Running a Hotel in the Apocalypse

A hovercar is different from an ordinary car. A vehicle that needs to fly in the air must be similar to an airplane. ׺°”˜˜`”°º×

The rescue team is full of talents, and the country is full of talents. 80 people with experience in flying airplanes were quickly found.

"Is this a hover car?" When Wang Qiang climbed into the driver's seat of a hover car, he was very excited when he looked at the car.

The hovercars that Chen Wenjiu brought out were quite large in size. There were about eight seats in the back, including the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat. That's ten people.

Of course, during rescue, the ten-seater hovercraft can accommodate more people.

Wuling Hongguang's 8-seater van can hold dozens of people, so why can't the hover car do the same?

After all, they were just trying to save people, and they didn't care about the comfort of the passengers.

The rescuers who drove the hovercraft were very excited and forced themselves to calm down while driving the hovercraft to the rescue.

The rescue team's hover car is not one person and one car, but two people together.

In this case, the person driving the car is responsible for driving, and the other person is responsible for transporting the survivors to the car.

Chen Wenjiu handed over the hovercraft to the rescue team, and also handed over a batch of durable kayaks to the rescue team, as well as a lot of drones.

The purpose of the drone is to detect where there are survivors. After all, people overturned by huge waves are drifting with the current. After the wave recedes, they may be left in some nook and cranny.

In such situations, drones come in handy.

Flying drones requires another group of people, and Comrade Liu is also very busy.

"Save my child - please save her -" When Chen Wenjiu stepped on the flying sword to look for survivors, a young mother stood at the window holding her child and shouted to Chen Wenjiu.

“Please—save her—she’s only eight months—save her—”

Hearing this, Chen Wenjiu flew towards the mother and daughter by the window.

The young mother smiled when she saw Chen Wenjiu coming over, "Save her, she's only eight months old..."

Her daughter was only eight months old, and she was really afraid that something bad would happen to the little girl in this tsunami.

She was almost thirty years old, and she didn't have much regret even if she died in the tsunami.

But her daughter is only eight months old and she is not even a year old.

Chen Wenjiu pursed his lips and pulled the young mother holding the child onto Feijian, "You and the child will be fine."

Now that she has met, she will not let anything happen to anyone between the mother and daughter.

The young mother was startled when she stepped on the flying sword. She couldn't help but hug Chen Wenjiu.

She held the child in one hand and Chen Wenjiu's leg in the other, and she sat on the flying sword.

"Uuuuuuuuuah...I'm afraid of heights..." the young mother said tremblingly.

Although it was really good to be able to survive, she was also very scared in a place like this on Feijian.

Chen Wenjiu: "...Weren't you standing at the window on the 16th floor just now?"

If you are afraid of heights, can you still stand at the window on the 16th floor?

"Woo hoo... there's something blocking the window..." the young mother said.

Chen Wenjiu: "..." I understand.

The window must be at least one meter high, and there are glass and window frames on the bed. Although there is no stainless steel fence, there is really no need to worry about falling down accidentally.

But Feijian is different.

Even if Chen Wenjiu enlarged the flying sword so that she could stand firmly on it, there were no protective fences around it, so it was understandable that the young mother would be frightened.

Chen Wenjiu also understood the young mother's mood and bent down to take the little girl out of her arms so that she could hold her legs with both hands.

The young mother felt relieved and handed her daughter to Chen Wenjiu, while she hugged Chen Wenjiu tightly.

Chen Wenjiu took his mother and daughter to find the person driving the hovercar and sent them to the car.

The young mother sat firmly, put on her seat belt and took over her daughter. She said gratefully to Chen Wenjiu, "Thank you, thank you so much."

Chen Wenjiu nodded and went to look for another survivor.

Chen Wenjiu has saved many people during this period, including men, women, old and young, both normal and weird people.

She really didn't want to waste her time with those weird guys who had prince-like or princess-like illnesses, so she just threw them into the car in silence.

Let the official rescue team deal with these guys. She is just a volunteer and doesn't want to waste time with them.

Chen Wenjiu brought another person with her on the flying sword. When she was about to take the person back to the hovercraft, she was caught off guard and pushed off the flying sword.

"Go away! This flying sword belongs to me!" The young man who pushed Chen Wenjiu down said disdainfully to her, and he was also excited about taking the flying sword as his own.

Chen Wenjiu: "..." Do you want to find out why the flying sword flies?

Chen Wenjiu landed on the roof of a slightly shorter building with an expressionless face, watching the figure of the other party falling quickly after the flying sword lost control.

"Ahhhh--save me--"

"You bitch - bitch - save me -"

"You lose money that no one wants - please save me - bitch -"

Chen Wenjiu looked at the other party who was obviously asking for help, but he didn't have any kind words in his mouth, and he felt very unhappy.

She worked so hard to save people, but in the end, the other party wasted her kindness like this?

Chen Wenjiu also knew very well that this young man was spoiled by his family.

Perhaps in his more than ten years of life, his parents have instilled in him various ideas such as "how women are worthless", "boys are the most precious", and "women are enslaved at will".

Chen Wenjiu watched him fall into the water with an expressionless face. Fortunately, there was enough water below that his life was not in danger after falling.

"Save me—slut, save me—"

Chen Wenjiu watched him sinking and floating in the water with his mouth still dirty, looking at him expressionlessly.

She didn't want to save him at all.

But Chen Wenjiu also knew very well that no matter what the other party was, it was still a living human life.

Although he has a bad mouth, even though he...

Although shit!

Why should she suffer this injustice?

"How are you?" He Zui quickly flew over and observed her carefully, "Are you injured?"

Chen Wenjiu shook his head, "Can such a little waste hurt me?"

Chen Wenjiu pointed his chin at the guy floating in the water and said, "Go and save him, I don't want to care about him anymore."

He Zui nodded, "You can go somewhere else, or find a place to rest for a while."

As He Zui said that, he flew towards the foul-mouthed boy, and after watching him exhausted, he grabbed his collar and picked him up.

He did not send the person to the hovercraft, but grabbed the other person's collar and flew directly to a safe place.

Carrying it like this made the foul-mouthed boy even more uncomfortable, and he fainted halfway.

He Zui didn't feel guilty at all.

The other party scolded Chen Wenjiu like that, and even pushed Chen Wenjiu off the flying sword. He didn't kill the other party with a single blow because he was afraid of getting involved in some karmic killing.

Make the other person feel more comfortable?

dream.