Simulation Game: Crisis Management-Chapter 308 - 153: Death by Asphyxiation

Seeing the other party being so cooperative.

Gu Ji then continued to make a few suggestions: firstly, to check and sort out the town’s power supply and transportation, and secondly, to build temporary flood prevention sub-dikes by the shore.

"Gauhati is backed by rivers and lakes, with many fishermen and tea farmers. On one hand, these fishermen and their boats can be registered and act as emergency rescue teams during a disaster, relieving the pressure on firefighters and police. On the other hand, they can use local materials like silt and river sand to fill sandbags for dike construction, only needing to fill gaps in the roads of the riverbank’s residential area. The width should be 0.5 meters, and the height should be set at 0.6 meters. Although it affects traffic, it will save a lot of resources and effort. Trust me, this will solve many hidden dangers!"

According to the previous round of flooding depth calculations, the water level should reach about 0.5 meters by four or five o’clock in the morning.

Such a 0.6-meter flood prevention sub-dike would be enough for Gauhati’s county government and the public to take a breather. Even if temporary additions or expansions are needed later, it would still be in time!

Kiran raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He didn’t expect this agricultural department surveyor to also understand disaster management.

"Thank you for your suggestion. I still need to discuss the specifics of the disaster prevention plan with my team."

"Then I won’t disturb you any longer."

Gu Ji knew this was the other party’s way of telling him to leave.

After leaving the county government, Fatima happened to call, saying that the Disaster Management Minister Anurag wanted to meet him in the office.

He agreed happily and immediately drove back to Dis布尔.

The Disaster Management Department’s small building was much more modest than the state and county government buildings, with only two floors.

Fatima was already waiting at the door, and after a simple greeting, she led him to the minister’s office at the end of the second floor.

Anurag, wearing black-framed glasses and a black Polo shirt, was sitting behind his desk drinking red tea.

After Fatima’s introduction, he put down his teacup and carefully looked at Gu Ji.

"An agricultural department surveyor who knows so much about meteorology and environmental knowledge, that’s not easy. Which university did you graduate from?"

"University of Madras."

Gu Ji had seen the name of the alma mater on "Vidi’s" Facebook profile, which is one of India’s elite institutions, equivalent in status to the C9 league in China. Knowing that Anurag was a high-ranking official who valued talent and hard work, he shared his analysis strategy and everything he did to help Mr. Kiran in Gauhati.

"Not bad, your knowledge level and disaster handling ability truly surprised me. Staying in the agricultural department is really a waste of your talents. Why not transfer to the Disaster Management Bureau and work with me?"

"But the agricultural department side..."

"I will first report this disaster incident to the Chief Minister during the phone conference, and afterward, I’ll personally discuss it with the Minister of the Agricultural Department."

Anurag’s eyes were full of excitement as he looked at Gu Ji.

Even Fatima on the side couldn’t help but feel it was "a bit much," but the ability Gu Ji demonstrated indeed made people admire him, especially his disaster handling experience, which seemed somewhat uncharacteristic of his age.

Half an hour later, Anurag hung up the phone with a dark expression.

Clearly, the current data hadn’t garnered enough attention from the Chief Minister, but he said a storm and flood prevention warning meeting would be held at 7 a.m. in the state government meeting room.

Damn.

Worked tirelessly all day just like last time?

"No, at least Gauhati’s start should be perfect, the casualty numbers will be lower, and there’s still a strong water rescue team..."

Thinking of this, Gu Ji brought up the previous storm self-rescue guide plan.

This strategy undoubtedly received strong praise from both Anurag and Fatima.

"I’ll leave this matter to you two, I’ll call the agricultural department right away!"

"Yes, Minister."

Seeing Anurag eager to "poach" people, Fatima hastily took Gu Ji and left.

The two ran through one telecommunications company and newspaper office after another in the heavy rain, finally completing their tasks before the meteorological station issued a red storm warning.

Dragging his tired body, Gu Ji collapsed onto the bed.

Early the next morning, he played the hero once again, reaching Mr. Chamar just before he drowned from electrocution and saving him. He then went to the hospital to rescue the greasy-haired driver couple, helping the hospital clear traffic and organize patient intake procedures.

Gu Ji tirelessly did all this, not only to save lives but also to gain "prestige."

From "Anurag," he saw a game-like system of favorability and reputation.

Now, every effort he made was actually boosting his visibility. It’s that saying again, this was a national-level checkpoint. Not only did he need to garner the state government’s attention, but he also needed to capture the attention of the Indian Central Government to gain an edge and command power in upcoming tasks.

At 7 o’clock, the meeting started on time.

The difference was, this time Gu Ji wasn’t participating halfway through.

After several county heads reported on their respective counties’ disaster situations, the Chief Minister and various officials all looked in surprise at Mr. Kiran, the county head of Gauhati.

The capital county head of Dis布尔 was somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. Kiran, your county is obviously backed by rivers, so how come the disaster is so light, and there wasn’t even flooding in the urban area?"

"On one hand, it is thanks to our county’s long-standing early warning mechanism, and on the other hand..."

Although this matter was entirely due to Gu Ji’s assistance, Mr. Kiran, for the sake of face, still attributed part of the credit to himself, which was understandable.

And when everyone learned about Gauhati County’s disaster prevention strategy, the "storm self-rescue guide" received by citizens early in the morning, and the traffic and medical management in front of the hospital.