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Chapter 385

    Chapter 385


    The towering buildings and star-rated hotels stood on the summit, looking magnificent. However, due to


    the power outage, it was dark. Moreover, the wind and snow howled against them.


    Before Christina and the others arrived at the hotel, they had already heard noises, including cries and


    shouts.


    They entered through the back door of the hotel. Without the heating, they were shivering from cold in


    the room.


    It was crowded and dark.


    Christina was trying to find Crystal and the others, while the people around her screamed, ran,


    trampled, and cursed.


    Fortunately, Chandler didn''t walk far from the back door of the hotel. When he saw theming back,


    he immediately stepped forward. "We seemed to hear an explosion just now, and then the power


    suddenly went out. Now everyone is panicking. What happened?"


    "Some of the staff in the hotel didn''t quite understand what was going on. They said they were going to


    turn on the backup power. But half an hourter, there is still no electricity."


    Crystal hugged Geoffrey and huddled in a corner to warm each other. The heater stopped. They were


    not wearing super warm clothes to protect themselves from the cold, and now their lips were purple


    from the cold.


    "Let''s go back to the hotel suite and get more quilts to keep warm first."


    Christina did not exin the power outage. She pulled Crystal and Geoffrey towards the stairs. Without


    power, no matter how high the floor was, they had to take the stairs.


    Charles and Barbara followed closely behind them. When they saw Chandler, they immediately told


    Chandler, "The wind and snow blew down the big trees and hit the power supply equipment, causing


    an explosion. The spare power can''t be used anymore. Don''t go out. The temperature outside is very


    low. Now hurry up and find more things to keep warm."


    Chandler''s face darkened after hearing it, then he immediately followed them up the stairs. "Christina


    took Crystal and Geoffrey to the suite to get the quilt..."


    Barbara lived in another suite on another floor. However, at the critical moment, she did not dare to act


    alone anymore. So she followed Charles and the others all the way.


    "How shall we open the hotel suite. Without electricity, we cannot open the door."


    When Charles climbed to the 8th floor of the hotel, he realized that many of the facilities in the hotel


    were of smart intelligence. That was to say, as long as there was a power outage, none of the facilities


    could be used.


    Chandler was also rather anxious. ording to the original n, even if the rescue workers at the foot


    of the mountain could not arrive in time, the hotel''s heating and food could be maintained for at least


    half a month. So there was no need for them to panic.


    Unexpectedly, the power failure worsened their plight.


    When Barbara followed them to the stairs on the 12th floor of the hotel, she heard reckless crashes.


    Due to the heavy snow outside, the dark clouds kept surging, and the whole sky was dark and gloomy.


    The corridor on the 12th floor was also dark and invisible.


    Only when they approached did they see it clearly.


    Crystal held her phone as a shlight, which shone on the door of the suite. Next to her, Christina took


    off her heavy winter clothes. She picked up the emergency fire hammer and smashed the electronic


    door fiercely.


    Christina was also tired of hammering on the door. She dropped the sharp hammer and the door was


    almost loosened.


    She took three steps back and kicked the electronic door open.


    Barbara was dumbfounded.


    Christina panted tiredly, sweat oozing from her forehead. She pointed to the room. "Get all the


    nkets. I have a fully charged charger and a lighter in my bag..."


    Charles and the others also ran over quickly. Chandler hugged Geoffrey''s frozen little body and


    immediately wrapped Geoffrey tightly with a down quilt. Charles also used his cell phone shlight to


    look for something to use.


    As for Christina smashing the electronic door of the hotel, it was no surprise to them.


    In such a harsh environment, only by being decisive rather than delicate could they survive.


    "Thank you."


    Barbara walked to Christina and suddenly thanked her, "I was in the cable car just now. I really


    appreciate you and Charles for not leaving. You saved us."


    Christina was rummaging through the drawer for a lighter. She turned to look at Barbara and thought


    for a while. "You''re wee."


    "It''s not that I''m so kind-hearted. It''s just that I saw you. If I didn''t save you, I''ll feel guilty. It has nothing


    to do with who you are."


    Watching Christina busy looking for the lighter, Barbara had mixed feelings.


    If it had been her, she would have run away.


    It was not an obligation to save others. In such a bad snowstorm, most people would only save


    themselves.


    "The quilt is not enough for us to keep warm."


    Chandler touched Geoffrey''s cold body and said worriedly, "If we drag on like this for less than three


    hours, the elders and the children in the hotel will have a high fever and get sick."


    Even the rescue workers at the foot of the mountain would not have thought that the hotel had a


    sudden power outage, which further worsened the situation.


    Time passed minute by minute, and the people were in greater danger.


    Charles was both anxious and annoyed. "The operation in this hotel is so inefficient! That fucking


    person in charge, Ray, is really ipetent. Why does it take so long to find people to go up the


    mountain to rescue us?"


    Chandler suddenly thought of something. He grabbed Charles''s arm and asked anxiously, "Is there a


    satellite phone in the hotel now?"


    "Is the satellite phone with Ray?"


    "We can contact Patrick by satellite phone. No matter how strong the snowstorm is, Patrick''s


    subordinates are efficient and will definitely send people over soon."


    When Chandler said this, he subconsciously looked at Christina.


    Christina was expressionless and her eyes were fixed on something.


    Charles replied angrily, "It''s useless!"


    "How can it be useless? Patrick knows we''re on vacation here, and Christina is here. He might have


    known in advance that the weather here would worsen. As long as we tell him that there''s a sudden


    power outage, and we need immediate help..."


    Charles''s expression was oppressive andplicated, and he gritted his teeth. "I mean, it''s useless


    because Ray lost thest satellite phone!"


    Just now, Charles saw that idiot Ray identally dropped thest satellite phone into the white snow.


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    Suddenly, no one spoke.


    The silent atmosphere was depressing and suffocating.


    In fact, they could have contacted Patrick from the beginning, but none of them expected that they


    would not be able to hold on for long without electricity, lights, and heating.


    "Mrs. Hopkins, is Mr. Hopkinsing?"


    Geoffrey''s face was so cold and stiff that he shrank under the quilt. He was still very weak. He suddenly


    reached out his cold little hand to hold Christina''s wrist. He held it very hard. Apparently, the little guy


    was scared.


    Christina found a red woolen hat that belonged to her from the closet. She looked at him. Her eyes


    were clear and firm in the dark space. She told him frankly in a low voice, "I don''t know."


    As she spoke, she put the hat on Geoffrey''s small head. The woolen hat was a little big, blocking half of


    his small face. But at least it could keep him warm.
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