Just as she turned to run, everyone felt something was wrong underfoot.
The once calm ground began to tremble, from an initial barely perceptible quiver to a point where they could hardly stand properly, having to lean against the walls to avoid falling.
"What's happening?"
"An earthquake?"
As Zhao Fang finished speaking, stones began to fall from the ceiling, and cracks appeared on the ground.
As the situation worsened, the ceiling lights shattered and dimmed, replaced by moonlight.
Even though Zhao Fang cautiously hid, she was still hit by several falling stones.
When the surroundings finally fell silent, she was astonished, staring at the vast plain before her, feeling a chill of fear.
Thank goodness.
Thankfully, she hadn't built the basement beneath the building.
When choosing the location, she had deliberately picked an open space behind the orphanage.
Otherwise, she might have been buried underground.
However...
