"Sigh, Chu Molin, wait for me." Gong Wuyou quickened his pace to catch up with the person in front of him, heading back to school. Today was his first time participating in a rescue mission. He had only previously heard stories, but today he'd experienced it firsthand. It made him understand just how unpredictable life could be; calamities could strike without any warnings.
If Chu Molin knew what Gong Wuyou was thinking, he would surely mock his intelligence. After all, how could one prepare for calamity? If preparation were possible, would it still be considered a calamity?
After they returned to the school, they had to clean themselves off and get back to classes. Today, twenty of them had volunteered to help. Only Gong Wuyou and another student from their dormitory had returned. As he was about to shower, he noticed a cut on his wrist. No wonder it stung when he touched water.