Disaster zone, Peng Village.
Under the night sky, villagers kindled bonfires, gathered around them to warm themselves—it was destined to be a restless night. The aftershocks had become minor, but still, no one dared to return home to sleep tonight, or perhaps it would be more accurate to say that no one knew how many could fall asleep.
Some were dead, others injured, and still the Hunting Team had vanished without a trace. Every nerve was stretched to the breaking point.
No one knew if the earthquake would strike again or if the outside world knew that deep within the mountains Peng Village was suffering.
Phones had no signal; no calls could be made. Now, in the back seat of Su Shu's car, the life of a woman who had miscarried hung in the balance. The mountain roads were blocked, and among the remaining medical supplies, there was nothing that could save her.
This feeling of helpless, suffocating constraint silently spread among them all...
What to do?
