Rebirth: Exclusive Love in the End of the World-Chapter 39 - Critical Strike Squad
Chapter 39: Chapter 39: Critical Strike Squad
Chapter 39 -39: Critical Strike Squad
Han Jiaojiao now remembered this matter and turned on her phone to connect to the network.
After logging back into the forum, she was immediately greeted by notification sounds. Han Jiaojiao didn’t bother with them and went straight to check her own post, only to find out that it had been pinned to the top and there were already over forty pages of responses!
Seeing those countless pleas for help in the responses, Han Jiaojiao was at a loss.
——She wasn’t a saint, but she considered herself as someone with a heart and soul. Maybe in her previous life, she didn’t trust people, didn’t approach them, and even refrained from saving them, but those were choices she had to make when others might put her at risk! And now? The people posting for help online might be in the middle of a crisis, they might be lost and helpless, they might only need a word from her to be rescued. All she needed to do was to take the time to reply to them. Even though many of these people might have already left the world…
Han Jiaojiao felt somewhat panicked. She had never been needed before, but at this moment, so many people pinned their hopes on her, and Han Jiaojiao was truly panicked.
“Brother…” When uncertain, she instinctively called for him.
Han Yi took her phone, looked at it, then handed it over to Lu Changyuan.
Lu Changyuan opened up a laptop and logged into the forum. He beckoned Han Jiaojiao over and said, “It’s faster with this.”
“But…” Han Jiaojiao didn’t forget, their original plan for the day was to destroy the alien species’ nest.
Yet Lu Changyuan smiled and said, “You weren’t needed for today’s operation anyway, you and Yan Xiao both stay at home.”
“Ah?” Yan Xiao raised his voice, “Why can’t I go?”
Xiao Jian glanced at him and said coolly, “Your ability lacks sustain, and your marksmanship isn’t good enough.”
Yan Xiao’s eyes widened as he pulled Bai Kairui to his side, “What about him then? His ability is even worse than mine!”
Bai Kairui’s face flushed slightly as he retorted quietly, “Though we are close, you shouldn’t say things like that…”
Lu Changyuan pushed up his glasses and said, “We need Kerry’s invisibility to lay mines. If we took you, haha, I’m afraid you might inadvertently set off a spark and light everyone up.”
Yan Xiao: “…”
Lu Changyuan didn’t pay him any more mind, and turned back to continue speaking to Han Jiaojiao, “The network could go down at any time, I recommend you don’t reply to each one individually, that’s too inefficient. It would be faster to just start a new post.”
Han Jiaojiao knew time was of the essence, so she didn’t say anything more. She picked up the laptop from the table, moved to a side, and cleared space for the men to discuss their plan.
Her online ID was Ariel1231; under the crunch for time, she couldn’t think of a good title and simply wrote: Online support! Those who need help please click! I’m the Ariel1231 who made the previous post.
In the first floor she just wrote four words, “Replying online,” then she began reviewing the responses under the original pinned post. Some praised her, saying it was extremely helpful, some asked if she knew insider information; Han Jiaojiao skipped over those posts without reading them and focused only on those that posed real questions.
She was too anxious and couldn’t organize her answers properly; she could only write a bit as she read a bit.
——For pets that have mutated, please do not panic. Lock the pets in the sunlight, and if it’s night, turn on all indoor lighting, then look for a sharp weapon to kill it. Do not hesitate, because its cries will attract other mutated creatures.
——Those who suddenly have a fever, please make sure to rest in an absolutely safe place. Even if you awaken an “Ability,” be sure to practice it properly before using it.
——Please stop using tap water! The water supply has been contaminated!
——Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do not go out at night! And don’t go to any dark corners during the day! Like underground parking, sewers!
……
Han Jiaojiao’s fingers were ceaselessly tapping the keyboard, her eyes fixed on the rotating loading icon every time she sent a message, fearing the internet might suddenly cut out.
Han Yi chose to set out at eleven o’clock—when the sun was at its fiercest. Before leaving, Lu Changyuan had left Yan Xiao with an additional task; Yan Xiao needed to patrol the outer courtyard to prevent any sudden incidents.
In the meantime, Han Jiaojiao was posting on the forum as if she was saving lives from a fire.
Most of the questions were similar, and after Han Jiaojiao had responded once, she started browsing other help-seeking posts. Some were from people who had family members turn into Alien Species, locking themselves in the bathroom to save their lives; others were stuck on the roads unable to flee the city, some lacked enough food, and some were injured and in need of treatment…
Han Jiaojiao, drawing from her experiences in her past life, replied to everyone. Perhaps her answers wouldn’t be of any use, maybe the others couldn’t even see her responses, but she felt she had to do it, even if there was just a slight chance of hope.
The notification tone for new messages kept going off non-stop, and after Han Jiaojiao refreshed the page, she suddenly discovered that her new post had been pinned to the top!
That fast?
Upon opening it, Han Jiaojiao immediately noticed that her post had been edited. The only person who could have editing rights was an administrator.
She hadn’t expected that in such a short time, the content she’d posted would be organized so neatly, sorted according to different situations, with typos corrected. There were even parentheses with additional advice next to some suggestions, where the administrator combined her writings with their own sound advice. For example, the administrator pointed out that the water vending machines inside the residential complexes could provide a quick fix for drinking water, and those without water vending machines might try using the water from the tanks on their rooftops.
Han Jiaojiao scrolled to the bottom of the post, where there was an added note: This post edited by Administrator Gavin.
Gavin?
Han Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief. Just the thought that someone, in a situation like this, could sit down calmly at a place with internet access and sort out forum posts… it made her relax, no longer as tense as before. She also admired this person. They had managed to turn her rushed speech into a guide-like post in such a short time. Her feelings were mixed, finding their actions both appropriate and absurd. She thought, what time are we living in? And you still care about these things?!
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Well, as long as it helps.
She opened her private messages on the forum, and there were plenty more consultations and pleas for help, so Han Jiaojiao continued to respond to these people.
Suddenly, a message popped up—
“Thank you.”
The sender was Gavin.
Han Jiaojiao paused. Was he thanking her for her post? Actually, the content she posted was just basic survival knowledge and crisis response skills. Regarding the Alien Species, she simply revealed that they preferred to roam in the dark.
After a while, Gavin sent another message—
“Thank you, you saved my life.”
Han Jiaojiao instinctively typed “You’re welcome,” but immediately deleted it, as she felt such a response seemed foolish in these times… After a moment’s hesitation, she typed “Strive to survive,” and after sending the message, Han Jiaojiao closed the private chat and continued to look through other private messages.
Gavin didn’t send any more messages, but instead, in tacit agreement with Han Jiaojiao, they both continued to reply to the help-seeking posts. Their posts started to be wildly shared across major forums, and amidst this were also many voices of doubt, thinking they were exaggerating, and the right course of action should be to stay at home and wait for government aid.
……
Off in the distance came a series of continuous explosions, followed by half a mountain echoing with various roars and a fusillade of gunfire.
Han Jiaojiao quickly ran outside, where Yan Xiao was standing on a ladder, struggling to peer through a pair of binoculars. Hearing Han Jiaojiao’s footsteps, he turned back and smiled at her—
“It worked!”
