End of the World: Too many goddesses, too many to stockpile

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng couldn't help but chuckle.

"That's good. It saves me the trouble of digging down."

He looked around and found that although the snow on the surface was thick, it still seemed fragile under the weight of this huge monster.

He guessed that the snow below would be more compact and thick, able to support the weight of the excavator.

Although this was Lin Feng's first time driving an excavator, he did not feel nervous or panic at all.

Equipment manufactured in China has always been known for its easy operation and excellent performance, and this excavator is no exception.

Lin Feng followed the steps in the instruction manual, started each system one by one, and soon mastered the driving skills.

He skillfully operated the excavator's huge bucket and began to clear the snow around him.

The bucket was raised and lowered again and again, throwing the snow into the air, forming magnificent snow waterfalls.

As the snow gradually decreased, the outline of the gas station became clearer.

Lin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in his heart seemed to fall to the ground quietly at this moment.

He stared at the ruins before him, and after several hours of hard work, he finally saw the dawn of hope.

Due to the long power outage, the gas pump has long become a pile of useless iron lumps.

Before coming, Lin Feng had made sufficient preparations and conducted a detailed study of the structure of the gas station.

He knew that most oil storage tanks were cleverly placed underground.

So he drove the excavator and explored everywhere, and every dig he made was a reflection of his desire for fuel.

Finally, at some point, he heard the empty echo.

"It should be right here."

Lin Feng was delighted and a rare smile appeared on his face.

He aimed at the right position and operated the excavator, like a warrior swinging a sword and smashing it hard into the ground.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, a big hole was smashed into the ground, and streams of yellowish gas mixed with dust rose into the air.

However, before Lin Feng jumped off the excavator, a strong smell of fuel hit his nose, stimulating his sense of smell.

"Yes, I found it!"

Lin Feng shouted excitedly, his face filled with the joy of victory.

He hastened to expand the size of the hole, looking forward to the full tank of fuel.

However, when the full picture of the oil tank was revealed before him, he saw a scene he did not want to see.

Large amounts of unknown liquid were flowing around the oil tank.

Lin Feng's heart sank suddenly, and he quickly jumped off the excavator, taking out a flashlight to check carefully.

I saw that the pipe connecting the oil tank had broken, and a large amount of fuel was flowing around, most of which had dried up and evaporated.

"Damn it, it can't be that bad."

Lin Feng couldn't help but curse, and the joy in his heart was instantly extinguished.

He carefully went down to the location of the oil tank and found two oil tanks underground, one for gasoline and the other for diesel.

However, the scene before him made him completely despair - all the pipes were broken and in tatters, probably caused by long-term low temperatures.

Lin Feng knocked on the oil tank, and a hollow sound echoed out, indicating that the fuel had obviously drained out.

“It’s all in vain.”

Lin Feng shook his head helplessly, feeling somewhat frustrated.

Back on the ground, Lin Feng stood in front of the empty gas station, a heavy feeling gradually weighing on his heart.

He looked at the broken oil pipelines and felt a chill in his heart.

The oil pipelines here had apparently been damaged by the severe cold, and he realized that this might be a common phenomenon.

"Haining is located in the south. Who would have thought that there would be extreme weather of minus 40 degrees Celsius?"

Lin Feng muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

He realized that ordinary pipes could not withstand such temperatures.

It is very likely that gas stations in Haining do not use professional cold-proof pipes.

"This means..."

"It's possible that all gas stations had the same problem."

As soon as this thought came to mind, Lin Feng's heart sank to the bottom.

He was originally confident that he could bring back enough fuel for the team.

But now it seems that this has become an almost impossible task.

The generators and snowmobiles at home all need fuel to operate.

But now they are faced with the dilemma of having no oil available.

"How to do?"

At this moment, Erleng suddenly screamed wildly, his voice full of vigilance and anxiety.

Lin Feng immediately became alert, and a sense of danger surged into his heart like a tide.

He turned around suddenly and looked in the direction where Erleng was shouting.

Lin Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly gripped the submachine gun in his hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

He knew that in this deserted gas station, any disturbance could hide a deadly threat.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Erleng's screams became more urgent, and Lin Feng also felt an increasingly strong sense of danger.

He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. If there was any danger, he would shoot without hesitation.

In the bright sunlight, a furry yellow object suddenly jumped out of the grass.

It was moving so fast that it was almost invisible.

As a vigilant dog, Erleng immediately went on alert.

His ears were erect and his eyes were fixed on the sudden creature, ready to attack at any time.

Lin Feng was also startled by this sudden situation. When he saw clearly that the yellow object was a weasel,

I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of resistance in my heart.

In his mind, this creature was always associated with evil and ominous things, and he felt a little uneasy.

However, he knew that now was not the time to be afraid.

He patted Erleng gently, signaling it to stay calm and not act rashly.

At the same time, he waved to the weasel, trying to let it know that he had no ill intentions and did not want to cause any trouble.

However, the weasel didn't seem to intend to leave.

It stood not far away, staring at Lin Feng, its little eyes flashing with cunning light.

Lin Feng couldn't help but frown, he felt a little confused.

"Hmm? Are you the weasel in the police station?"

Lin Feng suddenly remembered the weasel he had met in the police station before, the animal that had once amazed him.

Unexpectedly, the weasel nodded slightly, as if it understood Lin Feng’s words.

Lin Feng's eyes widened in shock. He couldn't believe his eyes. This weasel could really understand human language!

"Fuck, seriously."

Lin Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

He felt his heartbeat quicken, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

Then, Lin Feng smiled slightly, and he gently took out a fragrant roast chicken from the space.

The roast chicken is golden and crispy on the surface, and the skin is sprinkled with sesame seeds and spices, exuding an enticing aroma.

He gently shook the roast chicken and waved to the weasel.