Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The rain was obviously smaller.
When looking upward from the ground, it felt like a group of Cupids were peeing from the sky.
One day ago, the heavy storm was like Spartan warriors peeing. When the rain hit a person on the face, not only was it painful, but there was also a strong temperament in it.
The boss of the s*x toy shop in Cuba Town had a raincoat on while he hid under a canopy and smoked on the last cigarette that he had without wasting any of it. He stood up in a despondent mood, turned around, and asked the boss of the pet shop beside him, âTamron, Iâll use a box of Jissbon in exchange for one of your cigarettes.â
The 70-year-old Tamron was cooking soup in the middle of the space under the canopy. He used the spoon to stir the liquid inside the stainless pot and said scornfully, âYou want my life, right? Iâll save the cigarette for myself.â
âThe rain is going to stop soon, and the road is almost repaired. The cigarette you have left may not be worth anything by then.â The boss of the s*x toy shop threatened Tamron.
âDonât tell me that you can finish that box of Jissbon before the rain stops?â Tamron chuckled. âIâm willing to use this cigarette in exchange for a cow, or maybe a few calves, which I can sell as pets. Think carefully, what else can you sell?â
In Cuba Town, cigarettes were the most precious items at the moment, and the price of cows had dropped the most. The town did not just lack sufficient feed, but also space for cows to rest and move around. Even the carcasses of the dead cows became very troublesome.
Tamron used to have a habit to stock up on many things. When he got older, he could not be like other town residents, who could go for a grocery haul once every week or every two weeks. He usually asked others to get things for him, or sometimes, he would go out to buy necessary with a pickup truck.
Before the flood, Tamron had just finished a major transfer of resources. So, now, he was probably the richest man in Cuba Town.
âIâll take a silicone reverse mold doll in exchange for your cigarettes. Itâs a new one, but I want two cigarettes!â the boss said while gritting his teeth. There were few people who wanted to exchange cigarettes in the town and even fewer people who wanted to exchange goods with him.
Tamron was a little tempted. He thought about it and asked, âWhose reverse mold is it? By the way, I want a thicker one with and a lot of materials inside.â
âWhich type?â The boss frowned.
âJust like the sloppy field in front. The type that is abandoned.â Tamron pointed ahead of him.
The boss rubbed his eyes and looked over. A few seconds later, he cursed angrily and said, âWho will get such a thick silicone doll? Thatâs a real woman, idiot!â
He did not have the time to say anything else, he cleared his throat and shouted, âHelp, help, somebody had an accidentâ¦â
While he shouted, two great swimmers in charge of guarding the spot tied ropes around their waists, carried the assault boat and headed to the river with the now incredibly high water level.
Both of them used nearly an hour to pull a plump person back to the road currently under repair in Cuba Town.
The town residents surrounded them.
During the time where there was no electrical supply and phone signal, everyoneâs curiosity tingled like that of a kitten.
âGive him CPR!â
âArtificial respiration.â
âPush out the water and feel the pulse.â
The crowd was eager to give their own suggestions. Then, they saw the two muscular men sitting on the plump person.
âCoughâ¦â
That plump person spat out water before he slowly recovered. He cradled his chest and gasped heavily.
The town residents around him cheered, and the two rescue team members kept bowed to the crowd. This was what they just learned from Tian Guozheng, and they felt good about themselves.
The boss of the s*x toys shop stared at Tamron with a scornful look, then looked at that plump person and said, âYou want a silicone doll as big as this? Do you know how much materials are needed to build it?â
â¦â¦
âWhere am I?â Naldo opened his eyes and asked immediately.
âCuba Town,â everyone answered at once.
âCuba!â Naldoâs immediately opened his dazed eyes widely.
âWhere did you come from? How did you get here?â Tamron looked at Naldo with a cordial expression and passed a thermos cup to Naldo before he said, âDrink some beef soup. It has been cooked for the whole day.â
âIâm⦠Iâm an insurance agent.â Naldo thought about it and decided to hide the truth that he was a news reporter. However, he had indeed worked as an insurance agent before. With that title, that could explain why he had to work under such bad weather and could also help him build the foundation for his cover for his investigation later.
The town people believed him, and they became friendlier. If there were occupations that would be warmly received by the people in this sort of disaster, insurance agents would definitely be one of them.
Everyone was still looking forward to insurance companies to give them money so that they could start afresh.
âI came with another companion, did you guys see him?â Naldo moved his body and moaned softly. He knew he was injured, however, he was more concerned about the volunteers who sent him over.
If the volunteers had reached Cuba Town, he would need to change his role.
âNope.â
âThere was no one who came over the past few days.â
âAre insurance agents so professional now?â
The town residents laughed while surrounding Naldo, and they chatted.
When Naldo heard that, he was relieved. He guessed that the volunteers may have gone back or followed their original plan to go to the hospital.
When Naldo thought about this, he was a bit mad again.
If the cameraman was not a coward and came together with him, he would probably have a companion by now. Working together with someone was definitely more comfortable than working alone.
The volunteers consisting of policemen and firefighters were more annoying. If they were more serious about their work, at the very least, they would keep an eye on his assault boat. Then it would not be stolen, and Naldo would not have been rendered unconscious after falling into the water.
âHmm⦠I might need a doctor.â Naldo moved his body and made a ruckus without any hesitation. Naldo did not know how many bruises he had after being washed away by the flood into the river and floated for dozens of miles. All he could feel was burning pain.
The town residents smiled and shouted.
âGet him a doctor.â
âSomeone please go to the town and call the doctor.â
âYoung man, you wonât want a doctor from the town. Last time, he almost removed my appendix just because I ate a little more meat than usual.â
Naldo was stunned. âIsnât there a Chinese doctor over there?â
âHeâs in the hospital now,â Tamron said. Then, he asked curiously, âHow did you know that we have a Chinese doctor over here?â
âSomebody told me about it when I came over.â Naldo was very good at lying. He immediately skipped this topic of conversation and asked, âWhy are all of you repairing the road? Donât you want to wait until the rain stops?â
âTen thousand US Dollars for 0.62 miles of road,â Tamron said calmly, âThere are only a few miles of the road that canât be used now, so everyone is working hard.â
âTen thousand US Dollars for 0.62 miles of road⦠so thatâs 3.28 feet for one hundred US Dollars?â Naldo quickly calculated the figures and said in amazement, âYou still want to earn money in this kind of weather?â
âThis money was given by Miss Tian Qi. Besides, most of the roads are not required to be repaired, and everyone is quite bored as well.â The town residents agreed and nodded when Tamron said that.
âSomeone may die during the road repairs in this kind of weather, right?â Naldo slowly drew the direction of the conversation to the questions he was concerned with.
Tamron said scornfully, âThatâs because they do not have instructions from a top-class engineer.â
âWhat kind of top-class engineer?â
The people beside him also said proudly, âMiss Tian Qi invited a famous engineer to make some plans on the roads from the town to the hospital. Itâs not just the roads between these two places, he also planned the repairs of the road from the state government to town was also done. Even the execution steps are planned.â
âDo all of you have so many construction machines?â
âThe engineer made his plans according to the machines we have,â the town residents said proudly. âYou havenât seen that before, right? Thatâs what we call real customization.â
âSo⦠No one in the town died because of this?â Naldo still could not believe that.
Mocking laughter was heard from the town residents.
âHelp me up.â Naldo struggled to stand. He wanted to take a look on his own.
The people beside him helped him up. Naldo stood firmly on his feet, but a sharp pain shot up his right leg, and he could not help but shout.
Two and a half hours later, the general practitioner of Cuba Town smiled at Naldo, whose head was very much awake now. âYou have three severed toes. Iâve cut them for you and preserved them.â