"Alas, it's hard to put into words!" Deputy Mayor Han sighed deeply, "The communication facilities throughout the entire area are broken now, and we've lost contact with neighboring towns. We have no idea what their situation is."
At this moment, another Golden Dragon Bus drove in, with a dozen trucks trailing behind.
When Du Yanan saw a handsome guy with oily hair getting off the Golden Dragon Bus, she naturally frowned, "Hmm? How did this guy come?"
Wei Yingyue didn't even bother to glance at the man, and asked Deputy Mayor Han, "Deputy Mayor, is there anything we can help with?"
"Oh, the disaster relief supplies you've sent have been tremendously helpful; we wouldn't dare ask for anything more."
"Old Han, are you implying that we're too weak to lift any injured people, and shouldn't be adding to the chaos?" Du Yanan said to the deputy mayor, arching her eyebrows.
