A female utopia under the apocalypse of natural disasters

For anything that is about to happen but she has never experienced it, Ye Ting will more or less have some sense of expectation, such as the upcoming typhoon.

After turning on the lighting in the house, she did not immediately return to the floor-to-ceiling windows to continue watching the changes in the clouds. Instead, she checked the windows everywhere again to see if they were really closed tightly.

Ye Ting didn't want to be swept away by the typhoon. Of course, in addition to checking the windows, she also had to make a bed in the cloakroom.

If the typhoon blows into the night, then she will have to sleep in the dressing room tonight. After all, the bedroom in the suite has a small balcony. The window outside the balcony is sealed, and the bedroom is connected to the balcony by only two sliding doors that look very solid. Door.

And she couldn't guarantee that the typhoon wouldn't roll up something of the right shape and pierce the balcony window, the sliding door, and her sleeping person inside the door.

Put the shelf in the cloakroom into the bedroom to free up the space, then take out a single mattress from the space and place it directly on the floor. Very casually lay the sheets on it, put on the thin quilt and pillows. She will sleep tonight. The place is there.

But, if the typhoon comes early, for the sake of safety, she cannot continue to stare at the wind outside by the floor-to-ceiling window. It's not bedtime yet, so I need something to pass the time.

She has never experienced a typhoon and does not know whether the hotel will have a power outage after the typhoon arrives. Just in case, Ye Ting took out a short cabinet and placed it next to the bedside, and then took out a rechargeable desk lamp and placed it on the cabinet.

Looking left and right, she took out a few more bags of snacks and placed them next to the lamp and pillow.

Bed, snacks, plus cell phone or novel, this combination just looks very sleepy. But the now-contaminated novels she took out from the space were still on the coffee table in the living room.

Ye Ting yawned, feeling sleepy belatedly arrived.

...I'm so sleepy, I'd better wait to get them after I wake up.

It is important to be energetic and energetic. Fatigue will lead to mistakes. Moreover, the natural disaster currently occurring is just a typhoon and there is no danger. It seems that a nap will not matter.

Before falling asleep, she suddenly thought that super typhoons can no longer be called natural disasters in modern times. At least those people watching typhoons in their rooms on short video websites looked very happy...

But the dungeon probably won't bring any non-natural disaster weather to give them more knowledge...

Before she could think of anything, her consciousness had already sunk into dreamland.

Ye Ting was used to turning off the lights when sleeping. There was no window in the cloakroom, so after turning off the lights, it was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. Sleeping in complete darkness had a long-buried beauty to it, and she liked it very much.

Ye Ting didn't set an alarm clock. She had nothing to do and was relatively safe. She could waste a lot of time by relying on waking up naturally.

Go to bed where you feel comfortable, and when you wake up, the time has come to 05:30 pm.

While Ye Ting was sleeping, the typhoon was gradually approaching her location. It was not heading towards her, but heading straight towards Mani, the city where she was.

The unnamed super typhoon quickly formed in the Pacific Ocean in a very short period of time, and then headed straight to the city of Mani in the shortest path. Even though there was an island and a small piece of land between them, it could not reduce it slightly. The wind force, let alone blocking its footsteps.

It was daytime now, and even though there was a thick layer of clouds in the sky and it was as dark as evening, you could still clearly see the buildings that were not too far away and the rain-carrying wind blowing between the buildings.

Because the sky is not completely dark, you can still see the big trees outside the window while standing inside the house. Those trees are no longer bent down by the wind from time to time.

As time passed and the typhoon approached, the wind became more consistent, keeping the trees in a state that looked like they were about to be broken but not broken.

It was not just the wind that participated in this grand parade, but also the rain. Soon after the rain left the clouds, it was caught by the wind and thrown forward until it hit something with a snap.

At first there were only a few raindrops and moderate gusts of wind. As time went by, the number of raindrops increased rapidly and the wind gradually increased.

The rain moved quickly under the influence of the wind, looking like flowing mist, quickly covering a few meters above the ground.

It's just that no one dares to walk in this "fog". The water droplets in the fog hit the body very painfully. If the person standing in this fog is not heavy enough, the fog will quickly take him away.

It’s taking away in every sense of the word.

The strong wind combined with the heavy rain passed by the floor-to-ceiling window of the suite. The dark outside and the fact that it was close to the floor-to-ceiling window was illuminated by the indoor lights. The white rain made it look like it was under the sea at first glance.

Ye Ting walked out of the cloakroom with a yawn, and was immediately attracted by this scene.

As I trotted to the floor-to-ceiling windows, I saw the crowns of the trees that were almost broken by the wind undulating in the thick mist-like rain, like fish swimming near the water.

Perhaps the people in Coconut Country are very familiar with the weather at the seaside and related natural disasters. She stood by the window for a long time and nothing like billboards flew over to hit her.

Ye Ting felt a lot more at ease, and at the same time she could focus more on admiring the fish-like tree canopy and the violent storm like thick fog through the window glass.

As I watched, it was time for dinner.

When she decided to observe other people in the hotel through the waiters and the meals delivered every day, she spent an extra 7 silver coins to order the best lunch and dinner in the hotel - breakfast was included in the room rate.

Therefore, when dinner time comes, she does not need to call the hotel restaurant to make a reservation, the waiter will deliver the meal on time. When placing the food on the table, the waiter glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room without leaving a trace, and then quickly looked away.

While doing this, she didn't stop laying out the dishes. It wasn't until all the dishes were put away that the waiter said to Ye Ting, who was sitting on the sofa not far away: "Madam, the typhoon is coming. In order to prevent accidents, event, please do not open the windows during this period."

"Okay, got it." Ye Ting sat on the sofa, looking away from the book in front of her, looking at the waiter who was obviously a local, and nodded to show that she had listened.

While the waiter was serving dishes, she did not continue to walk to the window to look at the scenery. Instead, she sat on the sofa, picked up a book, and opened it, pretending to be reading.

It took time for the waiter to prepare the dishes, and the book she was holding had already been read, but she didn't want to change it, so she could only stare at the words on the page in a daze.

Suddenly, Ye Ting thought about the fact that her mobile phone could still connect to the Internet even during a typhoon. However, the weather forecast in Coconut Country did not report any news of an approaching typhoon.

After all, this is because the dungeon deliberately removed the warning information, allowing players to find clues to avoid it on their own, in order to exercise their abilities.

Or is it that natural disasters in the apocalypse just come suddenly without warning?