City overnight.

They were to obey unified management from the Beijing Military Region.

When Lu Huailin returned home, Gao Guoqiang and Political Commissar Zhao were already waiting at the small courtyard gate.

Seeing him, they immediately rushed forward. “Commander Lu, the vehicles are ready. We can depart immediately!”

Lu Huailin nodded. “Wait a moment.”

He quickly pushed open the courtyard gate and saw his wife pacing anxiously in the living room.

He hurried over. “Honey, I’m leaving soon. Take good care of yourself while I’m gone.”

Gu Yihan froze for a moment. Thinking of the aftershocks following the earthquake in Houbin, she couldn’t help worrying. Controlling the urge to cry, she nodded.

Lu Huailin quickly went upstairs, packed a few sets of clothes, and saw his wife circling behind him like a child.

Knowing she was worried about his safety warmed his heart, and he turned to hold her in his arms.

“Honey, don’t worry. I will come back safely.”

Gu Yihan hugged Lu Huailin tightly, her nose tingling, and tears streamed down uncontrollably.

Choking back sobs, she said, “I believe in you. You must come back safely.”

Hearing his wife’s sobs, Lu Huailin felt uneasy.

He patted her back, softly murmured, then let go and strode out.

The Next Day

After thinking all night, Gu Yihan decided to donate all the supplies in her space.

Then she followed the supply trucks to Tang City to help Lu Huailin.

She had spring water that, once diluted, could secretly provide energy to the soldiers staying up to evacuate the people.

This way, they wouldn’t become overly fatigued.

Thinking of this, her gaze fell on Haohao eating nearby.

She instructed, “After school, don’t go anywhere. Go straight home, okay?”

Haohao looked at her curiously.

In a babyish voice, he coaxed, “Mom, don’t worry. I’ll stay with you. I won’t let you be alone!”

Gu Yihan planned to send Haohao to Father Lu. Seeing Haohao misunderstand that she would be lonely, she didn’t explain and just nodded perfunctorily.

Gu Yihan asked for leave from the service station, then returned home to start sorting through unused fabrics.

She also went to the courtyard that Master Chu had previously prepared.

The location was good, still within the Third Ring in the future era.

Nearby were a hospital, police station, and department store. Inside, the square 600-square-meter two-section, four-courtyard house stood neatly.

She walked straight through the moon gate, opened the three main rooms, and instantly teleported 5,000 jin of rice and 5,000 jin of flour from her space into the house.

As for the corn stalks, Gu Yihan thought for a moment: she didn’t like eating them, so she initially used 200 jin to exchange for something, donating the remaining 9,000 jin.

After changing the locks, she quickly took a car back to the residential compound.

Auntie Zhang, seeing her return at this hour, asked in puzzlement, “You didn’t go to the service station today?”

Gu Yihan stopped, shook her head, and said, “I went into the city instead.”

Then she pulled out her keys, opened the courtyard gate, and seeing Auntie Zhang behind her, invited her inside to sit.

Auntie Zhang nodded, walking behind her while telling her, the military families who learned of Tang City’s news were preparing supplies.

Those with supplies donated them; those with manpower offered help. In short, everyone wanted to contribute to the disaster that was about to strike Tang City.

Auntie Zhang also wanted to go. She looked up at Gu Yihan, “Xiaohan, are you going to Tang City?”

Lai Di, pouring water for Auntie Zhang, froze for a moment, worry flashing in his eyes.

Gu Yihan nodded. “Yes.”

Auntie Zhang was pleased, thinking they could look after each other.

Suddenly, she remembered, “What about Haohao?”

“Should we let him stay at my house so my daughter-in-law can watch him?”

Gu Yihan shook her head. “I plan to send Haohao to his grandfather.”

She wasn’t comfortable leaving him alone in the residential compound.

Seeing Gu Yihan had arranged Haohao, Auntie Zhang didn’t insist on having him stay at her house. After a brief conversation, she left.

Gu Yihan glanced at Lai Di entering Mother Lu’s bedroom, then picked up the phone and called Father Lu’s house.

“Dad, I’ve gathered 19,000 jin of grain here. Can you arrange vehicles to send it to Tang City?”

Father Lu shook his head immediately, then patted his ears, thinking he’d heard wrong.

He asked again, “Xiaohan, how much did you say? I didn’t hear clearly.”

“19,000 jin.”

When Father Lu heard 19,000 jin, his pupils shrank instantly. In disbelief, he asked again, and after confirming, he could hardly believe it.