Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 56: The Approaching Storm (Part 4)

Cheng Jingo and Cheng Jinzhao exchanged a glance, turned around reluctantly. Their father only criticized others, yet he himself watched with great interest.

An hour later, the breach was finally blocked. Everyone was drenched, yet their faces were filled with the joy of success; their village was saved.

Thanks to Xiaoxiao for calling Coach Leng to help.

Because of this, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s Gratitude Points increased quite a bit, but Cheng Xiaoxiao was not happy. Her 100 headcount task was still 12 short.

In the evening, Cheng Xiaoxiao ate little and was sulking in her room. It was nearly 9 PM, and the rain continued moderately. The task deadline was just over three hours away.

The system was also extremely anxious, "It can’t be. Since the main system issued such a task, there must be a reason."

"77, do you think it’s possible that those in need of rescue aren’t from our village?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao spoke gloomily, her hand continuously spinning a pen.

The system was puzzled as well, and it casually initiated a scan; the energy had increased significantly in the past two days.

Recently, it hadn’t been using the scan. Now with Leng Qi in the open, there was no need to waste energy monitoring anymore. Occasionally, it was used to scan the village’s situation. Just now, it could scan a radius of 800 meters.

Hmm! Nice, an increase of another 300 meters.

Huh!

Something’s wrong!

Right at the edge of the 800 meters, under a large tree, is there someone?

"Host, host, it seems there’s someone," the system said excitedly.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was originally lying dazed at the headboard when she immediately sat upright, "Where?"

The system retracted energy from all sides, concentrating on the tree’s location. More energy had to be gathered at night to see more clearly, "Host, there are ten people, big and small, by the tree, on the half-slope. Both sides of the slope have collapsed, leaving only one tree standing stubbornly in the middle. It seems to be a family with three children, and the youngest one is continuously crying."

Cheng Xiaoxiao put on her shoes, quickly instructing, "Erya, have Dad quickly notify the village chief. Someone is trapped, bring more people, and take ropes and ladders."

Erya looked at her sister, puzzled and bewildered.

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked back, "I accidentally fell asleep just now and had a dream where someone got trapped not far from our village. Oh, there’s no time to explain much. Just go quickly."

Erya, who was sewing behind Cheng Xiaoxiao, glanced at her sister occasionally and hadn’t seen her sleeping. Had she just zoned out? Confused, Erya could only dutifully head out to call people.

After the last incident, Cheng Xiaoxiao had already thought it through. There would be many more situations like this in the future. She couldn’t find an excuse each time, so she’d use one excuse to the end.

She just knows how to have prophetic dreams.

In the future, anything inexplicable would be forewarned in a dream.

Cheng Xiaoxiao walked out of the room; others had already gotten up and were asking Cheng Xiaoxiao what happened.

"I might have had another prophetic dream. There’s someone underneath a big tree in the west of the village. I don’t know exactly how far or how many people, but I heard a child crying. Someone might be trapped there," Cheng Xiaoxiao explained with a frown.

Then she looked at Mr. Cheng, "Dad, have Grandpa Village Chief organize people to take a look."

The family exchanged glances. The first prophetic dream was a coincidence, but what about the second? Would there be a third, a fourth...?

If it were true, that would be extraordinary—Xiaoxiao would be extraordinary.

The best course of action now was to go west and see if anyone was there to verify it.

Mr. Cheng hesitated, "How should I tell the village chief?"

He looked at his daughter, clearly asking whether to tell the truth.

After all, such an unbelievable thing, if too many people knew, who knows what troubles might arise.

If not the truth, how could the source of information be explained?

Cheng Xiaoxiao calmly said, "It’s okay, Dad, you can tell Village Chief Grandpa the truth."

Not far away, Leng Qi was not calm in his heart.

He leaped up without putting on a raincoat and just disappeared into the distance.

The system reported to Cheng Xiaoxiao, but Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t care.

Without needing to think, Leng Qi must have gone to verify the truth of the matter.

Fool!

Hanging out with this sister, there are many unexpected things. I hope your tolerance is strong.

Mr. Cheng left quickly and returned quickly, with the village chief bringing people along.

The village chief said sternly, "Xiao, is it true what you said?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao nodded, "I dare not deceive the elders."

A group of people came with the intention of determining the truth. They did not believe Cheng Xiaoxiao had prophetic dreams, yet the previous facts were right in front of them, so they were willing to make the trip.

All for the hypothesis in their hearts!

"Alright, whether it’s true or not, we’ll know after a trip," the village chief concluded.

Cheng Xiaoxiao put on her raincoat and hat. A large group of people grabbed their tools and prepared to head out.

Mr. Cheng was worried, "Daughter, maybe you shouldn’t go. It’s so late, dark as it is."

"Dad, I have to go. I’m dubious myself. I need to verify it in person," Cheng Xiaoxiao said with determinedly bright eyes looking at Mr. Cheng.

Mr. Cheng was speechless, defeated.

The night was dark, with a constant drizzle and gusty winds. If not for the number of people, it would have felt like a horror movie’s chilling scene.

Cheng Xiaoxiao walked in the middle, holding Mr. Cheng’s arm, her mind filled with chaotic thoughts and various terrifying images.

As they got closer, everyone soon intermittently heard the sound of a child crying, which sounded especially eerie in the gloomy night.

However, only Cheng Xiaoxiao was thinking wildly, scaring herself.

The hillside ahead had collapsed, blocking the path. They couldn’t get through. The oil lamps under their rain gear gave off little light. Looking at the dark spot ahead, with the rain pouring, nothing was visible.

In the distance, Yang Youren and his wife, the Lu Family, tightly held onto their only remaining possessions. All their belongings, including the ox cart, had been buried by the falling rocks. If not for their son’s quick reaction, their lives might have been lost too. Now, stones, branches, and mud continued to roll down from both sides, and they didn’t know how much longer the tree could hold.

At that moment, a cracking sound was heard, and this big tree was uprooted a section.

"Ah!"

The shrieking women and children were terrified.

This tree couldn’t bear the weight of so many people anymore. Cheng Jinmeng clutched Yang Jiadong’s arm tightly, holding their daughter, who began crying again after just being comforted after the recent fright.

At this time, Yang Jiaming, the eldest son of Yang Youren, spoke, "Dad, I’m afraid this tree can’t hold on much longer."

Yang Youren wore a bitter expression. Yes, it was clear the tree couldn’t take the weight of so many people. Was there really no hope of survival?

Alas, he’d lived long enough, "Dad will buy you some time. You must think of a way!"

The Lu Family cried out sharply, "No, old man, if you go, I’ll go with you. I’ve had enough too."

She cried as she spoke...