Chapter 101: I’m Just a Little Cold

At that moment, he must have been terrified, right? Lu Yunzhou barely dared to think as the young girl pushed him away with all her strength. The mine collapsed. The ground beneath her gave way entirely. There was no trace of her anymore. She was buried beneath a mass of dark rubble.

Lu Yunzhou’s world plunged into darkness.

But danger often strikes in an instant—no one outside the mine had anticipated it. The mountain outside the mine was shrouded in mist and rain, and suddenly it collapsed.

Outside the mine, a crowd gathered at the entrance, desperately pulling people out. Rain poured down under the gloomy sky. The last person emerging from the mine seemed injured, needing to be carried and supported.

Lu Shiwǔ had just helped the last worker to safety when a tremendous crash shook the ground behind him. The entire mountainside was collapsing.

“This is bad!”

“The mountain’s caved in!”

“Danger! Get out—”

“Captain?!”

“Our captain is still inside!”

Lu Shiwǔ’s face changed dramatically. He turned to go back, but someone stopped him.

“Comrade, the second mountain collapse has blocked the mine entrance. It’s too dangerous to go in now!”

In other words, they had to dig the entrance open again. Half the mountainside was buried, washed out and collapsed. The devastation was worse than before; they had to wait until it settled before approaching.

“Quick, help! There are still comrades inside!”

The nearby migrant workers, upon learning there were still people trapped, rushed over with shovels. They couldn’t abandon their fellow men, especially with the soldiers helping them.

“Come on, everyone, dig together! We must get them out.”

The mine's leader rallied the rescuers. Amid the torrential rain, chaos reigned as everyone worked frantically. Muddy footprints marked the ground as people hurried back and forth.

Deep inside the buried mine, in the darkness—

“Ugh…”

Shen Chaoxi winced in pain, her vision pitch black, unable to see her hands before her. Her lips were pale as she struggled to move the wooden stake pressing on her body, sliding it beside her right leg.

A pool of blood stained her clothes, and sharp pain shot through her arm.

Her jacket was torn, revealing a stark bloodstain on her pale arm. Her bloodied fingers curled tightly into a white-knuckled fist. She closed her eyes, leaning against the mine’s muddy wall, as if every effort was draining her.

Drip, drip—the sound of blood and water falling.

Ah, Shen Chaoxi.

You nearly became a bloody pulp, meeting the grim reaper just now.

When the mountain collapsed, fortunately, she reacted quickly, or else she would have been crushed by the thickest wooden beam supporting the entire mine. She would have surely died then, her insides smashed.

But even escaping death, she was still trapped beneath the rubble.

After resting for a moment, Shen Chaoxi lowered her gaze, feeling weak and dizzy, sweat breaking out on her back. Her frail body seemed helpless in the dark; her pale face had a grayish tint.

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