Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Outside the town of Barlow, a breeze blew by, blowing up grains of yellow sand on the ground.

The exposed rocks have been constantly changing under the influence of the wind for a long time, from being unified to zero, forming a yellow zone that is isolated between City No. 7 and the surrounding towns.

Xia Zhihui lectured Karl until late at night. He finally lay down on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. He heard the evil wind blowing outside the window, making a whirling sound, and even the window was shaking.

He sat up in confusion and asked.

"what's the situation?"

Not surprised, Karl turned over and rolled up the quilt again.

"It's normal. It's windy in Barlow Town, especially at night. If the wind doesn't stop, we can wait a few days before going there."

bang——

There was a loud noise outside the house.

Xia Zhihui was about to open the window and take a look, but was stopped by Karl who turned over.

"Brother Xia, don't open the window. It will be difficult to close it."

"What was that noise just now?"

"Whose billboard must have been blown down? Don't worry, this hotel is very safe."

Xia Zhihui was still not at ease. He opened the system map and took a look and found that there were no red dots nearby. Then he lay down again, covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep with his head covered.

The next morning, he woke up to the roar of the wind.

Not only the strong wind, but also the sound of something hitting the windows and hitting the ground.

Karl was standing by the window with a complicated expression.

"Brother Xia, our plan to go to City No. 7 may be postponed."

Xia Zhihui stretched and yawned and asked.

"what happened?"

"The sandstorm is coming."

"Sandstorm?"

Karl stared at the shaking window tightly, not daring to open it.

"Yes, there is a green zone from the No. 3 garbage treatment plant to Barlow Town, and a yellow zone from Barlow Town to No. 7 City, where there is a desert."

"The only road from Barlow Town to City No. 7 is a suspended road in the desert, and this suspended road is prohibited from passing during sandstorms."

"If we choose to walk to City 7, the only way is through the desert."

Xia Zhihui held his forehead with his hands.

"Wait, you wait."

"So, City No. 7 is a city built in the desert?"

"Yes."

"I'm curious, how do they prevent sand?"

Sand protection?

Karl was confused for a while.

"What sand control?"

"Prevent sand from sandstorms from entering the city and damaging infrastructure!"

"Oh, oh, I understand. Sand will not enter the city. City No. 7 is a closed city."

"Is the closed city all sealed by city walls? Are there no problems with water circulation and oxygen circulation?"

"Well, City No. 7 is a line."

a line?

Xia Zhihui thought for a while and finally gave up thinking.

He began to take out various kitchen utensils and ingredients from his system backpack and placed them on the table.

"No matter, call them over, clean up, and eat first before continuing."

Not long after, everyone finished washing and came to the room to help.

Even March 7, who usually likes to sleep in, got up this time.

Himeko joked while folding the green leafy vegetables in her hands.

"Xiao Sanyue, why don't you sleep in today?"

"On the train, didn't you get up before ten o'clock?"

March 7 pouted and shook his head repeatedly.

"No, no, this hotel is too scary."

"The windows made a loud splash in the middle of the night. Although I knew it was the wind, I was still so scared!"

Xing nodded with an indifferent expression and two dark circles under his eyes.

"I testify that I slept well last night, and suddenly a big black mouse got into my bed and hugged me and wouldn't let go."

"You are the big black rat!"

Among these people, Dan Heng and Ji Zi rested the best.

Dan Heng was hunted for a long time, and finally he was able to sleep peacefully on the train. However, in his dream, he was still hunted by psychological shadows.

Under long-term torture, he was forced to develop the ability to rest well even with light sleep.

As for Himeko, she unfolded the toolbox in the room. No matter what she did, she would not disturb a lady's sleep.

The reason why Xia Zhihui couldn't sleep well was even simpler: he recognized the bed.

On the train, he felt reassured that even if the bed was unfamiliar, he would still be able to sleep peacefully.

As for the hotel in Barlow Town, not only was the bed unfamiliar, but there was also rattling outside the windows. Even if I fell asleep, I would be woken up from time to time.

Now, while he was making soup, he was thinking about the dark, narrow bedroom on the second floor of the children's commune.

Even if it is small enough to sit on the bed and under the table, with the wardrobe and bookcase opposite the table, it is his favorite kennel.

In fact, he could go home and rest, but in a place like this, if something happened, it would be safer for him to stay.

After all, the luggage of several people is in his system space, and they only have some emergency credits.

Xia Zhihui is boiling the pot, March 7 is chopping vegetables, Xing is preparing various meats, and Dan Heng is preparing fruits.

Everyone is preparing for a hot pot meal early in the morning.

Only Jizi is making coffee.

And Karl was dumbfounded when he saw Xia Zhihui constantly pulling out various things from the void.

He had only seen various vegetables and fruits in courses, but since he was a child, he had only drank nutritional supplements of various flavors.

Now he was watching several people handling the ingredients skillfully, and he didn't know how to help.

Although Dan Heng looks indifferent, he is actually very attentive and has long noticed that Karl is out of tune with them.

"Karl, why don't you go downstairs and ask if there are any drinks? If there are no drinks, there is no need to bring anything."

In fact, how could there be a lack of various drinks in Xia Zhihui's backpack?

He just wanted to find something for Karl to do.

Karl also understood, his face turned red, and when he was about to go out, he was stopped by Xia Zhihui again.

"No, I have drinks here."

"You can scan March's cutting techniques and help with the potato slices and lotus root slices."

March 7 just finished peeling the potatoes and happily handed them to him.

"I don't think you need to scan it. This is a potato. You can cut it into two to three millimeter slices evenly, okay?"

Karl was about to reach out and take it, but March 7 took it back again.

"Go wash your hands first!"

Karl smiled and touched his head, turned around and entered the bathroom.

When he came out again, March 7 handed him a kitchen knife and two peeled potatoes.

"The responsibility of eating potato chips is up to you!"

Xia Zhihui nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, I'll leave the lotus root slices to you too. The thickness is about five millimeters."

Karl held the potato in his hand, couldn't help smelling it, and washed it in the basin. Then he imitated March 7's movements and held it down with one hand.

Then he handed the kitchen knife to the robot hand stretched out from behind. The robot hand firmly grasped the kitchen knife, turned into a phantom, and cut the potatoes directly.

Seeing this, Xia Zhihui couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's fast, but it has no soul."