Apocalyptic natural disaster, stock up with billions of supplies to survive

"Dahu, you didn't scare us, did you?"

Wu Tingfang hugged Lei Yuhang and shivered.

"No, if there is really extreme cold, it will only be more terrifying than what I said."

After Lei Minghu finished speaking, he thought of something and continued: "Xiao Han, do you think we have enough firewood?"

Besides food, the most important thing is firewood.

Lei Minghu originally thought that they had filled the three large rooms on the first floor of Lu Yuan's house in Hongmei Village, which was enough.

If there is really an extreme cold, no one knows how long it will last. When the weather is tens of degrees below zero, will we still have to go out to find firewood?

"Don't worry, we will continue to go out to look for firewood today. We will go to Hupan Village today. Lu Yuan said there are several mountains over there. Let's go up the mountain."

Not only is it convenient to cut firewood in the mountains, it is also easier to dig soil.

Today there are more than seventy planting pots, which require a lot of soil.

Several people were talking about the next arrangements in the car, and soon arrived at Hongmei Village.

Lu Yuan and the others were still building walls, while Han Ying took Lin Ting and the others to Hupan Village to dig soil and cut down trees.

Perhaps because she heard the news about the extreme cold today, Han Ying discovered that when He Xiu was sorting out the dead branches, he didn't even let go of the small ones.

In the past, they didn't want anything too small, but today Han Ying saw that even those twigs were tied together by He Xiu with another rope.

Several people were so exhausted that they were sweating profusely, but the harvest was really good.

After working for several hours, we dug out more than a dozen sacks of soil, and the rest was all firewood.

The whole RV was piled up so that there was no room to put a foot down.

The back was already piled with firewood and soil, and there was no place to stand, let alone sit.

So Lin Ting and the others could only hide in the forehead room.

When I returned to Hongmei Village, I found several soldiers coming.

It was Zhuang Xinghe who brought Ye Wei and Zhao Lei, as well as two other soldiers who often helped them deliver bricks.

They are helping to build the wall.

There were several more people building the wall, and Wu Tingfang and Qin Qinghai almost had no time to move cement and bricks.

"Why are you all here?"

Han Ying had just dragged bags of soil out of the RV.

"We only have this hour to spare, and we'll be leaving soon."

Company Commander Liu has arranged a lot of work for everyone recently, and they came here just to save this one hour of rest time.

You have to go back as soon as the time is up.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense then, thank you for your hard work!"

Han Ying then dragged her bags of dirt into the first floor.

With the addition of five soldiers, the wall is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Han Ying guessed that if she tries it again tomorrow, it will be almost complete.

1 meter thick and 5 meters high. The outside of the fence is filled with broken glass, and some sharpened steel bars and broken glass are also inserted on the top of the fence.

With this wall, Han Ying believed that they should be able to survive this extreme cold safely.

The fence will be repaired tomorrow, but the fence still lacks a high-security door.

"Don't worry, I have already stored the door with the authorities. I will move it back with the supplies when the time comes."

On the way back in the car, Qin Qinghai asked about going out, and Han Ying took this opportunity to say something.

No one will question Han Ying's remarks. After all, most of their supplies are stored with the government.

It seems reasonable that Han Ying would store a door.

It was already 4.30: when we returned to the military stronghold, but the sky was not about to break out yet.

After getting off the bus, everyone felt that the atmosphere at the stronghold today seemed a bit strange.

Many people were in a hurry, and their faces lacked energy, which seemed a little different from the past.

On the way back just now, I saw many people on the roadside rummaging through the rubble to collect firewood.

Several people looked at each other, wondering whether the news of the extreme cold had been leaked?

There were not many people left setting up stalls in the originally bustling market.

Han Ying still went by herself from the market, while the others took a detour to take their things back.

Passing by the stall where she bought flower pots yesterday, Han Ying stopped for a moment and asked the stall owner: "Boss, why are there so few people setting up the stall today?"

Yesterday it was 5.02: at dawn, but it was only : now. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be so few people.

"Don't you know yet? I heard that the temperature is going to drop and the extreme cold is coming. Everyone has stopped setting up stalls and is going around collecting firewood."

The stall owner sighed helplessly, and his whole family also took action.

He continued to set up a stall to earn rations, while the rest of the family went around collecting firewood.

"Is it true? Who said this news?"

Han Ying was a little confused. It couldn't be official, right?

But except for the official, no one seems to have this kind of influence.

"It's posted over there. From today on, our place will be officially established as Penglai Base. The news about cooling down is posted together with the news about the establishment of the base."

The stall owner also saw that the little girl helped him deal with so many flower pots in stock yesterday, so he talked to her a few more words.

But even if she didn't say it, she would still see the notice posted on the wall of the building when she went back later.

"What? Penglai base?"

Hearing this name, the corners of Han Ying's mouth twitched. Isn't Penglai a fairy island?

She didn't buy anything from these stalls today, so Han Ying went directly to the building.

Then I saw two announcements posted on the wall.

Lu Yuan and the others are also looking at these two announcements.

The first one said that starting from tomorrow, this place will be officially named Penglai Base. There are also more than a dozen recruitment information released below.

After seeing this announcement, Han Ying realized that she had made an mistake.

It is not the Penglai base, but the Penglai base, which symbolizes that these people have migrated from Pengcheng. Even if they live in a new place, they should not forget where they came from.

The second picture says that the temperature has begun to drop slowly in recent days, and it is very likely to get colder. It calls on the general public to stock up on more charcoal fires if they have the opportunity.

The meaning is obvious. Instead of waiting for official rescue in extremely cold weather, it is better to save yourself in advance.

This was also the result of discussions between the two base directors before Liu Hefeng came to Jiangcheng, and was one of the tasks assigned to him.

After reading these two announcements, the little bit of luck in everyone's mind was completely kicked out.

They also thought about what would happen if there was no extreme cold.

But since the official will announce the news, it is very likely that he has not run away.

"Go back. We can't change anything. It's better to know in advance than to be caught off guard."

Seeing that everyone's expressions were very bad, Lu Yuan spoke directly.

After speaking, Lu Yuan directly took Han Ying's hand and went upstairs first.

When they got home, the two put down their things and took the lead to check out the mutated corn.

After a day, the corn kernels that originally had only a small white dot now have a bud.

I believe it should actually sprout tomorrow.

Han Ying took out water and sprinkled a little on it, really just a little.

Mutated corn is very adaptable and can grow well with just a little water.