My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 886

Chapter 886

He broke free of the village head and dashed toward the crack.

“Honey! What would I do if something were to happen to you?” His wife’s tears began to flow uncontrollably as she hugged their baby close. The baby, sensing the distress of the situation, began to wail, too.

The village head’s face drained of all color as the crack in the ground grew wider and wider. He hurriedly grabbed the woman by her arm and dragged her away. “We must go. If we don’t leave now, we’ll all be dead!”

Once they left, a huge chunk of cement plummeted to the ground, producing a hole in the surface of the earth.

As the ground quaked, the villagers hastily abandoned their homes and fled the scene.

The anguished cries of the victims could be heard everywhere.

In the face of natural disasters, humans are powerless to protect themselves from the overwhelming power of nature.

Gradually, a putrid stench began permeating the air, causing discomfort and disgust to those who were unfortunate enough to be in its presence.

The source of the stench was unknown, but it might have come from the depths of the earth or the corpses of the livestock.

The powerful earthquake continued, causing houses to rumble and eventually collapse.

Large, heavy boulders tumbled down the nearby mountains, eventually rolling over the frightened people who were attempting to shelter themselves from the earthquake.

In just a few minutes, the town was razed to the ground.

The devastating earthquake caused numerous homes to collapse and roads to rupture.

Xanfield was once a bustling town, but its buildings and streets had been reduced to rubble and ruin.

It was a living nightmare, a horrid sight to behold, as everything had been destroyed.

The relentless downpour of rain mixed with the ruins of rubble had caused devastation to many lives.

The aftermath of the destruction had left a profound impact on all those affected. Children became orphans, while parents were forced to cope with the unbearable pain of losing their children.

The realization that they had lost their homes caused a heavy atmosphere of sadness and pain to hang in the air.

Time seemed to have stopped, for everyone was crying in despair.

The villagers were in a state of shock, some of them standing there motionless while others were fervently praying, wishing they had four legs so they could swiftly flee the area.

The sudden disaster had destroyed their lives entirely.

As the earth shook and the sky rumbled with thunder, they felt as if they had been transported back in time to the past.

The event left many people without homes. The children, who were once adored and cherished by their parents, were now left as orphans, robbed of the smiles on their faces.

When Ashlyn and the medical staff of First Hospital arrived in Xanfield, they were greeted by the sight of hundreds of villagers seeking refuge on the nearest hill.

The streets were filled with rubble, and fear was etched on the faces of those who had survived the destruction. It was a heartbreaking scene.

The tragedy of Xanfield was felt beyond the town itself, with its neighboring towns also suffering the same fate. In fact, the entire city of Xenhall was affected.

Xanfield had been razed to the ground.

The cities that neighbored Xenhall had dispatched soldiers to the area to provide assistance. Government employees and volunteers had also traveled all the way here to do their part by working tirelessly in the downpour to save the victims, clad in raincoats.

Humans are small and insignificant in comparison to the immense power of natural disasters.

Before the earthquake struck, many of the people in the area might have been watching television, consuming meals, conversing with their relatives, and socializing with their friends. However, the earthquake had a devastating impact, changing the lives of those involved forever.

“Bring down all the medical supplies,” Ashlyn ordered everyone behind her. She put on a raincoat over her white clothes and rushed off the plane. “If you are strong and able, come with me to help the villagers who are trapped beneath the debris. Girls, stay here and take care of the villagers who have been hurt.”

After that, she stopped a man who was nearest to her. “Sir, may I know who the most senior person in charge here is?”

“Oh, I heard he’s a government official. I think his surname is Field?” the man replied. He was covered in mud, making it difficult to make out his features. “He’s right there. If you walk west, you’ll find him.”

Ashlyn nodded and went west as told, her boots splashing around in the mud.

Field? Could it be James?

A few minutes later, she saw a middle-aged man with a pale complexion in the rain donning a raincoat. The rainwater was spilling down his raincoat, and he appeared to be thoroughly soaked.