northernbook Chapter 279 A Casual Rescue
Chapter 279 A Casual Rescue
In Rinryoyama, Kyoto, only two families live.
One family, the Gu family, started in the jewelry industry, while the other, the Zhong family, is in the construction industry. The elders of the two families were not only sisters-in-law but also best friends, so Gu Cai and Zhong Jue had a relationship closer than that of blood brothers since childhood.
Both the Gu and Zhong families have their own fuel-powered electrical systems, which can sustain them for a long time even if the outside power is cut off. However, they did not expect that this rare snow would freeze and damage their power lines.
Seeing that the snow was falling heavier and heavier and showed no signs of stopping, Zhong Jue had no choice but to call for outside help.
"What? The mountain is blocked by heavy snow and we can't get up?" Zhong Jue said angrily, hands on her hips, making a phone call. "Just tell me how long it will take."
"You can only come after the snow stops and melts?" Zhong Jue laughed in exasperation, then asked, "Can the helicopter even start?"
Hearing the reply "No," Zhong Jue was truly helpless.
He turned to look at Gu Cai, who was anxiously making a phone call to someone.
As soon as the call connected, a smile immediately appeared on his face.
"Su Ran, are you alright?"
Zhong Jue's face turned green. He was busy running around doing chores, while Gu Cai was the one who contacted the goddess to ask how she was doing.
What frustrated him even more was that he hadn't thought to call Su Ran before Gu Cai did.
When Su Ran received Gu Cai's call, she was sitting in front of the French windows, wrapped in a blanket, watching the snow.
She had checked the weather forecast for Xiaojiang Village beforehand. Although it was snowing where her grandmother lived, it was nowhere near as bad as Kyoto.
Grandma was worried that something might happen to her, so she would chat with her every hour through the camera in the living room.
Besides her grandmother, Tang Shan and Mo Sha also called to inquire about her well-being. Even An Yecheng, whom she hadn't contacted in a long time, called to ask if there was anything she could help with.
Gu Cai said that the snow there was too heavy, and Linlang Mountain was now almost a snow-covered mountain. He didn't mention the current difficulties at all, and joked that if the snow stopped, he could take her to go skiing.
Skiing...
She glided through another world and even accidentally won an award.
Since she started earning a little money, she's been buying a little bit of everything, including skis.
Vehicles are now prohibited from driving on the roads, and only snowplows are working day and night, with workers continuously spreading de-icing agents.
Even so, in no time, the ground was covered in silvery white again.
Su Ran put on her ski equipment and went out. The little butterfly transformed back into a ball of light and looked around with great interest.
The city was much quieter and emptier than usual, as if in a frozen wasteland, only she and the little butterfly were the two creatures that could move.
The crisp, rhythmic crunching sound of the snow inexplicably lifted her spirits.
But as I was walking, I suddenly stopped.
Under the bridge, a girl sat in a space made up of insulated boxes and cardboard, lighting the last of the firewood with a match.
Beside them, a scruffy-bearded man in tattered clothes was eyeing them menacingly.
The extreme winter, the dilapidated habitat, the disheveled girl, and the homeless man with a lewd expression—this scene is somewhat unsettling.
She looked no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. A girl that young should be like me, wrapped in a blanket, looking at the snow scene from the window.
Su Ran is not a girl with an excessive sense of compassion.
She simply didn't like the look of the scene.
So when the homeless man shamelessly tried to sneak into the little girl's cardboard hut, her foot landed on him without warning.
When the homeless man saw himself being kicked to the ground by a masked woman, he went berserk.
"With this much snow, I'm freezing to death. What's wrong with letting me enjoy myself a little before I die? She's going to freeze to death anyway!"
However, the masked woman merely glanced at him indifferently, her voice cold and ruthless.
"Rubbish."
The little butterfly followed behind, saying, "[Trash.]"
She kicked the homeless man down again.
The latter glared angrily.
"We homeless people have dignity too!"
Su Ran: "Bullshit."
Little Butterfly: [Bullshit.]
"Mind your own business, or I won't let you get away with this! I have nothing to lose, so I'm fearless!"
Su Ran: "Useless."
Little Butterfly: [Useless.]
"You! You!!" The homeless man pointed at him, trembling all over, whether from the cold or anger, it was hard to tell. He grabbed the knife in his hand and lunged towards Su Ran!
Before he could even touch Su Ran's clothes, he was hit hard on the head. Looking to the side, he saw that the girl he had just bullied was holding a fire poker.
Su Ran offered her two-word mantra once again.
"brute."
This time, the little butterfly didn't repeat itself. Regardless of whether the homeless man could hear it or not, it added, "Scumbag."
Su Ran grabbed the homeless man's disheveled hair and examined him closely. He had an ordinary appearance, but under his dark and evil eyes, he looked extremely ugly.
There is nothing good about this man that is worth pursuing.
But the only good thing is that he has a fairly good physique, even in the freezing cold.
Good physical health is a wonderful thing.
After all, good health brings beauty with abundant blood and energy, while weakness only brings ugliness with a sallow and withered appearance.
[1687, a ninth-tier dark beauty-type main god, has absorbed 0.1 beauty points. Would you like to convert this into divine power?]
【Yes】
Once transformed into divine power, that bit of beauty can never be regained.
Soon, the person in front of him suddenly became even more sallow and aged. His body, which had been trembling, suddenly collapsed to the ground, and he seemed to have difficulty even getting up.
Seeing that the homeless man was too weak and old to be a threat to the girl, Su Ran took out a pen and paper, wrote down an address and a number, and put it in the girl's arms.
"A shelter for minors is better than freezing here."
However, the girl kept her head down.
“I have a home,” she said softly. “I’m waiting for them to come and get me.”
Su Ran paused in putting the pen cap back on. She glanced at the girl's stubborn figure in the snow and curled her lips indifferently.
"Then you can wait here."
After saying that, Su Ran dragged the homeless man, who was so weak he looked like a ghost, away.
She abandoned the homeless man far away, not caring whether he lived or died.
No one would notice his suddenly changed appearance or his body, which was once healthy but is now weak.
Even if people know him, in their memories he has always been like this, including the homeless man himself.
Su Ran didn't consider herself a savior of people in distress, nor did she enjoy people's incense offerings and worship. At most, she was just a god created by high technology.
When people mention God, they think of the responsibilities that God must bear, just like soldiers must serve the people. I'm sorry, she doesn't want to take on such responsibilities.
There is a difference between being forced to do something and wanting to do something voluntarily.
Finally, we saw Linlang Mountain. From a distance, the mountain was faintly visible in the wind and snow.
[Wow, the snow is so deep, host, there might be a landslide here.] The little butterfly flew around, observing everything.
Su Ran said, "Let's go up."
The little butterfly was stunned: "It's so high, even with superhuman strength, it's difficult to get up there. How are we supposed to get up?"
"Use my 0.1% of divine power." It's not enough to fly or teleport, but it's more than enough to get to the mountaintop.