Chapter 471 - Tsunami (2/2)

The second wave spared nothing in its path, swallowing the little girl behind Zhang Heng too. Zhang Heng held onto a pillar and hugged it as tightly as he could. The ravaging pillar of water came cras.h.i.+ng on the pillar violently, and as it hit Zhang Heng’s body, it split into two streams, rus.h.i.+ng forward with unstoppable force to the wall.

The museum vibrated and shook to its core, but fortunately, the building’s foundations were strong enough to withstand the impact. Zhang Heng wasn’t so lucky. Since the waves did not break through the wall, they flowed back and headed for him instead. All he could do right now was to curl up and protect his vital organs. Fortunately, the wave was weakened when it returned to Zhang Heng, and since he was holding on to nothing, he was swept along with it. The powerful undercurrent caused him to tumble a few times beneath the water. The world around him spun violently, and all he could do now was ride it out and hope he survived.

That said, after completing the Apollo training camp, Zhang Heng was now a master at resisting dizziness after his episodes of getting thrown around a centrifuge like a ragdoll.

He held onto his breath and tried his best to deal with the impact using his back. Thankfully, he remained conscious, and a minute later, he could clearly feel the undercurrent beginning to weaken. It meant that the tsunami’s first wave was about to over. Zhang Heng waited for underwater for about 20 seconds, and right before he ran out of oxygen, he regained control of his body. As he stuck his head out of the water, he quickly realized that the world around him had changed drastically.

The city was no longer a familiar sight.

The once heavy traffic plying the roads were now all under meters of water. The tsunami had completely engulfed the houses built in the lower area nearby, causing only their roofs to be visible. High-rise buildings survived, though, except for a few who had weak foundations.

Zhang Heng wiped the seawater off his face. He saw broken parasol trees and utility poles floating all around him. Overhead cables were entangled with tree branches, and there was even a sandal undulating along with the waves, its owner nowhere to be found.

After a while, Zhang Heng found a door panel floating by. Immediately, he pulled it toward him. It could be used as a raft, and since getting it meant he no longer needed to tread water, precious physical strength could be conserved. This might just be the first wave, and no one knew if or when the next one would hit the city again. Having those thoughts in mind, Zhang Heng decided to prepare in advance.

Now that he was in Han Lu’s dream, common sense and experience might not work in this world. In fact, the tsunami was more than bizarre. Zhang Heng wasn’t sure if the tsunami was in any way related to the Dreamland of Death, but it explained why Han Lu left her place in such a hurry. She must have been warned.

Nonetheless, considering her exodus to the airport, she could be anywhere at the moment, and all Zhang Heng could do was pray that Han Lu managed to get to safety in time. As for the burning questions in his mind, they would have to wait until she was located.

But the bad news was that the tsunami had destroyed the city, and everyone related to Han Lu had either been killed or missing. Now, Zhang Heng completely lost track of his goal, and he was at a complete loss on what to do next.

For now, he had to look for a safe place, waiting to see if a second tsunami would arrive.