1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 297: One man destroyed the city, one man built the city (2)

Qingdao belongs to the semi-diurnal tide area, so there are two high tides and two low tides every day;

In addition, because the sun is far away from the Northern Hemisphere in winter, the gravitational force becomes smaller, and the tide at this time is higher than in summer. Every winter, near the high tide point, there will be staff on the pier to remind you to pay attention to the high tide to prevent the sea water from flooding the pier and getting tourists' feet wet.

However, although the high tide point is different every day, the current technology and measurement level cannot give the exact time and water level; but generally speaking, the tide level is highest at 14 am and 50 pm on the first day of the lunar calendar every month, and lowest at noon and midnight. Then, with a -day cycle, it will be delayed by about minutes every day, eventually forming a cycle.
Therefore, as long as you go to the pier during the day, you will rarely encounter water flooding the pier.

But the sea is capricious.

Although sudden high tides are not common, they do exist. And similar to the Qiantang River, when there is a sudden high tide in Qingdao, it is much more violent than usual.

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Amid screams, Yang Mo felt a chill under his feet and frowned as he looked at the waves of sea water surging onto the pier.

The sea water rose very quickly, and only three waves had already submerged Yang Mo's ankles. The biting north wind blew the freezing sea water, and a strong cramping feeling spread up from his calves.

"go!"

Without any hesitation, Yang Mo immediately hugged Mu Liya, whose face had begun to turn pale, and walked quickly towards the shore, without even looking at the crowd gathered in front of him.

Having once spent two months recuperating in Hainan, he knew very well how turbulent the water would be once the tide started to rise.

Unlike in the south, the biggest threat from high tides in winter on the northern coast is not the higher water level than in summer, but the low temperature that is low enough to freeze people to death.

Fortunately, the two were located in the middle and back part of the pier, not far from the shore, only about 40 meters away. In addition, high tides affect both land and sea, so compared to the others gathered at Huilan Pavilion, the two had more time to escape.

This is the north, and it is winter, and the wind and waves today are not small. Not to mention that this sudden high tide may flood the pier more than half a meter. Even if it only floods the bridge deck by 30 centimeters, the dual blessing of low temperature of more than ten degrees below zero and the impact of waves may put lives in danger.

After taking two quick steps, Mu Liya, who was being held and dragged forward by Yang Mo, stumbled. If Yang Mo hadn't been quick, this young lady would have surely fallen flat on her face.

"My leg is cramping... and I think I sprained it."

Mu Liya bit her lip and explained softly, but the fear and panic in her eyes, which came from the unknown, could not be concealed.

Looking at Yiren's leather boots that were already wet and her calves that were beginning to cramp involuntarily, Yang Mo bent down without any hesitation and quickly took off her shoes and socks.

"Bear with it for a moment. I'll massage your legs once we get ashore. Hold on tight!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Mo held Mu Liya horizontally in front of him, glanced at the seawater that had begun to spread to his calves, and said in a deep voice: "Free up one hand, tear off my scarf, wipe the seawater off your feet, and then cover your feet with it!"

As he spoke, he waded towards the shore with some difficulty.

This is a method he learned from a friend in his later life. The human body temperature is over 30 degrees, the sea water temperature is 2-3 degrees, and the air temperature is more than 10 degrees below zero. If you touch the water and are blown by the sea breeze, the drop in body temperature can be fatal. Therefore, if you don't want your muscles to cramp during the alternation of these three completely different temperatures, the most sensible way is to keep the wet body parts as close to the sea as possible.

The beauty in his arms was not heavy. Even with her thick woolen coat, she only weighed about 100 kilograms. Even if Yang Mo was physically weak, he could still hold her with his 1.80-meter-tall physique.

However, the icy sea water and biting cold wind were a huge threat. Even though Yang Mo followed the method of his friend in his previous life, the muscles in his calves still trembled involuntarily. If Yang Mo had not taken a breath of Qi from his Dantian and deliberately adjusted his muscles and mentality, he would have fallen into the sea with cramps in his legs due to the huge temperature difference.

Hearing the increasingly terrified screams and the sound of stepping on water from behind, Yang Mo turned his head and said urgently: "Don't rush to press or cover your feet. Sit up straight, put your arms around my neck, and pull your feet up as much as possible in front of me... Quick!"

Mu Liya was stunned. She didn't know why Yang Mo said that. But when she heard the other party's anxious tone, she didn't have time to think about it. She endured the pain in her calf, exerted force on her waist, and obediently did as Yang Mo instructed.

Miss Mu had just endured the pain and pulled her calf in front of Yang Mo when a large group of people fleeing in panic rushed over from behind.

When people are in danger, how can they care about the road or any ethics?
From time to time, these people fell into the cold sea, wailing because of leg cramps. Some people were so panicked that they pushed away or even knocked down the people in front of them so that they could quickly leave this hellhole.

If Yang Mo had not prepared himself for the impact early on, and even freed up one hand to grab the railing of the pier, he and Mu Liya in his arms would have been knocked into the cold sea water that had risen to their knees like the others.

Looking at those unfortunate guys who climbed out of the sea, trembling and cursing loudly with crying voices, Miss Mu felt a fear. If Yang Mo had not asked her to adjust her posture early, with the bull-like force of these people charging at her, even if her neck was not broken, her calf would definitely be fractured.

Yang Mo turned his head to look at the tourists who stood up tremblingly and seemed likely to fall down again at any time. He then glanced at another wave of people behind him who were rushing towards him, shouting in fear, and sighed in his heart.

Natural disasters are not to be feared, but man-made disasters are more to be feared.

Even though what happened before our eyes was actually an accident that could not even be considered a natural disaster, this sentence had already been demonstrated vividly.

However, as he had seen all kinds of strange things in later life, he did not have so much sympathy. He just glanced at those unfortunate guys who were wet and shaking all over, then turned his body to the side, and continued to hold on to the railing, overcoming the increasing impact force, and waded towards the shore with difficulty in the sea water that had already reached his thighs.

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Thirty meters is a very short distance normally and can be walked in one minute; but now, it is a long and torturous distance...especially after being squeezed and pushed by no less than six waves of people.

Five minutes later, Yang Mo, who had finally escaped the disaster, stood on the shore panting, looking with lingering fear at the pier with only a small half of the railing left on the water.

This sudden high tide was more severe than he had imagined. In summer, the sea water would only reach above the ankles, but now it was more than a meter above the bridge deck, which showed how fickle nature is.

Haha, the Wuchen year which has not yet completely passed is indeed not a good year. Not only is the economy experiencing a cold winter, but the winter is also colder than in previous years. I finally came to Qingdao to visit the pier, but I ended up encountering a sudden high tide of this scale... Does this foreshadow something?

Miss Mu, with a look of pain on her face, let Yang Mo roll up her trouser legs and keep pressing on her calves carved from white jade. At the same time, she looked with some pity at the men and women who were crying and struggling to walk towards the shore in the waist-deep freezing sea water.

"Yang Mo, why don't you stop ringing and find a phone booth to call the police. It's so cold, if those people continue to soak in the water, something bad will happen."

Although they were only in contact with the sea water for less than half a minute, the shuddering coldness and powerlessness left her with lingering fears. She couldn't imagine how these people would feel after soaking in the sea water for half an hour in this weather with temperatures of more than ten degrees below zero and a raging north wind.

Yang Mo, whose mouth was a little blue from the cold, turned his head to look into the distance, then turned his head back: "No need, if something like this happens, someone would have called long ago... and there are lifeguards here, they have already started to take action." Mu Liya looked and saw that five small boats were already rowing towards the crowd, and on the boats were several lifeguards in leather jackets.

"When will the police arrive? How many people can be saved with these three small boats?" There was some worry in Mu Liya's eyes.

According to convention, there is one lifeguard for every 100 meters in Qingdao's coastal area. As a landmark attraction in Qingdao, the pier is equipped with more lifeguards than other areas, although accidents rarely happen there... But even so, there are only three. Now there are a total of five small boats and seven or eight lifeguards. I guess the lifeguards nearby found something wrong and rushed over to support.

The scale of the beach rescue team under the City Appearance and Landscape Management Office is not large at present. Even if all of them arrive in advance, they will not be able to play a big role. Therefore, if we really want to rescue all the people in the shortest time, we still need a large-scale deployment of the public security department... Due to the special nature of Qingdao, it is not suitable for the troops to be deployed unless there are special circumstances.

But the problem is, the pier has always been a place where people gather. Even though there are far fewer tourists in winter than in summer, there are still hundreds of people who ran to the pier to feed the seagulls and take pictures today... Even though nearly half of the tourists have staggered back to the shore, the number of people stranded on the pier at this time is definitely not less than 150.

Such strong winds and waves will inevitably seriously affect the rescue. How many tourists can be rescued at once with only five small boats and seven or eight lifeguards?
Yang Mo was silent for a while. "From the time we received the call to the time we got here, it would take at least twenty minutes, right? After all, the streets in Qingdao's old city are narrow and inconvenient to pass through. It would take some time to organize the manpower and tools... I just hope these people can hold on and not be swept into the sea before the team arrives."

With a sudden high tide like this in winter, the biggest risk is that the people in distress may suffer muscle spasms and be swept into the sea by the surging tide. With a high tide like today's, which is over one meter, the tremendous force contained in the water is hard to imagine for people who don't often go to the seaside.

Once you are swept into the sea, your life and death are really in the hands of God... Even if you get rescued in time, if you suffer from hypothermia, with the current medical level, it would be a blessing if you can fight the King of Hell to a 50-50 chance.

Thinking of the consequences of being swept into the sea in such weather, Mu Liya's face turned pale, she looked sideways, and then said hesitantly: "There are so many people soaking in the water, we can't just watch them, we have to do something, right?"

"How about you help me up and let's go mobilize the crowd together? I see there are quite a lot of people on the shore, and most of them are young people. If we all work together and let the lifeguards give us some guidance, we should be able to rescue everyone."

Hearing this, Yang Mo looked at the people who were gathered together to watch the fun, looked at the many young people in the crowd who came over with cameras hanging around their necks to collect materials, and looked at the men who were cursing and taking off their shoes to shake off water, but he did not feel much confidence in his heart.

This is a city that combines Chinese and Western elements, and is most likely to nurture young petty bourgeoisie people. The necks of people with expensive cameras hanging around them also prove that the Pier is indeed one of the gathering places for young petty bourgeoisie people.

As for the petty bourgeoisie, Yang Mo has seen a lot of them in his later life, and they are very good at talking. But if you ask them to risk jumping into the cold sea to save people, they are too selfish to have the courage to do so.

As for those men who were shaking water off their shoes, if Yang Mo remembered correctly, these people were the same group of people who were on the bridge before and pushed down the pedestrians who were blocking the way... These guys didn't even lend a hand to pull up the pedestrians they pushed into the sea, do you expect them to go back to save people?

Haha, Yang Mo doesn’t have that confidence.

Yang Mo knew very well that he was not a good person either. Having lived in the afterlife for too long, the word "selfish" had been engraved into his bones. However, it was precisely because of this that he understood these people better; therefore, he could only smile at Miss Mu's naive ideas.

However, the greatest sorrow in life is that after half of your conscience is eaten by a dog, the other half is left alive, and then at some inadvertent moment it suddenly reveals its existence and disrupts your spiritual heart.

Therefore, when he heard a few faint cries of children, Yang Mo turned his head to look at the pier where the tide had stopped rising, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Give me your wallet. I still have more than 400 yuan in my pocket. A big reward will always attract brave men. I believe that if I slap the money in front of everyone, I should be able to gather some people."

Muriya looked at him in disbelief, as if she was looking at a soul that had fallen beyond redemption.

After a flash of disappointment and regret in her eyes, Muliya struggled to get up from the ground.

"Yang Mo, it's not that I'm reluctant to give you my wallet, nor am I reluctant to give up the more than 300 yuan in my bag, but... Yang Mo, your idea is too insulting!"

Mu Liya raised her swan-like neck: "Yang Mo...I'm a little disappointed in you!"

Looking at the young lady demurely pushing away his hands and limping barefoot towards the crowd of onlookers, Yang Mo smiled self-deprecatingly.

A little disappointed?
Ah……

I turned my head and looked at a father on the pier who was holding his daughter on his neck and moving slowly towards the shore with the help of the railing.

The little girl's panicked and helpless cry sounded particularly harsh to him.

After thinking for a while, Yang Mo took off his leather shoes which had begun to freeze, wrapped the slightly damp scarf around his feet, and then trotted to the newsstand in front of the bridge.

Pulling away the fur lady who was excitedly sharing what she had just seen and heard with an acquaintance, Yang Mo hung up the phone for her and then quickly dialed a number.

"Excuse me, this is an emergency call!"

Yang Mo held the microphone around his neck and looked expressionlessly at the woman whose expression was beginning to become ferocious. Then he casually took out ten yuan and patted the elder sister on the shoulder, without any fluctuation in his voice.

The eyes are as sharp as knives...

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PS: The infusion has little effect. Although the cough is relieved, I still have a fever at night.

I originally wanted to finish writing a large chapter, but my physical condition seems to be a bit difficult.

Forget it, let’s talk about it after I recover.

I heard that some schools have already started their holidays. I’m so envious…

What’s really annoying is that azithromycin was out of stock in the pharmacy. I don’t know if someone was following the trend and hoarding the drug, but I had to take a taxi to two places at noon before I could buy it, and I wasted 47 yuan... I could have bought more than ten packs of spicy noodles with that much money!

What era is this? Azithromycin is not a scarce medicinal material, and the production capacity is also high. Why do we still need to follow the trend and stock up? I am also drunk!

In addition, a book friend suggested that I open a book club, but I think that it is not necessary for a flop book with less than 200 readers. Besides, I am ugly, short, black, fat, introverted, and have severe social phobia. It takes me three days to prepare myself mentally just to chat with strangers.
So, let's just let this matter go.

Forgive me!

(End of this chapter)