Am I really hallucinating?

Chapter 333 This is just an airplane

Niu Qianliu and Luo Ye began making final preparations, while Zheng Fan took the opportunity to go and check on Doris.

Doris is now Zheng Fan's only remaining surviving member in Dadu.

Upon arriving at the scene, the place was somewhat unfamiliar. It should have been a relatively open area, but many tents and similar structures could be seen collapsed, clearly due to the earthquake.

The trees were leaning to one side and to the other, and many mounds of earth rose abruptly, extending with cracks.

It looked like a large event was supposed to be taking place here, but the earthquake struck before the event could even begin.

Looking into the distance, things weren't too different from what I expected. Stanley Street hadn't suffered too much damage from the earthquake; at least most of the buildings were still relatively intact.

"Mr. Music!" Zheng Fan was spotted by Doris as soon as he arrived.

Turning around, I saw Doris and the other members of the monastery band, all carrying their instruments. Behind them, a large crowd had gathered in the open space.

"A music festival?" Zheng Fan saw how fully armed they were and remembered that Doris and the others seemed to have some kind of event scheduled around this time.

“So Mr. Music still remembers! That’s wonderful,” Doris said with a smile.

Actually, Zheng forgot that he didn't come for the music festival; he just wanted to check on Doris.

It seems there's no impact right now; at least the members of the monastery band are all safe and sound, and the atmosphere isn't too heavy.

"The organizers said they were only inviting you, Xiao Yang, right?" Zheng Fan looked at everyone's expressions, and it seemed that they had already received the band's approval to attend.

"That was the original plan, but after Mr. Tickman's communication, they agreed to give us a performance slot. Summer music festivals are very friendly to newcomers like us," Doris said with a smile.

Zheng searched around and asked, "Where's Tickman?"

“He’s contacting his family. Although he confirmed it right after the earthquake, he still makes several calls every day now that the signal has been restored.” Doris pointed to the back of Tickman as he was on the phone.

Zheng Fan turned back and saw the collapsed stage in the distance.

This place was originally intended to be the site of a music festival, but it has now been urgently used as a shelter camp.

You can see the staff from the street management office busy going back and forth.

"Is everything alright at home?" Zheng Fan asked absentmindedly, looking at the desolate scene.

Doris looked at Zheng Fan and said, "There's no problem. There are other people at home, so there won't be any issues. We went home before, and we're just coming back to check on things again."

Their gazes followed Zheng Fan as he turned to the front: "The day the earthquake happened was in the afternoon. Many people gathered here. There was a small band warming up the crowd on stage. Many listeners and tourists brought blankets and rested on the lawn over there, waiting for their favorite bands and singers to start. There were also quite a few family members who brought their children to play."

Hearing Doris's words, Zheng replied, "At least it's safer here than in the city."

The park is spacious, and the only things around it that could potentially collapse and injure people during an earthquake are the trees.

"That's true, but since there were so many people gathered here, the chaos lasted for quite some time after the incident. Although the police were there to maintain order that day, it was still a bit too sudden, and the real harm came from the interactions between people," Doris nodded.

"After all, they are people, and too many people will cause trouble." Zheng Fan didn't seem to care.

At this moment, Tickman returned after finishing his call, but he looked somewhat anxious.

"What's wrong, Uncle?" Gao Song noticed this and asked.

“Biddock has contacted me again,” Tickman said seriously.

Everyone fell silent for a moment.

"Who is Bidok again?" Zheng Fan asked.

Oh, Mr. Music, you forgot?

“It’s Mr. Tickman’s friend, the one who helped him a lot on Jiangwen Street.” Only Doris could remind Zheng Fan. Zheng Fan nodded seriously, as if his earlier act of feigning ignorance had never happened: “Didn’t he say not to contact me before? How come he found an opportunity now?”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt it wasn't convenient to talk to them like this, so he went behind a crooked tree nearby.

When he came out again, he was already wearing a robot shell shaped like a radish and carrying an electric guitar.

“…You’re here.” Tickman managed to squeeze out a sentence when he saw Zheng Fan like this.

“They just arrived. Now our band is all here, although performing might be difficult now.” Zheng Fan shrugged, then continued, “What did Biddock say to you when he suddenly contacted you again during the earthquake?”

“He said something big happened on Jiangwen Street,” Tickman said seriously.

Zheng recalled, "There were no aftershocks in that area, and I didn't pay much attention when I passed by before."

To help Luo Ye and Niu Qianliu gather the materials, he ran through almost the entire capital in half a day. At that intensity, he didn't have the mind to pay attention to which side was which; he was just a ruthless killing machine.

He really didn't have any recollection of the current situation in Jiangwen Street.

“It seems that the signal in Jiangwen Street has not been restored yet,” Tao Zhi said. “The communication signals in most neighborhoods were restored quickly after the earthquake. Among the large gray neighborhoods, Jiangwen Street is the only one that has not been fully restored. That place is now a completely blank area to the outside world.”

Tickman nodded: "The Longevity Society is about to bare its fangs."

The Longevity Society, which had been lying low for many years, found an excellent opportunity during the period of earthquake turmoil.

This may be one of the main purposes of the secret cooperation between the Longevity Society and the Ash Clan.

"Jiang Si's zombie sister is still in that place. We'll have to find a way to go there later." Zheng Fan suddenly remembered that there was a little zombie that had been forgotten there for a while.

I hope the zombies are alright.

Suddenly, Gao Song, who hadn't said much, spoke up: "An aftershock is coming."

After he finished speaking, he waited a few seconds, and as he had said, the ground began to undulate and shake.

The refuge camp in the park suddenly became even noisier, with many people embracing their loved ones, their fear and terror spreading and intensifying.

Fortunately, the aftershocks were not very strong and lasted only a few moments.

But people were still in shock.

It was getting closer to evening.

The Grand Aircraft is actually hidden deep in the park's forest, allowing Doris and her companions to easily travel between the park and the mansion even in this chaotic situation.

Dolly took Zheng Fan to see the Grand Canal after a long time.

When I arrived, I found Da Yun taking a shower.

Yes, as an aircraft with a near-fighter jet appearance, it is lying under an artificial waterfall in the park, taking a shower.

Although it has no face, Zheng Fan could sense that it was looking quite content.

This plane is really into luxury.

Upon seeing Zheng Fan, it quickly turned to face him and then took out its loudspeaker: "Long time no see, boss."

"How is life in retirement?"

"Very good, but routine maintenance hasn't been neglected either, so it's ready to go at any time." The aircraft's voice pack was very serious, and its broadcasting tone made one imagine a reliable adult male sitting on a television screen reading a script.

But it's just an airplane.

(End of this chapter)