I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1078 The sky is getting dark
"With such strong winds, those helicopters should also be affected, right?"

Mo Ling turned his head and took a look. The black spots that had just hovered in the air had disappeared.

"Gone? Did it land?"

Looking at the empty sky, Mo Ling had a bad feeling.

The clouds in the sky were moving rapidly, and seemed to be gathering around the location of the loud noise. Today was supposed to be a sunny day, with only a few white clouds in the sky, but now they seemed to be getting thicker.

“It floated over from farther away.”

Looking at the direction of the clouds, Mo Ling quickly made a judgment.

The clouds gathered where the noise had come from, and then...

"Falled?"

Mo Ling took a look. He was too far away from there, and there were many tall buildings in between, so he couldn't see clearly. But he could still vaguely see that the clouds in the center of the loud noise gathered into a dark ball, which was constantly approaching the ground.

"It should have been attracted by the air current..."

There was some black smoke rising from the center, as if the previous vibration had caused a series of chain reactions and a fire had started somewhere.

The more Mo Ling looked at it, the more he felt that it was a "black hole".

“Could it be that some laboratory was doing a black hole experiment and ended up releasing a black hole?”

Mo Ling thought carefully about the location of the loud noise. It seemed to be a large shopping mall, not a laboratory.

"Forget it. I can't figure it out. Just keep running."

Taking advantage of this period of observation, Mo Ling also took a breath.

Although the wind was still blowing, the direction was not completely backwards. The river channel was slanted, so Mo Ling was not running completely against the wind.

Because the loud noise was still continuing, Mo Ling could no longer hear the noise on the distant street, nor did he know what was happening over there.

The river water had receded to only a shallow layer at this time. Mo Ling could even see the modified river channel through the little remaining water.

A few people could be seen here and there on the trail, and they all made the same choice as Mo Ling.

There was no time to talk while fleeing, everyone was just trying their best to escape.

There was a bridge not far ahead, and Mo Ling could see from afar that it was filled with immovable vehicles.

Some people squatted on the ground, holding their heads and covering their ears, while others held onto the bridge's railings to resist the violent shaking.

The shaking on the bridge is more obvious than on land, and the people on it can no longer move.

Some people at the bridge head wanted to rescue, but they couldn't even get on the bridge.

Because of the vibration, some vehicles skidded and collided with each other, blocking the bridge head. People did not dare to climb onto the roofs rashly, in case the cars started moving again, the people on top would be in danger.

The scene was in chaos. Fortunately, Mo Ling didn't need to cross the bridge. He just needed to cross the road from the bridge head and reach the trail on the opposite side.

Arriving at the bridge, Mo Ling once again felt the crowded crowd.

Because the loud noise and vibration were still continuing, most people could only stay where they were and wait. Some children and the elderly could not move, so the adults had to stay by their side.

Children’s ears were too fragile to withstand the horrible noise, and many of them burst into tears.

The adults comforted the children with bloodshot eyes. They spoke loudly, but the sound could not reach the children's ears. Many people used tissues to block their ears, but this was just a drop in the bucket. The loud noise would be transmitted to the ears through bone conduction, and it would continue to torture everyone.

Mo Ling wanted to help, but he was powerless. He could only bypass the people stopped on the road and continue moving forward.

"I hope the noise won't last long..."

He didn't know how far the disaster extended. He had been running eastward for a long time, almost a district away, but the impact of the loud noise was still so terrible.

"Are we going to flee outside the city?"

It seemed difficult to escape from the city just by walking.

Moreover, what should we do if we run out of the city and run out of supplies?

If the shaking continues, the buildings in the city will probably not be able to withstand it and will collapse. Mo Ling has already discovered that cracks have begun to appear on the old residential buildings on both sides of the road. Once these buildings collapse, it will cause huge secondary damage.

The desire to survive drives Mo Ling to continue fleeing, but he is becoming more and more confused. When should he stop fleeing?

I stepped onto the riverside trail again. This time the river water had been completely drained. The river channel was wet, with only some puddles left.

The wind was still blowing, and there was a smell of cement dust in the air. It must be that a building somewhere ahead had collapsed, and the wind was blowing the dust here.

Because the clouds gathered too densely, the sky began to turn gray, and with the wind carrying sand and dust, it looked like the end of the world had really come.

Mo Ling took out a mask from her bag, put it on her face, and covered her mouth and nose.

He looked up at the sky. Clouds had gradually covered the entire sky. Because of the strange suction force, horizontal cracks appeared beneath the clouds, like long cuts made by a knife, extending from the horizon where clouds had not yet gathered to the center of the loud noise.

Looking at this strange scene he had never seen before, Mo Ling's heart suddenly sank. He always felt that this disaster would not end so easily. The loud noise and vibration were definitely just a precursor. When the sky turned completely black and dust filled the city, there would definitely be something even more terrible happening...

“Why am I so pessimistic?”

Mo Ling knew that he was affected by the chaotic scene on the bridge, so he quickly shook his head to get rid of all the random thoughts in his mind.

Since we are here, we might as well make the best of it. The farther we are from the center of the loud noise, the safer we will be. As long as we keep running, we will definitely be out of the range of the disaster.

Thinking of this, he strengthened his determination and quickened his pace again.

Along the river, Mo Ling passed several intersections. The scene was the same as before, and most people were unable to move.

As the dust grew thicker and the sky darkened, it became increasingly difficult to move forward.

Mo Ling sensed a chaotic atmosphere...

When panic and anxiety spread, people will transfer their stress to others.

Mo Ling found that the quarrels between people were gradually increasing. Because of the loud noise, everyone was talking loudly, and they couldn't hear what others were saying, which led to irritability and anger, and finally turned into physical conflicts.

Those people who were seen before and were about to lend a helping hand to others are now gone. Everyone is busy taking care of themselves and is wary of the chaos around them.

The look people give you is no longer one of concern, but of caution.

Mo Ling saw some people fighting each other because they accidentally bumped into each other, some people fighting each other because of their children crying, and some people still pestering others because of the scratches on their vehicles...

Order is collapsing. This disaster didn't happen long before it tore off the fig leaf of civilization.

(End of this chapter)