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Raindrops slapped against the windows, and wisps of heat quietly blended into the air, making them almost invisible.

"This...is this hot water?" Nangong Minxiu was even more surprised.

He raised his head, desperately pushing away from the crowd, his thin face pressed against the glass, his eyes trying to look up.

Whether the raindrops were hot water, he didn't know.

But he could feel the temperature of the glass, it was really much higher than usual!

"Open the window, open the window!"

"Someone opened the window!"

"The rain outside is really hot water!"

"It's hot..."

From the opened window, a gust of hot air poured into the train, instantly making the compartment hot, like walking from an air-conditioned room to the sun, instantly making many people feel unwell.

Nangong Minxiu stood on the ground like everyone else.

"Didn't you say that it will get colder and colder in the future?" He murmured in a low voice, as if he had lost his soul.

"Has Wilford tricked us?"

"Could he be a liar?"

"Can we still get out of the car?"

"The monitoring room said! The surface temperature outside is now 7°C!"

"Liar! Liar!"

Be it passengers or flight attendants, everyone's confidence was shaken the moment they discovered that there was boiling water outside.

Wilford tricked them?

……

Bang bang bang!

Claude's knock on the door became louder and louder, and the electronic shouts became more frequent.

She also reported to Wilford about the current situation in the business class, and people have begun to doubt whether the doomsday really exists.

Wilford heard everything clearly, but he never responded to Claude.

Because he himself is also in a daze right now, completely unaware of what happened!

Why did water start to rain from the sky after a burst of blue light appeared outside?

What is in the sky?

And why is there boiling water?

Shouldn't it be getting colder?

Morgan!

Have you really checked your plans?

Or is this a fallback to the global cooling plan?

Those people in Morgan who couldn't get in the car were operating behind the scenes, trying to raise the temperature again?

Whatever the case may be.

Anyway, Wilford knew that he was screwed!

What he told the passengers outside was that the end of the extreme cold was coming, and these people were willing to follow him in the car.

However, it's only a little bit colder now, and the sky is starting to pour boiling water...

Where does this look like the end of the extreme cold?

"Mr. Wilford, I think you should come out and take a look. The emotions of the passengers are very intense. I'm worried that they will do something bad!"

Claude was still calling outside.

She turned her head and looked over the No. 2 car, and she could already see a crowd rushing towards her, still cursing, as if they wanted to settle accounts with Wilford...

"Wilford! Come out and give us an explanation!"

"Bichi! There's boiling water pouring outside, it's not like what you said, the water has scalded my mother!"

"get out!"

"We believed you and gave up all our belongings to board the train, but it turned out to be a huge scam?!"

In less than a minute, those people appeared in front of Claude, forcing her to stick against the wall, not daring to move, for fear of being torn away as Wilford's accomplices.

The crowd output violently, and the spout of saliva almost washed the door of the number one car, but Wilford still didn't make any movement.

It was as if he hadn't heard anything outside at all.

"What's the matter with him?"

"Did you die in there?"

Finally someone noticed Claude.

Claude shook his head, like a little chick, too scared to speak.

Everyone could only continue to insult, but Wilford still didn't move at all.

It wasn't until an hour later that everyone was tired of cursing, thinking that there would be no results today, and was about to go back and find someone to open the door forcibly.

With a bang, the huge round door of the number one car was opened from the inside.

Wilford came out slowly, wearing a loose nightgown:

"Quiet!"

He only said one word.

Sure enough, no one spoke anymore, and the scene was so quiet that only the sound of the train engine running in the number one car remained.

Wilford was very satisfied with the effect of shocking the audience as soon as he appeared.

The timing was deliberately chosen by him.

Whoever scolds non-stop for an hour, his mouth will be too dry to speak.

Didn't see several thorns pointing at him, are you speechless?

Wilford continued to speak, and he was the only voice on the scene: "I have understood the situation."

"The temperature outside did rise briefly, but that doesn't mean that the end will not come. Anyway, the appearance of this phenomenon further proves that the earth's climate has become more and more unstable under the influence of CW-7."

"Before you got into the car, who has ever seen that huge blue light in the sky?"

Now everyone was really speechless.

Wilford also breathed a sigh of relief: "That is actually an abnormal weather. It is a huge thunder and lightning. This kind of situation usually only occurs on alien planets with extremely harsh environments..."

What follows is a series of meteorological theories.

Wilford's words are very professional, and there will often be a long list of professional terms.

Most of these professional nouns in English are invented, and the correlation with other words is generally very weak. If you don't study them in advance, you can't understand them at all.

So the people listening to Wilford's speech gradually became confused.

They don't understand, but they feel very professional.

"...To sum up, my doomsday prophecy is actually only distorted in some details, but the result will not change. The alternation of cold and hot will make the outside world more tormented."

"Humans outside will die quickly in the torment of cold and heat..."

Everyone felt that Wilford's words seemed to have been told to them a week ago, but there was no word "hot" at that time.

But so far no one has raised objections.

The main reason is that I didn't quite understand what Wilford was talking about just now.

If you want to refute or question, you have to know what he said.

It's impossible to ask him back with the sentence "what the hell did you just say?"

Wilford glanced at everyone calmly.

In fact, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid these people don't know, and he himself is worried that someone will ask him "what the hell did you just say?"

Because he didn't know what the hell he just said.

He just copied it mechanically, inserting some uncommon nouns in the sentences from time to time.

Thanks to the fact that he had read some weather-related books before, otherwise he might not be able to pass this level.

If someone looked carefully at this time, they would find that the Mediterranean sea on Wilford's head was faintly sweating.

It was also at this critical moment that someone ran over from behind: "The latest news, the temperature outside has cooled down!"

"Now the temperature has dropped to -4 degrees Celsius again!"

After hearing this, everyone looked at Wilford again.

I was wondering in my heart, is it really like what he said, the weather outside alternates between hot and cold?

Wilford's body trembled almost imperceptibly, as if a tense place suddenly relaxed, and the whole person became comfortable.

"Go back, this time there is a little mistake in my calculation, I can forgive your offense."

Everyone turned their heads to look at each other, and then the first person stood up: "Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Wilford."

Although the others were apprehensive, they still followed suit.

"Thank you for your generosity."

"Thank you for your forgiveness."

"..."

The turbulent crowd just now receded all of a sudden.

Wait until there is no one left.

Only then did Wilford turn around slowly, and walked back to his own compartment at a slower pace. The loose nightgown seemed to be heavier and stiffer than when he just came out.

He has to go back and change.

Before closing the door, Wilford stared out again.

He had a hunch.

The plan has completely spiraled out of control.

The development of the matter is rushing along a track beyond his expectations.

This made him very flustered.

Just now he actually called the soldiers on the train to suppress it in advance, but no one responded to him at all.

The soldiers were also watching.

So he had to go out alone.

If someone couldn't hold back the impulse just now and came up to wrestle with him, then all plans would be over, and he would be pulled down from the altar.

Then, he will die without dignity...

He, Wilford, is also a human being, and he is also afraid of death.

I am especially afraid that in such a completely uncontrolled riot, I will die without dignity and in a mess.

Bah!

The door slowly closed.

The inner and outer worlds were cut off again, but both sides were equally uneasy.

……

Nangong Minxiu was in the business class, pretending to be overhauling the line, but in fact he had been secretly watching those returning from the number one compartment.