In the distance, the volcano's crater was still faintly visible, with a dim red glow flickering.
The volcano was still erupting.
Another two hundred miles ahead, a post-apocalyptic scene emerged.
All the crops, roads, villages, and forests... were utterly destroyed!
Charred corpses were everywhere, emitting a pungent smell, completely collapsed houses, narrow cracks on the ground several feet wide and stretching over several yards, many of which had corpses with grim expressions of struggle...
The rumbling sounds were incessant, and stones continued to roll down from the mountain top, like thunder.
In the sky, layers of volcanic ash continuously fell.
"Search and see if there's anyone still alive."
"Clear the roads, fill the cracks on the roads! Make it easier for the disaster victims to move."
Here, under such high temperatures from the volcano, ordinary people could not work at all. If these cracks were not filled, a single crack a yard wide could block everyone.
