I can find treasures in my dreams

June.

Daxia country.

Linjiang City.

Metro Line 3.

"哐...哐..."

The banging sound of the rails was very rhythmic, occasionally mixed with a frowning friction sound.

Yang Fan held his backpack and thought to himself: "The subway in Linjiang City is too old."

Line 3 has been in operation for more than ten years. Although it is regularly inspected, this situation is inevitable due to the aging of the facilities.

The train passed one stop.

Three passengers came up and sat across from Yang Fan, chatting in low voices.

"It is said that an earthquake occurred on the edge of the Thousand Mile Mountains in Guangnan Province, and then a super giant tree thousands of meters high appeared."

"What kind of tree can grow to a thousand meters high? That's ridiculous!"

"I heard from my college classmates that many people there saw it with their own eyes, and the news around them almost went crazy."

"The matter is so big, why can't I see anything online?"

"It's not like you don't know the reason. You can figure it out just by thinking about it."

"Okay, I understand."

"I still think it's too fake. The support structure of trees is composed of lignin, and its load-bearing capacity is limited. It can't bear the weight of one thousand meters!"

"Forget it, believe it or not."

When Yang Fan heard this, he secretly said: "The giant tree thousands of meters high really appeared, I could see it clearly at the scene.

"According to my estimation, the height is more than one thousand meters, it should be 1,300 meters, and the trunk is almost 80 meters thick."

Yang Fan's measurement method is very simple - just use a mobile phone rangefinder software.

This is a little trick he learned from watching videos, but he didn't expect that it would be useful one day.

He silently sighed in the simplest language: "That tree is so big that a horse can step on it!"

Yang Fan possesses a very magical dream ability.

Things dreamed in dreams often become reality, and this thousand-meter-tall tree is one of them.

At that time, he came to the scene in advance and took a good look at the super giant tree.

The topic of the passenger opposite me changed.

"Speaking of which, there have been so many strange things in the past year."

"Yes, in January this year, there was a huge flood in the Taraq Desert in the northwest, and a surrounding county was flooded."

"I was watching the news and couldn't believe my eyes. It doesn't rain a few times a year in the Talak Desert. How could there be floods?"

"I always feel like the world is about to go into chaos."

Yang Fan muttered silently again: "This flood is not rain from the sky, this water comes from a place that you can't even imagine.

"I was on the edge of the desert and took a photo with my mobile phone of the floodwaters spurting out of the sky."

He smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that it can't be uploaded to the Internet."

The upload will be deleted, and the officials will come to visit him. Of course he will not do this.

The three passengers seemed to have a wide range of interests, and they talked about stocks again.

"Central Agriculture is a super monster stock. It was listed in September last year for RMB 73, and yesterday it rose to RMB 232."

"It has increased thirty-two times in half a year. It is really incredible. I wish I had bought tens of thousands of yuan."

"Experts used to say that the risks in agriculture, forestry, fishery and animal husbandry were too high to be touched, but it turned out that the experts' words were not listened to."

Yang Fan thought silently: "I haven't looked at the stock for a few days, and it actually increased by a few yuan."

He took out his mobile phone and opened the stock software.

The numbers displayed on the screen made him curl his lips.

2.82 million!

It is the value of the shares of Central Agriculture held by Yang Fan.

This is a huge amount of money in the eyes of ordinary people.

As early as the day when Central Agriculture was listed, when the price was at its lowest, Yang Fan invested 200,000 in one go and bought 24,000 shares.

Because of a dream, he gritted his teeth and took a big gamble. Later, the stock price soared and he sold most of it in exchange for a large sum of cash.

It was precisely because of this that he had the confidence to quit his job and run around Daxia to prepare for future disasters.

Five minutes later.

The radio sounded.

"This train will arrive at Yaotai Station, please prepare to get off in advance."

Yang Fan stood up, put on his schoolbag, and walked to the car door.

soon.

The train arrives.

Yang Fan got off the train and followed the flow of people to the platform.

He immediately discovered that many people had strange expressions.

The surrounding passengers were even talking about it.

"It's snowing outside!"

"What the hell, the highest daytime temperature is 30 degrees, how can it snow?"

"If you don't believe me, go out and take a look. The temperature has plummeted to nine degrees, and strong winds are blowing. I stood at the subway entrance for a while, and it was really cold."

"I'm wearing short-sleeved shorts and don't dare to go out at all. I just called my dad to send some clothes over."

"Liu Feixue, I'm afraid you have some serious grievance, right?"

"Experts say this is extreme weather caused by strong convective weather."

Yang Fan listened to the discussion and muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, it's snowing."

He quietly corrected again: "It's not strong convective weather. This should be the influence of the original world."

When he was dreaming last night, he dreamed of the snow falling in Linjiang City in June.

As usual, the dream came true again.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry to leave the station, but entered the toilet, took out a thick coat and trousers from his backpack, and quickly changed into them.

Since he foresees snowfall in June, he will naturally make preparations in advance.

Yang Fan passed the turnstile and walked to the door of the subway station. He immediately heard a "woo" sound.

It was like a ghost whimpering.

A gust of cold wind rushed over, stimulating him to shiver unconsciously.

Two young women in cool clothes hugged their bodies with their hands and trotted into the subway station.

"It's so cold!"

"A-choo! I'm going to catch a cold!"

They wore short skirts, revealing two pairs of white and tight long legs.

Usually this is a dress that shows the charm of women, which makes them gain a lot of admiring eyes, but now they have suffered enough.

Yang Fan was wearing thick clothes and pants, and he didn't feel cold at all.

When the two women passed by him, they glanced at him inadvertently, with a hint of envy.

There was an impulse of "wanting to take off his clothes".

Yang Fan ignored it, secretly said in his heart, "Disaster is coming, and strange phenomena are indeed frequent", and strode out of the subway station.

Snowflakes flew past him in the cold wind.

The green plants were shaking wildly, making a constant "rustling" sound, as if venting their fear of the future.

Yang Fan took a few steps and grabbed forward with his right hand like lightning.

He nodded with satisfaction: "The speed is a little faster."

Yang Fan took his hand back and saw a crystal clear snowflake between his thumb and index finger.

This is something that ordinary people can't do at all.

But he caught it.

This represents an extraordinary nerve reaction speed.

"Beep! Beep!"

The sound of the horn floated over.

Yang Fan looked over and saw a car parked on the side of the road.

A man and a woman rushed over quickly, opened the door and got in, and the car started quickly and drove away.

He sighed: "It seems that I can't get a taxi in this weather, so I might as well walk home."

His home is about two kilometers away from the subway station. Yang Fan's current physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, and he can get home in less than fifteen minutes.

If you choose to take a taxi, you may not be able to wait for half an hour for a driver to accept the order.

Yang Fan tightened his collar and strode forward.

It was half past six in the evening.

He walked to the gate of the community.

The name of the community is Yuewan Community.

This is a community that has been built for more than ten years, and the facilities seem a bit old.

Yang Fan is the son of his parents who passed away in the past few years.

Now he lives alone in a small three-bedroom apartment of 89 square meters.

Although he often misses his parents, living alone makes things more convenient.