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The wind season is coming

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    The news that the wind season is coming was immediately conveyed urgently. Every household, believe it or not, began to dig cellars hard. Those who already had cellars at home became industrious little ants, and worked hard to put the things they used at home into.  Moving underground, I heard that the wind season lasted for a long time, and the wind was very strong, and things were left on it, and they might be blown to unknown places along with the house.

    Qin Sheng's family has already prepared a cellar, but it's not good for people to live in the cellar for a long time. It's dark and humid and easy to get sick. Short-term living is fine, but it will definitely cause problems after a long time.

    "Maybe we can dig caves on the leeward slopes, where the sun can still shine every day." Qin Sheng looked at the majestic peaks, and made his own suggestion: "The mountains are very dangerous, but the mutated animals in the wind season must find a way  Get through the crisis first, and the threat to us will be relatively small."

    Of course, they can hide in the space and live, which is more nourishing, but unless they never come out for the rest of their lives, otherwise the fact that Qin Sheng's space can not only store things, but also farm and enter living people will be exposed.

    "Time is too short!" Xiao Wu thinks this proposal is good, but unfortunately none of them are earth-type supernatural beings, and it is impossible to turn into pangolins in a short period of time and open up living caves on the hard mountain wall: "I will live here for a while.  In the cellar, you are heavy, and if you feel uncomfortable, you will enter the space. The wind season will not last for a year and a half without stopping, so let¡¯s make up for it this year, and open up the cave earlier next year.¡±

    The time is indeed very short, from the announcement of the news to the arrival of the strong wind, it was only a few days before and after. Many people's cellars have not even been completed, and they are busy, and suddenly they hear terrible roars from far and near  It came quickly, the trees as thick as bowls were directly uprooted, and the tiles of the houses in the distance flew randomly, and the old ones that were in disrepair were turned into ruins in the strong wind.

    "Hurry up and hide in the cellar!" At this time, no one cares whether there is something very valuable and important, and no matter how important it is, it can die?  They didn't dislike the cellar being dark, narrow and damp before it was built. They all huddled together and hid in the cellar, listening to the strong wind raging past their heads in horror, and the sound of rattling continued. They didn't know if it was something brought by the wind, or  Something was swept away from here.

    Because they don't know when the strong wind will come to an end, people in the cellar don't dare to light lamps at will. Firstly, it consumes oxygen, and secondly, candles and other things need to be saved. In the unspeakable darkness and silence, the first person in the last days  A wind season announced its arrival.

    Bai Zihan was dragged into the ground by Mo Shu. This man was obsessed with experimental transformation. Even though Mo Shu had already reported the news of the coming wind season, he didn't take it seriously. He focused all his attention on it.  on the experimental subject named Li Ping.

    For Mo Shu's behavior that can be said to be offensive, Bai Zihan did not blame him in the slightest. He has a problem with his brain circuit, and his three views are not correct, and it is not a brain problem. Mo Shu's move is for his own good. He knows in his heart: "Everyone below  Cleaned up?"

    They didn't dig a cellar, Bai Zihan was very good at planning, and directly used the underground warehouse that Lu Lenian had emptied before as a base. It really cost a lot of money to renovate, and the durability, durability, and comfort are not comparable to cellars dug out casually.  Yes, there is too much dust inside, and Mr. Bai dislikes it very much.

    "I asked them to clean it carefully many times before, and then wiped it all with a rag and water." Mo Shu walked behind and closed the heavy iron door from the inside. There was only one fire in the spacious underground warehouse.  A candle, very dim, dragging a long shadow on the wall: "I opened a few small vents here in advance to ensure that there will be no lack of oxygen."

    "Xiao Shu's work, of course I don't worry." Bai Zihan turned around boringly, obviously unhappy that he had to live like a mouse underground in the next day: "Boring! Boring! This kind of life is so boring.  Already!"

    Mo Shu didn't respond to his attitude at all, as if he had already gotten used to it.

    "If I don't have some fun for myself on a day like this, I'll be suffocated to death!" Bai Zihan bit her fingernails irritably, and glanced at Li Ping who was tied to the bed unconscious in the corner. Under the dim candlelight, Li Ping's face  Those frightening pustules on his upper body have disappeared, but his skin is showing a strange blue-purple color, which looks like a zombie in a comic book movie, and it looks especially frightening in a dim environment.

    "It's not time for this experimental subject to experiment again yet." Bai Zihan muttered, circling around the open space irritably, and suddenly locked his eyes on the quiet Mo Shu, his eyes released an astonishingly bright light  : "Xiao Shu, why don't we study your new ability! You need to be stronger so that you won't be bored by me.Give up!  "

    Mo Shu still acted like he was used to it. He didn't seem to care that Bai Zihan's so-called research was actually a human experiment. He just lay down on another wooden bed, motionless, like a corpse.

    In the spacious and comfortable cellar of Qin Sheng and Xiao Wu's house, several people were eating shabu-shabu around the table. Xiao Wu had considered the ventilation problem in the basement early in the morning. He was not afraid of the problem of insufficient oxygen supply.  The season really lasts for a long time, and it is enough to maintain the daily consumption of the family.

    "When the windy season comes, the crops will suffer again." Qin Sheng didn't share the same pot with them, and sat down to eat a bowl of chicken noodle soup: "Don't even think about this year's harvest, the corn is only stalked.  With such strong winds, there is nothing left."

    "Also Mr. Zhang's research results were basically destroyed by this storm." Xiao Wu peeled the apple and cut it into small pieces, took a toothpick to stick on it, and sent it to Qin Sheng:  "If it weren't for the few of us who carried him down, the old man would have to cling to that little research result and die with the wind."

    Zhang always has that kind of old academic temper, and his research is more important than his life!  Seeing that the dawn of new crops is about to appear, a strong wind destroyed his hard work, if Xiao Wu and others and the guards who had been secretly protecting and caring for the old couple showed up in time, they would have killed him  Come down, this old gentleman may be really heroic.

    Now I'm still lying on the bed next door and I can't get up. It is said that my hard work was ruined, and I can't get up temporarily because of my heartache.

    Next door is the cellar of Lu Lenian's family. It was built together with Xiao Wu's family. There is only one door between them. The old Zhang and his wife don't have the strength to dig the cellar, and it's uncomfortable to dig it temporarily.  It's too easy to feel uncomfortable when you are old, anyway, Lu Lenian is hanging out with Shen Ling now and won't come back for the time being, so he temporarily gave the place to Mr. Zhang to live in.

    In addition, Qin Zhan and a group of brothers he brought came here in a hurry and just allocated the place for them, the cellar was too late, so they all followed Xiao Wu and Lu Lenian to lay the floor in the cellar, a group of mercenaries  I have never experienced any bad situation, so what is a floor shop!

    Anyway, they prepared their own supplies, which were enough, as long as they had a place to sleep to avoid the strong wind.

    At night, the wind gradually stopped. Qin Sheng thought it was his own illusion at first, but then Qin Zhan also said, "The movement outside seems to be much quieter. Has the wind stopped?"

    A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, didn't they say that the wind season will last for a long time?  Stopped so soon?

    The people who couldn't bear it took a closer look through the reserved vents, and it seemed that the outside had really calmed down. Qin Zhan was the first to come out of the basement, sending out a small gust of wind to blow away the messy things piled up on his head.  Open them all, watching a full moon in the night sky quietly cast silver light, and took a deep breath: "The wind has stopped!"

    This sound was like a signal, not only their basement, but other people hiding in the basement of the cellar also emerged from the ground, it felt like a group of large groundhogs came out collectively to breathe in the night.  With a sense of humor.

    "Oh! The door of our cellar can't be opened!" There were also many accidents. The strong wind overturned many houses, and many big trees were uprooted, and a lot of things inevitably piled up on them.  , it's so normal that you can't open the door: "Come and help me!"

    Those who came out first had no choice but to start searching for those who were buried below and couldn't get out. After the busyness came to an end, everyone felt like crying when they saw the completely changed Xiao's village.

    After the strong wind, there are not many houses left. Even if the walls are still tenaciously healthy, the roofs have already been blown away. All kinds of trees and vegetation are piled up in a mess all over the ground.  Illuminated by the cold moonlight, there is a sense of sadness.

    Don't even think about the crops in the field, none of them survived. The crops they planted so hard this spring, hoping for the stars and the moon, hoping for their growth, were all destroyed in this disaster.

    Some people couldn't help but sat on the ground and cried. These days, there is really no way for people to survive!

    "Compared with ordinary plants, mutated plants are much more resistant to natural disasters." Mr. Zhang endured the blood dripping in his heart, and carefully observed the messy scene after the strong wind: "Look, although they also suffered a lot  Destruction, but the vitality has not completely disappeared!"

    He squatted in his experimental field, crying all the time. Although most of the crops were destroyed, the new food species he focused on were broken by the strong wind and swept away the upper half, but they stubbornly used the well-developed root system.  Horizontally and vertically connected into a piece firmly rooted in the deep soil, keeping its vitality.

    It also left a glimmer of hope for mankind.

    "Everyone, don't be so busy and sad, hurry up and tidy up, see if there is something useful, hurry up and pick it up!" The old village owner picked up a tin washbasin from nowhere, knocked it with a stick, and used it as a gong  He said: "The notice issued by the above, this wind season will not pass in a short time, maybe when the wind will rise again, hurry up!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)However, they tenaciously use the vertically and horizontally developed root system to form a piece of horizontal and vertical connection that is firmly rooted in the deep soil and keeps its vitality.

    It also left a glimmer of hope for mankind.

    "Everyone, don't be so busy and sad, hurry up and tidy up, see if there is something useful, hurry up and pick it up!" The old village owner picked up a tin washbasin from nowhere, knocked it with a stick, and used it as a gong  He said: "The notice issued by the above, this wind season will not pass in a short time, maybe when the wind will rise again, hurry up!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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