End Times Botanical Paradise [Infrastructure]

There was a blinding white light in front of him.

When he opened his eyes again, Xu Yan came to Yunshang Garden.

Milky white clouds rolled under the feet, and huge icicles were inserted obliquely between the clouds. In the flower garden made up of clouds and mist, you could see a gray whirlwind, a white snowflake, and a crystal water polo from time to time.

The clouds slowly receded from under Xu Yan's feet, revealing a road paved with ice crystals.

At the end of the road, there is a long table made of frozen ice and a huge high-backed chair.

[Host Xu Yan, please complete mission No. 171 immediately and escort the system ship back to the voyage. The countdown to the mission is 1 day]

[Host Xu Yan, please complete task No. 173 immediately to adjust the local rainfall. The countdown to the task is 30 minutes, and you will be punished if you overdue. 】

[Host Xu Yan,...]

Amidst the exasperated child's voice, Xu Yan walked unhurriedly to the long table at the end of the road.

The long table is about three meters long and one meter wide, with slender legs, carved with delicate flower reliefs, and small gold leaf flowers on the table legs, which has an elegant and simple style.

There are two obvious cracks on the tabletop of the long table, as if it was once broken, and then glued together again, the tabletop is full of brilliance, as if the entire universe is hidden under the ice.

His hand gently wiped the table, and a cloud map slowly appeared on the table.

As Xu Yan tapped with his finger, the cloud map gradually enlarged and enlarged, and finally, the outline of S Island gradually became clear.

Thick dark clouds are pressing over S Island, and the snowflakes are like goose feathers, and the gray wind clusters seem to have substance. From the cloud map, we can see two groups of winds coming from the north, blowing snowflakes all over the sky along the way.

There are four flower gardens in the sea of ​​clouds, Xu Yan stretched out his hand and pushed, and projected the cloud image into one of the flower gardens.

The flowerbed surged and changed shape, and finally, a 3D replica of the cloud map just now appeared.

Xu Yan stared at the two winds, and when they were about to land on S Island, Xu Yan picked up an iron braze with a hook on the top beside the flowerbed.

[Multifunctional poker: It hasn't done its job for a long time since it left the stove, and now it has learned to dig holes, loosen the soil...or some other jobs. 】

The iron drill was inserted into the center of the wind group, and a huge resistance immediately came from his hands. Xu Yan stabilized, and gently stirred the iron drill to disturb the direction of the wind.

[Host Xu Yan, the weather in non-safe areas cannot be changed without registration!Violation warning! 】

[Warning against regulations!Violation warning! 】

【You hurry up and stop!Or go to Leitai and be punished! 】

The wheal gradually unloads under stirring.

[Host Xu Yan...]

"Use 60 points to deduct the penalty." Xu Yan finally said.

His eyelashes drooped, his eyes focused on the wind group, and his voice was flat: "One more mission 171."

The child's voice stopped abruptly, followed by an exasperated grunt, "Will you die if you register? More than half of the points you have saved up with great difficulty will be used up at once."

Xu Yan ignored the voice, like a dedicated ceramic artist, he exerted force on his wrist, stirring the iron rod to move slowly.

Around the coastline, through the ruins, and finally stop at the territory of the Tongxin Society.

He pulled out the iron stick, threw it aside, took a transparent water ball from another flowerbed, and threw it in the center of the wind mass.

"Huh!" The strong wind lifted Xu Yan's hair, fine droplets of water splashed on his face, and under the sunlight, his cold face shone with subtle illusions.

Judging from the cloud map, there was a sudden heavy rain at the Tongxinshe stronghold, and the heavy rain lasted for a long time, until a raging flame suddenly ignited in a certain corner, and the orange-red flame danced, which was particularly obvious in the heavy snow.

"It's raining, how can it rain when it's more than ten degrees below zero?"

The howling wind almost overturned the shelter, and the raindrops quickly formed ice cones under the eaves, which were broken by the wind and fell down, making a terrible sound.

The already dilapidated billboards creaked, and from time to time, iron sheets were lifted by the wind and flew past the wall, making sharp friction sounds.

The strong wind was carrying the torrential rain, crackling on the window lattice and hitting the wall.

The weather was more than ten degrees below zero, and the walls were as cold as ice.

As soon as it touched the entity, the rainwater quickly condensed into ice, one after another, layer upon layer.

Doors, windows, vents...all the gaps are sealed by thick ice.

I don't know how long it took before the rainwater turned into ice grains the size of soybeans and fell to the ground crackling.

After that, normal snowflakes are restored.

Until the middle of the night, the wind and rain gradually dissipated.

At this time, there was the first person who wanted to go out to check the situation. After pushing for a long time, he found that the door of the building was not moving at all.

The entire building where the Tongxin Society is located has been sealed into an ice sculpture.

On the other side, Wei Jing led his men back from the next street.

"Xu Yan." He muttered something, looking thoughtfully at the huge ice sculpture.

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Wei Jing's thoughts were interrupted, and he came back to his senses, "According to the original plan, save people house by house."

The tip of the tongue lightly brushed the back molars, "Tell them, there are only two options, either choose to submit to me, or choose to leave Tongxin Society."

Countless firewood was gathered into a pile, Wei Jing stretched out his hand, holding a ball of fire in the palm of his hand.

Fireballs were hurled at the petrol-drenched firewood pile.

"Boom", the flames rose, and the orange-red flames jumped, reflecting on the frozen building, especially bright in the dark night.

The wind shuttled between the stone houses, making a shriek.

After all, canopy cotton is a plant that grows naturally. Plants vary in density, and there are always sparse places where fine wind can penetrate.

Zhao Xinyue was woken up by the wind leakage.

In her family, father, mother, she and her younger brother, the four of them saved up five people's money and bought a cotton house. The house is spacious and dry, about [-] square meters, so she was allocated a personal space of about [-] square meters. .

She put on a thick coat, picked up the quilt and piled it up to the point where the wind leaked, thinking that tomorrow she should wrap the inner wall with canvas or tarpaulin.

At this moment, she heard a cry for help mixed with the wind.

"Come and save people! The house here has been crushed by heavy snow—"

The caller seemed to be not far away, but the sound-muffling effect of the heavy snow made the call for help sound hazy.

Zhao Xinyue suddenly thought of the wooden house built in the tent area.

"Dad, Mom." Zhao Xinyue ran out of her room, just in time to bump into her parents and younger brother who were hurrying out.

They wore thick cotton clothes and woolen hats, and carried shovels and tools in their hands.

"It seems that someone's house is buried. Let's go out and have a look. You are at home to watch the house."

Zhao Xinyue hurriedly put on her coat, "I'm going too!"

"Stay at home!" the parents and younger brother couldn't help but hurried out of the stone house.

As soon as the door was opened, the cold wind mixed with snow rushed into the house, and Zhao Xinyue shivered.

She sat absent-mindedly in the room for a while, and saw the tin stove in the middle of the stone room.

Light up the stove, at least it will be warm when the family comes back.

I touched the storage room with a flashlight and pulled out a basket of charcoal and a basket of firewood.

First break the flammable fine wood into pieces, throw it into the hearth, light the fire, and put a layer of charcoal, after that, she put the divided pieces of firewood in the hearth one by one.

The warmth gradually radiated from the stove, and the gray-brown iron skin gradually revealed orange red.

Zhao Xinyue thought for a while, then took out a large potato from the farm, went out and rubbed the skin in the heavy snow, she opened the drawer for receiving the ashes, and buried the potatoes in the ashes.

This is what I learned from the fairy tale books I read when I was a child. The little girl who lived in a wooden house in the forest buried a baked potato for her mother every day.

Zhao Xinyue has never lived in the countryside before. Her family is considered middle class. She has worked as a Hanfu model, has studied ballet for ten years, and can dance classical dance.

But now.

She listened to the howling wind outside, and the heat from the stove made her face reddish.

She suddenly felt that such a life seemed to have merits.

Lin Xue got up from the bed in the middle of the night. She rubbed her arms, got out of bed and began to rummage through the boxes.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?" The husband got up from the bed and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Lin Xue dug out an electric mattress, which was prepared by her husband when he was preparing to go on a field trip.

"Go and plug in your son, your son will be on a mission tomorrow, don't catch a cold."

"Don't worry about it!" The husband turned over on the bed, "Today's full moon night, why don't you just let him sleep peacefully, don't scare him in the middle of the night, and scare him into something."

Lin Xue stopped moving.

On the night of the full moon, those with supernatural powers need to try to maintain a calm mind and be less stimulated.

"Then I'll put in a little sun." Lin Xue said resolutely.

Xu Yan's room.

A cloud of white mist suddenly appeared, and then disappeared quickly.

Xu Yan stepped out of the white mist and staggered.

He quickly held on to the window sill.

He opened the curtains, and from his position, he could just see Jiang Mo's room.

The thick curtains were closed, and the room was pitch black. It seemed that he was asleep.

On the windowsill, a snow crystal ball night light emits soft light.

Xu Yan put it on Jiang Mo's window sill while Jiang Mo was not paying attention.

The night light is solar powered and glows every night.

In this way, no matter what kind of night it is, he can find Jiang Mo's room at a glance.

Xu Yan leaned in front of the window, staring at the crystal ball for a long time, seeing that his head throbbed badly and his energy was exhausted.

The earth has not yet been included in the safe zone by the system. If you want to apply the functions of the system to the earth, you must either report or deduct enough points.

Recently, he has worked so hard to accumulate points, and he really can't stand it anymore.

Xu Yan rubbed his temples, changed into his pajamas, and fell asleep.

"It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing even more than last time!" The screams of children echoed in the hallway of the school building.

Lin Ting got up from the bed and opened a corner of the curtain.

The cold air penetrated through the window lattice and invaded his hands. He shrank his fingertips, and the place where the frostbite was originally itched and hurt.

"It's snowing." He climbed up from the top bunk and wrapped the quilt tightly, "I don't know how my dad is doing now."

The whole building of the school is heated, and it feels as warm as spring.

Lin Ting looked at the dim light through the curtains, and sighed softly, "Yeah, I don't know how my dad is doing now."

In the dormitory area and the stone house area, the chimneys of the houses protruded one after another, emitting green smoke one after another.

Residents struggled to push open the snow-blocked gates, but were quickly shrank back by the freezing cold air.

Most of the wooden houses in the tent area were destroyed. From time to time, people in quilts walked around the ruins like ghosts, holding tools in red hands, trying to dig out the materials buried under the snow.

People in the stone house area took wooden shovels and cleared the road in front of the door bit by bit, and piled snow on the square.

One of them shook the young apricot tree seedlings planted in the square.

The snow is falling, and on the branches of the red apricot tree, there are small white flowers that are almost pink, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Flowering?"

"It's such a cold day, more than ten degrees below zero, how can it bloom?"

"Old Wang! Come and see! Tell me if it will bear fruit!"

"Don't talk nonsense, in this cold weather, don't all the fruits it bears have to be frozen?"

[Variation apricot tree: a tree that likes extreme weather and challenges itself. 】

A group of people surrounded the farm gate.

They are all afraid that the farm will not start work, so come in advance to ask for news.

As soon as the temperature drops, the work in the wood drying yard cannot be carried out.Textile factories and refined iron factories recruit permanent employees, and they will not be hired as short-term workers.

They come to line up many mornings, afraid that there will be fewer people recruited today, and they will be kicked out.

The temperature has dropped so quickly, many people have not prepared enough firewood and cotton.

In addition, there are always those who have no foresight. The stock of food and water has not been prepared for three months. It was not until today that they suddenly couldn’t stretch out their hands because of the cold. They realized that they might not be able to pick up wood or replace it in the future. money.

Finally at eight o'clock, the farm staff came late with a piece of red paper.

The noisy crowd fell silent, and the refugees stood where they were, staring at the red paper in the hands of the staff without blinking.

The staff found glue and neatly pasted the big red paper on the bulletin board:

[Farm recruitment: 2 school cleaners, long-term, salary 20 fluorescent coins/month, provide board and lodging. 】

[Farm recruitment: 10 canteen helpers, part-time workers, salary 1 fluorescent currency daily settlement, working meals provided]

[Farm recruitment: 20 warehouse laborers, part-time workers, salary 1.5 fluorescent coins per day, working meals provided]

There are only [-] part-time jobs...

Everyone's heart tightened involuntarily.

The eyes can't blink.

[Farm recruitment: snow sweepers, 200, part-time workers, salary 1 fluorescent currency daily, provide working meals, hot ginger water, young adults are required]

200 name!

"I regestrated!"

"I, I! Don't the short-term workers come in rotation? I said yesterday that it will be my turn today."

Outside the hall, Su Yu led a team of 15 people to gather at the door. Everyone was wearing thick and warm ski suits, stepping on skis, and carrying a huge backpack behind them.

"Are you ready?" Su Yu put on the goggles, and the silver-gray metal strips on the edge of the goggles shone in the sunlight.

"set off!"

A group of people stepped on skis, like birds in flight, skipping the gate of the farm and flying down from the southern slope of Biyun Mountain.

"Great! I've only skied on artificial ski resorts before, where have I seen such a big snow!"

"The second boss should give us another reindeer. From now on, we will each have a sleigh and be Santa Claus!"

"Isn't the reindeer compatible? Xiao Ding and Xiao Zhu, hahaha!"

At the end of the line, Xiao Ding and Xiao Zhu were dragging a large wooden board full of fine firewood.

The two of them couldn't slide fast, so they yelled forward anxiously, "Slow down, the firewood is scattered, let's all stop and clean it together!"

"What are you afraid of? There's no tree blocking it now, so just run away!" Another person didn't finish speaking, slipped on a rock, flew into the air, and fell heavily into the snow.

There was another burst of laughter in the team.

"Be careful, don't forget that snow also contains alien dust." Su Yu glanced at the list of supplies,

"First stop, Taiping Village!"

In just over half a month, Su Yu has opened up several long-term cooperation bases for the farm with the help of the water truck and his excellent communication skills.

Some of these strongholds guard factories and chemical raw materials, and continue to produce daily necessities, and some have rich experience in animal husbandry and breeding, which can replenish livestock and young for the farm.

People in Taiping Village are good at training dogs.

Most of the pets in the last days cannot survive, because they can't resist eating food and drinking water outside.

The end result is either to mutate into a monster, or to get sick and die.

But the dogs trained in Taiping Village can be witty and obedient. Even without muzzles, they know what to eat and what not to eat.

Previously, the farm paid in advance for a lot of supplies in Taiping Village, and ordered 20 puppies to strengthen the farm's defense force.

The first stop Su Yu went to Taiping Village was to see if the cold weather would affect the living environment of the puppies. If possible, they wanted to take the puppies back to live on the farm.

"Uncle Yu!" Su Yu untied his skis and walked into the village.

"Uncle Yu?"

A team member with an extremely keen sense of smell suddenly reached out to block Su Yu, "It smells like blood."

Su Yu frowned.

He raised his hand to signal everyone to pick up the crossbow and arrow, and took the lead to walk towards the village.

After about 200 meters, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and even normal people could smell it.

Su Yu continued to move forward, and found a pool of bright red blood behind a brick house.

On the snow, a long drag trail was covered by new snow.

Su Yu cleared away the snow, and found several palm-sized animal paw prints beside the dragging marks.

The paw print is the size of a palm, so the size of this beast must be as big as a tiger.

Su Yu quickly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the paw print.

"Captain, there are bloodstains everywhere in the village, and there is no one there."

"There are a few dead puppies in the kennel, but most of the dogs are gone, and the footprints over there are messy, and nothing can be seen. It can only be seen that some of the living dogs ran towards Lanshan."

Su Yu compared the traces on the snow, which is also the direction leading to Lanshan.

He pondered for a while, then suddenly got up and walked towards the first house in the east of the village.

The doors and windows of that house were tightly sealed with plastic sheets. He remembered that this was a greenhouse prepared by Uncle Yu for the elderly and children.

As soon as the door was opened, hot air mixed with bloody smell rushed towards him.

Su Yu's expression changed, he rushed into the house with a crossbow in his hand, almost spit out from the scene in front of him.

There are only two old people left, and these two old people are lying on the ground incompletely holding firewood.

Half of their hands were scorched, and the other half of their bodies were full of marks of beast bites, as if they had suffered extremely tragic revenge before they died.

"These beasts are afraid of fire." Xiao Zhu approached with a frown. He used to be a member of the Tongxin Society, and he had fought mutant animals with the Tongxin Society several times, so he knew them a little bit.

Su Yu nodded, and ordered with a cold face, "Bury them. Xiao Zhu quickly returns to the farm to report, and the rest follow me to the next stronghold."

Mrs. Zhou made fish porridge in the morning. The porridge was sprinkled with minced ginger and pepper. Drinking it into the stomach warmed the whole body.

"Ask Xiao Yan to come eat, why do you eat by yourself?" Mrs. Zhou poked Jiang Mo dissatisfied.

"I called him and he needs to catch up on sleep."

The old lady Zhou sighed, "Why are you so busy, the child has been so busy recently that his complexion is not good."

Yes, why are you so busy?

Jiang Mo blew on the porridge in the bowl.

Since the establishment of the farm, his relationship with Xu Yan has not been as good as it was before rebirth.

At least before he was reborn, he could talk to Xu Yan whenever he had something to say, ask questions if he had any, and beat him up if Xu Yan got upset, anyway, he was disabled and couldn't beat himself.

At that time Xu Yan always looked at him arrogantly, he knew that he was not worthy of being friends with him, but he was willing to lick his face and rely on it.

Now, Xu Yan put the two on an equal footing and took the lead in calling him the second boss.

In the eyes of everyone, he was Xu Yan's most trusted person, but for some reason, he didn't dare to ask Xu Yan what he was busy with.

irritable.

The subordinates couldn't help but feel that they were stirring the fish porridge, and the stirring was getting faster and faster. Jiang Mo's face was stinky, and his beautiful eyebrows were frowned.

"Dangdang." Mrs. Zhou knocked on the bowl with her chopsticks, "What are you doing? Don't drink if you don't want to, you're wasting food here."

Jiang Mo didn't dare to stare at Mrs. Zhou, so he could only silence the drums, raised his head and choked down the porridge.

The phone rang right at this moment, and it came from the reception room at the gate.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhu was out of breath, "Second Boss, the entire Taiping Village has been slaughtered by mutated animals!"

Jiang Mo took a deep breath.

The hand holding the microphone slowly tightened.

Starting today, the farm has stepped up its defenses.

The patrol area of ​​the patrol team has been expanded. Except for the inside of the farm, the tent area and the stone house area outside the farm are all included in the patrol area. At the same time, refugees are reminded to be vigilant and report any abnormal situations in time.

Everyone, hunting and eating mutated animals is prohibited.

Wei Xinghe, Fang Nan, and Xu Yan took turns on duty for 8 hours a day, and reported any situation in time.

Originally, mutated animals could easily find contaminated food that humans dared not eat. After a heavy snowfall, the food was buried under the snow, and there were only two paths left for the mutated animals.

Or kill each other, or kill humans.

And after several rounds of mutation and survival of the fittest like raising Gu, the animals are engraved in their genes, and the fear of humans is slowly dissipating.

The attack on Taiping Village was just a tiny beginning.

The real test of winter is coming.

It's been a month since the last system upgrade, and it's time to upgrade again.

Jiang Mo turned on the system.

【Welcome to the red plant paradise】

Familiar five-petal flower with open tail.

The points have been accumulated to 120341 points, Jiang Mo did not hesitate to click to upgrade the five-level paradise.

The realistic 3D interface is gradually blurred, as if covered by clouds and fog.

The thick green blocked the line of sight.

Jiang Mo unconsciously wanted to push away the thick green in front of him, he stretched out his hand and touched a soft leaf.

The leaves brushed gently against his palm, and a vine gently entwined around his fingers, before bouncing away quickly.

The fragrance of plants and earth comes from the nostrils.

The senses of touch and smell are so real that Jiang Mo can't tell if this is a joke made by the system.

The author has something to say: There are four thousand words to update at [-]:[-] pm~

感谢在2021-11-2323:43:29~2021-11-2510:35:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Seltin, Xin'an, Explosive Mushroom Boy, Eat My Thor Meow Hammer;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：心安50瓶；桃桃糖兔40瓶；斑马36瓶；4263182420瓶；不染10瓶；叠桑5瓶；空空空井1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!