221: That touch of orange in despair

After all this, Su Yu, as he said himself, took one last look at the bullet screen.

At this time, most of the fans on the bullet screen were still fiercely discussing matters related to the earthquake.

Only a few sharp-eyed viewers noticed that the Streamer had secretly changed the room name at some point.

"Huh? Look quickly, did the Streamer change the room's name?"

"If the brother upstairs hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have noticed! It's true! When did the Streamer change the room name? 'Challenging seventy-two hours without going offline'? Holy crap! Is the Streamer trying to kill himself?!"

"Really? Live streaming for seventy-two consecutive hours without going offline? Won't the Streamer just drop dead?"

"When it says 'not going offline,' it doesn't mean 'not resting,' it just means keeping the live camera on the whole time. Did your language comprehension skills come from your P.E. teacher?"

"Speaking of which, why did the Streamer suddenly change the room name? And why stream for seventy-two consecutive hours? I thought after finishing these two figurine/model kits, the Streamer would just bail, given his personality."

"I don't know, could it be because of the Wenchuan Great Earthquake?"

"But earthquakes are natural disasters, not something the Streamer can control. What does it have to do with him? And didn't the Streamer take the lead in donating directly in the live stream? With that kind of vision and execution, I ask, who else but the Streamer could do it?!"

In the live stream, fans offered their own guesses.

Some thought Su Yu's sudden actions must be related to the earthquake, while others thought it was unrelated, perhaps just a sudden whim from the Streamer to simply complete a challenge.

But no matter what, everyone's guesses went unanswered by Su Yu.

After everyone realized and began to widely question, Su Yu had already turned off the bullet screen and was fully focused on quickly entering the replication state.

Without advanced scientific instruments and equipment, his so-called replication was actually purely manual work.

Of course, to improve efficiency, Su Yu also understood the principle that sharpening the knife doesn't delay chopping wood. For tasks like upgrading and manufacturing hex technology insect organ parts, which don't require much technical expertise, he specially created an intelligent machine for 24-hour uninterrupted production.

The purpose of this machine is simple: it can quickly produce large quantities of various body parts needed for modifying hex technology biological figurine/model kits through pre-set programs and robotic arms.

"Proboscis," "small crop," "reinforced prosthetic limb," "power-transmitting connecting spine," and so on.

Su Yu's task, on the other hand, was to continuously complete one biological dissection and modification surgery after another at the fastest speed, combining the mass-produced parts from the robotic arm with the bodies of Mosquito and Ant.

This kind of micron-level precision surgery, at present, only he, with his system, can complete; looking globally, no one else can do it.

Even the world's most advanced super-intelligent AI assistant cannot achieve it.

Moreover, after completion, Su Yu still had an important problem to solve.

The preservation and rearing of living organisms!

In layman's terms, although these modified insect figurine/model kits have one foot in the realm of technological products, their core is still biological.

Since they are biological, they must still adhere to basic biological rules; they also need to eat and survive... Meanwhile, Su Yu's intense focus on creating hex technology biological figurine/model kits left some viewers in the live stream perplexed.

They didn't understand what necessary connection there was between the earthquake and the Streamer's actions.

But a small number of viewers vaguely guessed Su Yu's intention.

More fans' attention was still drawn to the shocking earthquake that stunned the entire nation.

As time passed, rescue personnel blocked on the mountain roads had begun to quickly clear obstacles.

In the air, transport helicopters first dropped batches of relief supplies!

At the same time, some advance rescue teams also parachuted via helicopter, rapidly descending into severely affected areas to carry out emergency rescue and disaster relief at the first possible moment.

Ahead, reporters accompanying the first batch of rescue personnel into the disaster area sent back real-time footage!

Through the blurry, shaky camera, viewers sitting in front of their televisions saw scenes from the disaster front line.

The usually bustling streets were now filled with various house fragments, fallen trees, and other building debris. Disheveled, ash-covered people were visible everywhere.

They were either listless, weeping uncontrollably, or stunned into silence.

Compared to the disaster decades ago, although many more people fortunately survived today, the heartbreaking pain and deep-seated anguish still profoundly shocked everyone.

A Middle-aged Man, looking to be in his early thirties with dark skin, stood atop a pile of rubble. His eyes were red, his body trembled, and his quivering lips revealed his inner panic, fear, and helplessness at that moment!

He frantically dug through the rubble!

Sharp ceramic shards cut his hands, and blood seeped into the ground along the broken rebar and concrete, but he showed no reaction.

While digging with all his might, he repeatedly called out to his buried relatives with a hoarse, trembling voice.

From beneath the ground, faint cries and screams made him anxious.

But a thousand-pound reinforced concrete wall was pressing directly above the source of the cries!

No matter how much strength he exerted, the concrete wall remained motionless. It was as if it had become the 'Sea-Stabilizing Needle' of the Dragon Palace, embedded deep in the earth, and at the same time, it fiercely pierced his tattered heart.

Seeing no hope of moving the massive concrete wall alone, the man looked around in helpless despair.

Although there were other survivors nearby, everyone was also desperately trying to save their own loved ones!

The man knelt on the rubble, and tears finally began to drip, wetting the broken concrete blocks. He clutched the ground tightly with both hands, biting his lip fiercely, his mouth bloody but still not making a sound.

He convulsed, like a fish stranded on a beach after the tide receded, struggling desperately towards the receding sea, but getting cut and bruised by the sand along the way.

Its gills opened and closed, but in the end, it could only watch helplessly as the seawater gradually retreated, powerless!

The despair, sorrow, and torment made it difficult for him to breathe.

Who knows how much time passed.

The sounds from underground gradually weakened.

Finally, no matter how much the man shouted, he received no response from below.

At last, the moment of separation arrived.

But the man suddenly looked up and saw rescue personnel, dressed in bright orange, rushing from a distance!

That was a splash of orange in the despair.

Unfortunately, they arrived a little too late!