I can find treasures in my dreams

At noon.

Xianfeng, the director of the Linjiang Municipal Agricultural Bureau, looked at the weather tree with a look of amazement.

The director attended the appraisal meeting of the achievements of the New Agricultural Company last time.

Since "Xian" is a relatively rare surname, Yang Fan was deeply impressed by the director.

Director Xian asked: "The fog on the weather tree in the video seems to be much less than now."

Chairman Huo Xianglin quickly replied: "Yes, there was not much fog at that time, and the fog has been increasing since then."

The fog was only a light layer before,

but now it has become quite thick, covering most of the weather tree.

Director Xian said "Oh", and did not pay attention to Mr. Huo, but turned to look at Yang Fan.

The official's tone was very kind: "Minister Yang, does this mean that the fog in Linjiang City will become even heavier in the future?"

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes!"

He reached out and held a branch of the weather tree, saying: "In four hours, the fog in Linjiang City will reach the current state of the weather tree."

The first director was a little surprised: "Minister Yang, are you communicating with the weather tree?"

Yang Fan nodded and said: "Yes, this is the information the weather tree told me."

The first director seemed to be curious and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to pinch a leaf of the weather tree.

The people around him hurriedly stopped him.

"Director Xian, don't do that!"

"Director Xian can't touch it!"

"This tree will hit people!"

Director Xian retracted his right hand as if he had been electrocuted, and smiled awkwardly: "My brain actually forgot about this."

He glanced at Yang Fan's right hand again, and said with a little envy: "Minister Yang is indeed a strange man."

Yang Fan smiled and said: "You are too kind."

He didn't tell the director that even if a person with awakened plant-based abilities could not necessarily touch the weather tree.

An official cleverly changed the topic to ease his boss's embarrassment: "Minister Yang, in addition to fog, what else did the weather tree predict?"

Yang Fan's expression became a little serious: "The weather tree also told me that after the fog covered the city, abnormally low temperatures will come in a while."

He paused and deliberately emphasized: "The temperature may be lower than expected."

Another middle-aged official interjected: "If the temperature is below zero, the fog should turn into snow, right?"

Director Xian said calmly: "Now is the era of superpowers, don't say such brainless words."

The middle-aged official said "uh" and looked humble: "Yes, yes, my vision is narrow."

Yang Fan looked at this scene and felt a little bit of the complexity of interpersonal relationships.

In this short period of time, he witnessed the swordplay between these middle-aged old men.

Director Huo tried to please Director Xian, but Director Xian didn't like him very much.

The middle-aged official had a desire to show off, so Director Xian made a comment, and the words were very impolite.

Yang Fan sincerely felt that only by possessing outstanding abilities could one live more freely.

Everyone must respect him.

Everyone must praise him.

At this time.

The former director looked at Yang Fan with a serious expression: "Can this low temperature freeze people to death?"

Yang Fan still pinched the leaves and replied: "Ordinary people may become popsicles in a short time when they encounter this low-temperature fog."

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone's face changed.

The former director's face sank: "In this case, fog is a meteorological disaster?"

Yang Fan nodded heavily: "Yes, I feel that not only Linjiang City, but also the whole world may experience extreme cold fog disasters."

The expressions of the people around him were all a little uneasy.

The director first repeated the phrase "extreme cold fog disaster" and asked another question: "How long will the extreme cold fog disaster in Linjiang City last?"

Yang Fan did not give an exact number: "One or two days at the shortest, three or four days at the longest."

The director first humbly asked for advice: "Minister Yang, how do you think we should deal with this extreme cold fog disaster?"

Yang Fan said without hesitation: "Call on all citizens to stay indoors and do not go out unless necessary.

"The government should prepare as many cold-resistant materials as possible, and then allocate personnel to form a rescue team, ready to rescue civilians at any time.

"And power facilities..."

He said more than a dozen items in one breath, involving all aspects.

The former director was amazed: "These suggestions are very good."

The director did not stay any longer: "This is a big deal, I have to report to my superiors!"

The former director extended his right hand to Yang Fan: "Minister Yang, your warning is too important for Linjiang City."

Yang Fan held his hand: "Director, you are too kind!"

He said seriously: "I grew up in Linjiang City since I was a child. This is my home. This is what I should do."

The former director held Yang Fan's hand with his backhand and shook it vigorously a few times: "If there is a chance in the future, we must have a good chat."

From the director's tone, this sentence is definitely not a courtesy. He really wants to have a good chat with Yang Fan.

The female secretary watched this scene, and she was envious and admired.

She felt more and more that people with outstanding talents like her boss could easily stand out if they encountered any opportunity.

Burying talents?

Not exist!

Soon.

The former director and his group left.

Before leaving.

The director waved to Yang Fan repeatedly.

Even a fool could see that Director Xian really wanted to make friends with Minister Yang.

Director Huo came over immediately: "Minister Yang, for safety reasons, you should rest well at home during the extremely cold fog disaster."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment.

Is this a forced holiday?

Director Huo looked at Ling Shuiling again and smiled: "Secretary Ling, you will send Minister Yang back later."

The female secretary replied: "Okay, Director Huo."

Director Huo did not forget to ask: "Minister Yang, do you have any supplies at home? If not, I will ask someone to prepare some for you."

Yang Fan was not polite, he would not complain about too many supplies: "Then I will trouble the company."

Director Huo smiled: "It should be!"

*

An hour later.

The fog enveloped the entire Linjiang City.

Yang Fan stood at the door of his house and watched a small truck parked at the door of the villa.

The back door of the truck opened, and more than a dozen boxes filled with stuff immediately came into his sight.

These are the reserve supplies of Tianxing Company.

A deputy director of the company's logistics department personally brought two employees and began to move supplies busily.

These days, there are all kinds of restrictions on buying supplies in the name of an individual.

However, for companies like Tianxing Company that receive key support, it is much more convenient to buy supplies.

Ten minutes later.

All the supplies were moved to the storage room of the villa.

The deputy minister said hello, and the small truck started slowly and drove towards the gate of the villa area.

Yang Fan watched the red taillights disappear in the mist and looked up at the sky.

With the help of the sensing power of the frost ability, he knew that the cold air had appeared in the sky and began to slowly settle down.

Yang Fan muttered secretly: "The fog can actually bring cold air. What kind of law is this in the original world?"

The entire Canglan Star was affected by the extreme cold fog disaster. This is 100% the original law at work.

He carefully sensed for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, my current ability is not enough to perceive this kind of law."

"Wang!"

Wangzai felt that his master's behavior was very strange and called out from behind.

Yang Fan turned around and ordered: "Wangzai, use the vacuum cleaner to clean the storage room. There is a lot of dust just now."

"Woof!"

The dog housekeeper responded.

Although it is just a big summer pastoral dog, it can still use a vacuum cleaner.

The operating lever of the vacuum cleaner is equipped with a protective cover.

As long as Wangzai tilts his head, he can bite the protective cover and drag the vacuum cleaner around.

Yang Fan has nothing to do, so he goes to the game room, turns on the computer, and prepares to start another game.

*

At the same time.

City Hall.

The emergency disaster relief command center has been busy.

The top officials of various departments have all gathered here.

The former director is naturally one of them.

At this time.

A voice rang out: "According to the data from the meteorological department, the temperature of the cloud layer is dropping rapidly and has now fallen below the freezing point."

Linjiang City's highest official, Chang Chao, nodded: "It seems that the extreme cold fog disaster predicted by the weather tree is indeed true."

Chief Chang couldn't help but sigh: "A tree can actually predict disasters. This world makes me feel more and more unfamiliar."

The first director said: "This is a major change that has never happened in the history of Canglan Star. Humans must adapt to it."

Chief Chang nodded: "Yes, if you don't adapt, you will die."

After a few seconds.

Another message came.

This time it was from the capital.

Such a big thing happened in Linjiang City, it is impossible not to report it to the top, and now all the senior officials of Daxia are very concerned about this matter.

"The national intelligence department said that a strange incident occurred in a country on the Black Continent yesterday evening local time.

"All the villagers in several remote villages suddenly froze into hard popsicles overnight, and the death toll exceeded 3,000.

"Civilians in nearby villages saw thick fog covering several hills that night.

"Intelligence personnel believe that this is most likely an extreme cold fog disaster."

Director Xian immediately said: "This is definitely an extreme cold fog disaster."

Other officials echoed.

"I think so too."

"It's exactly the same as what the people from Tianxing Company said."

"The Black Continent is so far away, but this kind of thing has happened. It seems that Tianxing Company is not talking nonsense. This is a global meteorological disaster."

Chief Chang turned his head to look at Director Xian and asked: "The young man who cultivated the weather tree you mentioned is named Yang Fan, right?"

Director Xian said: "That's right."

Chief Chang smiled and said: "The name sounds ordinary, but this person is not ordinary at all. He is a talent."

He paused and said: "How about this, invite Yang Fan to become a senior consultant of the City Hall, and then give him a consultant allowance."

Obviously.

Yang Fan's name has been deeply remembered by the highest official of Linjiang City.

The secretary next to him asked: "According to which level will it be issued? "

According to the system, this type of allowance usually has only five levels.

The lowest level is 1,000 yuan per month, which increases by 500 yuan at each level, and the highest level five is 3,000 yuan.

Although the money is not much, it represents an honor.

Chief Chang said without hesitation: "Yang Fan has made such a great contribution, of course he is at level five!"

The secretary responded: "I will deal with this matter later. "