Rain is a wonderful thing. It can revive all things, nourish the drought-stricken earth, and also drench girls. But sometimes rain is not so wonderful, when it rains too much, the girls might catch a cold after getting wet, and then you have to take care of them and treat them like a queen, which is really not wonderful. And right now, it’s obviously not wonderful at all. The rain is getting heavier, showing no signs of stopping, and downstream of the bridge, there is a wide river. Basically, if the bus gets swept in, the people inside can only pray to God or Buddha for mercy to survive. The sound of the water crashing against the bus gets louder, and the hearts of the people inside the bus grow more anxious. Everyone crowds towards the windows: the elderly, the young, men, women, all crying out for help to the people not far outside, hoping that someone might step up to save them. However, there are no superhumans in this world, so unfortunately, after shouting for a few minutes, although people around wanted to help, they felt powerless. The fire truck’s arrival time was uncertain, and there’s no guarantee it would come before the bus got swept away. The water inside the bus was gradually increasing, and the river, which was originally just up to the tires, now reached the middles of the bus. "Dad, Mom, Grandpa, I don’t want to die!" Bailing looked pitiably out the window, at the branches and trees floating down from upstream, feeling like a small boat in the vast ocean, at any moment liable to capsize in the flood. Jue Wu looked at the bus less than fifty meters away, speaking softly. Song Yun nodded, saying, "Within ten minutes, this bus is bound to be swept away by the water." Someone suddenly shouted, "There’s a mountain flood breaking out upstream, everyone run!" The crowd that was watching from nearby immediately got into their cars, heading to higher ground in the distance. "Let’s go, Brother Yun." Jue Wu said, "These people cannot be saved." Song Yun frowned, pointing at the people desperately seeking help at the windows, saying, "Their will to survive is really strong." "Indeed, but it doesn’t matter how strong it is. When the mountain flood comes, even this place may get flooded." Jue Wu remarked. Song Yun nodded and suddenly said, "Let me see if I can do anything to help." "Huh?" Jue Wu looked at Song Yun in surprise and asked, "Brother Song Yun, how can you help when you’re alone?" "Do you have a rope? It needs to be really thick!" Song Yun asked. "Would a tow rope work?" Jue Wu responded. "Let me see." Song Yun said. Jue Wu hurried to the trunk of the car, fetched a rope, then ran back to Song Yun’s side. "This is it." Jue Wu handed the rope to Song Yun. Song Yun examined the rope, which was as thick as his arm, and with a little force, the rope was taut. Song Yun gradually increased the strength in his hands, and after reaching a certain level, Song Yun said, "The rope’s thickness is enough to pull the bus, but it’s not long enough!" The source of thɪs content is novel✦fire.net "It’s roughly forty meters across here, and my rope is only ten meters long, definitely not enough," Jue Wu said, "Brother Song Yun, we’re not superheroes; it’s not necessary to manage everything." Song Yun shook his head, walked to the car, and leaped onto it, then shouted to people standing on the not-too-distant high ground, "Does anyone have any ropes to lend me?" Nobody responded to Song Yun. "Who has a rope? Lend it to me, I need to save people!" Song Yun shouted. "Time is running out, hurry, anyone who has it, take it out quickly." After Song Yun said this, a few people hesitated, then ran to their car trunks to fetch some ropes. Song Yun was overjoyed and quickly asked Jue Wu to bring over all the ropes. Fortunately, these ropes were quite thick, and according to Song Yun’s estimation, they should be able to withstand a weight of over a thousand jin. With wheels under the bus, if strength control is good, pulling the buses up should not be difficult! Song Yun quickly tied all the ropes together, calculated the length, and it ended up being around forty meters. "Brother Song Yun, we have the ropes, but how are you going to tie them across?" Jue Wu asked. Song Yun, holding one end of the rope, said. "Walk across?" Jue Wu looked at the raging river, saying, "Brother Song Yun, don’t joke around, though you are skilled, this water is no pushover!" "It’s fine, let me try." Song Yun tied the rope around himself, then tied the other end to a tree, saying, "Even if I get swept away, this thing tied to me will be fine." "But... Brother Song Yun..." "Enough with the words." Song Yun smiled, "What could happen to me? I can’t turn a blind eye when someone needs help, whatever the consequences, let destiny decide." "Then I’ll go." Jue Wu said. "Your ’thousand jin weight’ skill isn’t as good as mine!" Song Yun smiled, "Let’s not talk around, I’m off." With that, Song Yun turned and walked towards the already submerged bridge. The onlookers, upon seeing Song Yun’s seemingly suicidal behavior, let out cries of shock. This person must be crazy! That’s what many thought, believing that with the current speed of the water, once you reach the deeper areas, you would surely get swept away. Never mind you, even a car would be swept away; crossing with a rope , seeking death? Song Yun didn’t think about anything else; he only knew that if he hadn’t seen those people pleading at the windows, he wouldn’t have done this. Though Song Yun dealt in shady business, sometimes he felt no matter his identity, there were things he must do. Song Yun stepped into the water, setting foot on the bridge. The water here wasn’t very high, just above Song Yun’s knees, but the force of the flowing water made Song Yun frown slightly. The force of the water was stronger than he anticipated! Song Yun compressed his inner qi to his dantian, then let it sink downward. His entire being became like a thousand jin weight, firmly anchoring himself on the bridge, the current couldn’t move Song Yun one bit. Song Yun stepped forward steadily, the depth of water increasing gradually. After walking nearly twenty meters, the water had reached over Song Yun’s thighs, yet his body remained as steady as iron.