Game of Destiny: This player is different

Typhoon, heavy rain, flood?

Why wasn't there any news report before? Didn't the Meteorological Bureau even warn about this in advance?

In the past, Qin Nuo might have thought it was a natural disaster,

but,

after the spiritual energy was revived, all kinds of bizarre things appeared one after another,

it was hard not to associate this sudden flood with supernatural phenomena.

"And the disaster area is located at the gateway of the imperial capital, less than half an hour away by high-speed rail.

With the defense force of the imperial capital, there is no need to draw people from the star sea,

unless there is a difficult situation and a high-end combat force is urgently needed."

Qin Nuo remained calm, pretending to listen carefully, but in fact he had already started brainstorming.

"Even the military training in colleges and universities cannot be maintained normally, which means that a lot of operators have been transferred away.

So the instructors responsible for supervising and guiding the training have to temporarily fill the vacancies.

Could it be that the Shadow Alliance is trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

They can even affect typhoons and rainstorms.

This is already a natural disaster-level ability."

Qin Nuo couldn't help but recall the 50-minute death battle in Tokyo,

That time, a large-scale fog suddenly appeared, catching everyone off guard,

resulting in many defense measures being unable to be used normally.

It's a pity that Guangyang is too far away,

otherwise, they can conduct an on-site survey and perhaps figure out the situation.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind,

Fu Xiaodie pulled his sleeve: "What are you in a daze? The teacher has left, let's go eat first."

The latter was slightly startled: "So soon? I thought he would continue to talk for a while.

It's not in line with the teacher's usual style."

"It's lunch time now. What if we go too late and the food gets cold?

Should we ask the teacher to pay for us to order lunch boxes?

Nutritious meals are much better than those takeouts."

The two left their seats and followed the crowd to the cafeteria.

Considering that many students are in an important stage of growth,

Xiangyang High School does not adopt a staggered dining system like other schools,

so all the teachers and students in the school go to the cafeteria to eat at almost the same time.

Thousands of people flowed and gathered from several teaching buildings, forming a rather spectacular black wave,

slowly advancing in the same direction in the hustle and bustle.

The physical education teachers, who are in good physical condition and have nothing to worry about,

jumped onto the roadside flowerbed with their legs apart,

blew stainless steel whistles in their mouths,

waved small red flags with eye-catching colors in their hands,

signaled everyone not to crowd, not to push,

walk slowly,

the canteen has enough food, no need to worry about not having food.

Some people may ask,

as a key university, how come Xiangyang doesn't even have a system of dining in batches?

With so many people crowded together, who will be responsible if a stampede occurs?

In fact, before the implementation of education reform,

there were very few people staying on campus for meals, and most teachers and students would choose to go home for meals or eat in small restaurants nearby.

However, after the first batch of tasters tasted the special nutritious meals provided by the 704th Bureau,

they were shocked and felt that there was such a delicious food in the world.

Not only is it unique in taste and appetizing,

after eating, you will feel full of energy, and the refreshing effect is comparable to 3 large cups of iced Americano.

The key is that it doesn't cost money, you can eat for free.

With all these advantages added up,

the result is that word of mouth spreads,

many people began to spontaneously recommend it, making the nutritious meal a hit on the day it was launched.

This led to a spectacular scene at lunch time, with thousands of teachers and students going to the cafeteria together.

Of course, trampling and crowding are unnecessary concerns.

As an old and strong school and the leader of the city,

Xiangyang High School receives many incomes every year, including Guo Jia grants, supplementary funds, local financial support, and alumni donations.

It can't be said that it is rich,

it is still easy to build a two or three kilometers of twelve lanes on campus.

Not to mention thousands of people running shoulder to shoulder, doubling the number is not a problem.

Qin Nuo and Fu Xiaodie mixed in the crowd and found that everyone around them was discussing the disaster in Guangyang.

Some people proposed to donate money and materials to help the disaster area.

There were also conspiracy theorists who were skeptical about the cause of the floods and discussed whether it was caused by rainfall or upstream flood discharge.

There were also people who said that if the sky fell, there would be someone taller to support it, and they just didn't care.

"Qin Nuo, how about we donate some money?"

After serving the food from the window,

Fu Xiaodie poured the soup on the rice and stirred it back and forth with chopsticks to make soup rice.

"Donate?"

Qin Nuo picked up a large piece of sizzling braised pork,

slurped it and put it in his mouth to chew: "The school leaders should organize a special event, such as a donation activity in the name of all teachers and students."

"Then you say, how much should we donate? 1,000 yuan?"

"1,000 is too much for students to donate, 100."

"100What can I do with it? It's not even enough to buy 2 kilograms of cherries. "

"100 or 200, it depends on the intention.

Guo Jia is so powerful, will he care about the little money in the pockets of ordinary people?"

Qin Nuo quickly finished the food and reminded Fu Xiaodie to eat quickly, otherwise she would have no time to sleep.

If students don't take a nap at noon, how can they be energetic in the afternoon class?

Soon the two finished lunch,

After getting two large bottles of free purified water from the water dispenser, they walked to the classroom with laughter and chatter.

Just after sitting down,

a dialog box popped up in the friend system, which was a reply from Yan Shuihan.

Yan Shuihan: [Boss Qin, what can I do for you?]

Qin Shisan: [Uh, do you know about the flood in Guangyang?]

Yan Shuihan: [Just learned that they are organizing a shareholders meeting and preparing to donate supplies in the name of the group]

Group?

As expected of a big chaebol, what they say is different.

Qin Nuo dozed off on the desk: [I also want to show my love to the disaster area,

But for some reason it is inconvenient for me to show up, so...]

Yan Shuihan is also a smart person and quickly understood: [Boss Qin, then you can transfer the money or supplies to me.

Our group guarantees that all aid materials will be used for reconstruction in the disaster area,

During the whole process, there will be no problems.

Qin Nuo did not waste any words and directly initiated a friend transfer of 249 points to the other party.

He did not have time to get the supplies, so it was most convenient to transfer the money to the other party to buy it on his behalf.

The chat box was silent for a few seconds before a new dialogue popped up again.

Yan Shuihan: [5 million, Boss Qin is really generous. I would like to thank the victims first.

As for the money, I will arrange for a specialist to purchase the relevant supplies later. How about sending you the specific list after the purchase? ]

Qin Shisan: [Thank you for the trouble.

As long as the items can be delivered, the list is not important]

Yan Shuihan: [You're welcome. By the way, Boss Qin, under what name are you donating?

Millions of dollars are enough to get your name on the donation list.

Many celebrities don't donate as much as you do]

Name...

A kind-hearted person who does not want to reveal his name,

A red scarf who does good deeds without leaving a name,

Nuo, you will never let go for the rest of your life,

Ward's athlete's foot who Levin?

Qin Nuo thought about it and finally chose a very simple name: [Owner of Shop No. 2234]