The scene they faced after the disaster was often heartbreaking, with countless people buried beneath the rubble. During the rescue, they saw too many mutilated bodies, bloody scenes...
Shirley remembered the first time she participated in a rescue mission, facing such scenes. She forced herself to suppress a churning stomach, a chill on her back, and a sorrowful heart, vomiting bile during her breaks.
As for Alexander Franklin, apart from looking physically and mentally exhausted, he didn't seem to have any other physical discomfort.
"Hmm." Even Alexander himself couldn't explain why; he wasn't particularly moved. He didn't even care about his own life and death, which allowed him to face others' life and death with such calm indifference, one could even say coldness.
"Why did you want to join the rescue team?" Shirley asked.
