In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Cheng Qianhuai looked at her determined face blankly, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips.

In fact, I feel very safe with Song Jinhe.

After all, she never seems to lose hope in life, and never gives up no matter what difficulties she encounters.

"Then do as you say. I see that the water outside has begun to evaporate. The most important thing for us now is to store water."

He stood up from the sofa and looked out the window at the blazing sunshine.

"You also need to find a batch of fabrics that are thick enough to cover the windows. If you do a good job of shading, the temperature inside the house can be lowered."

Song Jinhe nodded. The curtains on the 18th floor were indeed intact, but all the paper furniture and various fabrics on the other floors had been burned for heating.

Nowadays, the sun shines into the house through the windows, and the temperature inside is even higher than outside.

"Send more people to look for curtains. Thick fabrics will do, as long as they can block light."

Song Jinhe warned: "But water storage is also a very important thing now, and the focus should still be on this aspect.

The stagnant water is actually contaminated by excrement and corpses. Everyone should pay attention to safety. Even filtered water must be boiled before use. "

Cheng Qianhuai nodded in agreement and hurried downstairs to arrange tasks. Song Jinhe was not idle at home. When his consciousness entered the space, he began to tidy up the house and at the same time add food to the animal cubs.

Sitting by the well, the water was clear and sweet, but she could not transport the water out for the entire Building 3 to use, and she had no intention of doing so.

She really wants to profit from the survivors in Building 3, and she also hopes to gain a foothold in Yuncheng in the future.

But this does not prove that she is willing to expose her space to save these survivors. Although she has some conscience left, she is not a kind person.

Letting them store water is not only used to irrigate crops. The temperature is now too high and is actually completely unsuitable for the growth of most crops.

Potatoes will probably be harvested only once more. From now on, they will have to rely on the harvested potatoes and the water they have hoarded now.

As long as they are fast enough and store enough clean water, Building 3 can also become Yuncheng's paradise.

The most scarce thing during the sweltering heat is water. Building 3 has enough water resources, so it can naturally exchange for more and better supplies with other survivors.

Remind them that hoarding water is the limit of what Song Jinhe can do.

After all, she couldn't think of any other solution.

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Cheng Qianhuai came downstairs to explain Song Jinhe's decision to the people who were collecting water. Wang Xingsheng immediately sent three people out to search for heavy fabrics or curtains, while others continued to use various containers to collect water by the window.

I have to say that the water is very dirty and smells fishy, ​​but after all, it is the hope of survival in the future.

Song Jinhe looked at the turbid sewage and frowned: "Has the water purification device been developed?"

Wang Xingsheng kept moving his hands, using the washbasin in his hand to fill the large bucket behind him with water.

"Lao Xu is studying it, and he said that the charcoal and the like left over from the extreme cold period can be used.

Cotton in a thick quilt, activated carbon, plus gauze, fine sand and slightly larger stones can be combined into a simple water purification device.

Although the final water will not be too clean, it can basically be drunk normally after boiling. "

He chuckled twice: "Everyone has survived two apocalypses. In fact, our physical fitness has improved. As long as you don't drink too dirty water, you can basically survive it."

Cheng Qianhuai nodded when he heard this. Once the water purification device is ready, there will be no big problem, but the water source reserve is still a very important thing.

"Are the buckets for storing water enough?"

he asked.

Wang Xingsheng nodded and patted off the branches stuck to the back of his hands: "It's enough for now. We have 18 4L mineral water buckets in hand, all of which were taken out of the drinking fountains in each household.

I have sent two brothers to search for suitable water towers on the rooftops of surrounding residential buildings. If we find this thing, we basically don’t need to worry about water storage. "

Cheng Qianhuai felt relieved now. Wang Xingsheng had a long-term vision and considered things comprehensively.

As long as Song Jinhe gives the general order, he can solve all the other detailed problems by himself without Song Jinhe having to worry too much.

"Then I'm relieved. We still follow the shift system. Now we have to work overtime to store water. The temperature is ridiculously high. If we don't hurry up, we may not have a chance."

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Cheng Qianhuai's head while he was talking. The sun hung in the sky and swayed its scorching light wantonly, making him sweat all over just by standing still.

Wang Xingsheng frowned and nodded. He could also tell that something was wrong with the current temperature, and everyone knew it.

Otherwise, he would not have carried water and filtered it obediently, and he would have gathered together with other survivors to celebrate the end of the extreme cold.

Having completed his task, Cheng Qianhuai finally felt at peace and walked upstairs.

Opening the door of 1801, he found Song Jinhe leaning back on the sofa with her eyes closed and concentrating. Just by looking at her, he knew that her consciousness had entered the space to pack things.

Song Jinhe would not be able to enter the space without him. Cheng Qianhuai looked at the beads of sweat on her forehead, carefully wiped it away with a tissue, and then closed the curtains to block out all the sunlight.

The thermometer in the room showed that it had reached 39 degrees Celsius. Cheng Qianhuai felt that it was so hot that he could not breathe. He simply took off his short sleeves, grabbed a towel on the side, soaked it with water and wiped himself.

This basin of water was specially placed by Song Jinhe in the house to cool down. There were actually some ice cubes in it at the beginning, but now it has melted and only some ice sludge is left, which is obviously of no great use.

After wiping his body, he felt a little cooler. Cheng Qianhuai went to the house to pick out a new towel. After soaking it with water, he began to carefully wipe Song Jinhe's palms, face and limbs.

Her consciousness cannot feel the external situation in the space, so he can only try to make her feel better, so that when her consciousness returns to her body, it will not be too hot to accept.

He wiped it carefully, looking at her skin that was slightly red due to the heat, and her throat was getting drier.

The pink skin seemed to be deliberately tempting him. Just looking at her fragile neck and limbs made him confused.

Before meeting Song Jinhe, he never knew that he could lose control so easily.

To him, she was like a fairy hidden in the mountains, seductive but unaware of it.

After taking a few sips of the mineral water at hand, Cheng Qianhuai continued to help Song Jinhe cool down. After half an hour, she retreated from the space.

Because he was taking care of me, I didn't feel that it was too hard to be greeted by the heat wave in the room.

"How's it going? Have they all started taking action?"

Song Jinhe took the towel from his hand and wiped his neck and face himself, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"It's started. Wang Xingsheng has directed well. Someone is already looking for water towers to store water."