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Now reading: Chapter 307 - 153: Death by Asphyxiation from Simulation Game: Crisis Management, a Fantasy novel by Soil土士.

The enhancents in swimming specialization basically align with the swimming training programs of military and police forces worldwide at this stage.

However, Gu Ji believes that the applicability of endurance improvent is clearly stronger given the current challenges.

As the words vanished, Gu Ji imdiately felt much more comfortable, as if all his fatigue had been swept away, leaving him full of energy.

[New goal: Lead at least 2000 people out of the current disaster area!]

After the task was refreshed, Gu Ji was pondering how to get a vehicle. Regardless, initial supplies still needed to be accumulated. Conveniently, the driver beside him was bowing in thanks repeatedly, so he requested to be taken to a car rental place.

Fortunately, Disbure is the capital of Assam.

Moreover, with three national nature reserves, including the world-famous Kaziranga, there’s naturally no shortage of car rental companies offering self-drive services to visitors from around the globe.

Seeing Gu Ji’s skin color and governnt official status, the rental owner offered him a very cheap price for a Gurkha SUV that was almost identical to the last remodel, only this ti the paint was red.

Driving the car, Gu Ji purchased various basic essential supplies in batches.

This ti, due to halving the purchase volu and being familiar with the routes, he completed the accumulation of supplies in less than two hours. After booking a room at the hotel, he imdiately drove to the north dam of Gauhati.

Although he still couldn’t figure out why in the last round, before the heavy rain arrived at 10 PM, Assam had already experienced a massive flood. In this round, as long as enough evidence is gathered to force the state governnt to implent evacuation strategies early, the disaster might be successfully avoided. Otherwise, he would be unable to et the requirents of task goal two.

If there’s a random punishnt again, like losing an arm or a kidney.

How could he continue to live?

Thus, before the rain turned into a storm, Gu Ji arrived at the Gauhati riverside.

At this mont, although the Brahmaputra River hadn’t entirely flooded the shore, the roaring, rapid water and the waves hitting the bank had ominous signs of breaching.

Many old fishern also sensed sothing was wrong. So tied their boats firmly with ropes to the wooden stakes on the shore, while others called their families to help drag the boats onto land.

Gauhati, backed by rivers, mountains, and lakes, has a thriving fishing industry for this reason.

Gu Ji recorded videos of everything and continued driving to the dam.

Again, his governnt official status provided assistance. The person in charge assud he was there to investigate agricultural irrigation water storage for the State Agricultural Departnt, so they readily showed all the data without much thought.

"Indeed, the dam’s water storage at this ti has already dangerously approached the warning line. Relying on just a few sluice gates, how could it possibly cope with the heavy rainfall brought by the tropical depression..."

Gu Ji frowned and couldn’t help but remind the person in charge to open the sluice gates for flood relief as soon as possible.

But the other party just gave an awkward smile, stating that without orders from the Water Resources Departnt, they couldn’t open the gates at will.

Helpless, after leaving the dam.

According to mory, Gu Ji dialed Fatima’s phone number.

From the brief cooperation in the last round, he noticed that this woman was one of the few governnt officials in Assam who had both professional knowledge and a strong sense of responsibility.

"Hello, may I ask who this is..."

"I’m Vidhi Dali, an investigator at the Disbure Office of the State Agricultural Departnt. We t once at a state governnt eting before."

Gu Ji casually made up a reason, primarily to lower the other party’s guard, and then reiterated his predictions about the rainstorm floods once again.

But unlike the last round, this ti he recorded all the anomalous situations on his phone.

After adding Fatima on WhatsApp, he sent the videos and photos one by one, specifically emphasizing the risk of the dam breach. Being an expert in teorology and flooding, she naturally understood that this wasn’t baseless and indicated she would imdiately verify with the teorological office and report to the higher-ups.

During this waiting period, Gu Ji was unwilling to waste ti.

He approached Mr. Kiran in Gauhati, and without surprise, his status as a governnt official proved its value once more.

It shows just how helpful a good in-ga identity is for advancing storylines, saving a lot of ti and reducing difficulty.

Dressed in a black suit, Kiran sat behind his desk, stroking his bushy beard, seriously viewing the video evidence on Gu Ji’s phone.

Lacking the previous round’s support of etings and gratitude, Kiran’s attitude was sowhat indifferent toward him.

"Since you’re from the State Agricultural Departnt, why not directly hand these over to your superiors or the Disaster Managent Departnt instead of coming to , which is really..."

"Mr. Kiran, I’ve already reported all the data. I ca to see you hoping the county governnt could issue an early warning because Gauhati’s geographical conditions are unique, being close to both the river and reservoirs, with nurous hills and lakes in the county. It is most susceptible to impacts from heavy rain floods. Currently, the Disaster Managent Departnt is communicating with the teorological office, and you can verify anyti. There should be results by tonight."

"Now the rain is getting heavier and heavier. Issuing an early warning a few hours in advance costs the county governnt nothing but can save many families’ lives and property!"

Possibly from having attended nurous etings before, Gu Ji’s tone was calm and steady, carrying an inexplicable sense of credibility.

Kiran stroked his bushy beard, glanced at the heavy rain outside the window, seemingly agreeing with his reasoning, and picked up the phone to call the fire chief.

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