Chapter 306 Basement Collapse

The four of them sat on the mattress, and no one spoke first.

The calm outside at this moment did not make everyone feel relieved. On the contrary, the calmer it was outside, the more uneasy everyone felt.

Wang Jia looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, but his eyes were full of anxiety.

Shi Jiaojiao took out a small bag of dried honey vegetables from her bag and stuffed half of it into her hand: "Don't think about it, at least we are safe now."

Wang Jia mechanically put a piece of dried honey vegetables into his mouth and chewed it. The honey vegetables disappeared after the extreme cold ended. The dried ones were a rare snack in the apocalypse. He would only eat two pieces when he was in a good mood, but the polar day was so long that the saved ones had long been eaten up.

But this time, she felt a little disappointed.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sandstorm still did not appear, and even the sound of the wind and sand became smaller and smaller, almost stopping.

But everyone's nerves are becoming more and more tense, and any slight disturbance can touch that sensitive nerve.

At this moment, it was like the calm before the storm, the atmosphere was so depressing that it was almost suffocating.

Everyone held their breath, unable to move up or down, lying on the mattress, unable to fall asleep.

The sandstorm was like a guillotine hanging over everyone's heads, falling continuously. At this time, the blade was close to everyone's neck, almost cutting their flesh.

They were trapped in the basement, with no way to escape and nowhere to go.

If you continue to stay in the basement, the worst outcome is being buried alive. If you don't want to die in great pain, you can commit suicide before the danger comes. At least you can die quickly.

But it is not certain after going out. There is suffocating yellow sand all over the sky and strong winds that are impossible to resist. If their luck is worse, they might even encounter the tornado sandstorm they have seen before.

After all, who can be sure that there is only one tornado and sandstorm?

The more you think about it, the more numb your scalp becomes.

Unable to sleep, everyone started trying to divert their attention by chatting, although everyone looked a little out of sorts.

Everyone started talking, talking about the funny things that happened in their childhood, and the regrets they had after growing up. It was like they were venting their emotions. The more they talked, the more they couldn't control themselves. They wanted to tell every story they could remember about their ancestors.

This night was spent safely with everyone chatting and venting their emotions.

The sandstorm arrived on the third day.

Early in the morning, before everyone woke up, they suddenly heard the wind outside howling like ghosts and wolves, each howl louder than the last, as if it was going to tear everyone's eardrums apart.

The four were awakened by the sharp and piercing sound of wind and immediately jumped up from the mattress with solemn expressions on their faces.

However, before anyone could speak, the basement began to shake violently, as if it were an earthquake, and was about to collapse.

Every shake is terrifying. If the basement's bearing capacity reaches its limit, it may collapse at any time.

Everyone's heart also accelerated with the frequency of the basement shaking, beating rapidly "bang bang bang".

Fear and despair were mixed on Tang Wei and Wang Jia's faces, with a hint of numbness quietly emerging.

The two were exhausted physically and mentally by the sandstorm, which could be calm at one moment and violent at another, and were almost on the verge of collapse.

Shi Jiaojiao didn’t know what Wang Jia and her partner were going through, but she didn’t want to give up.

I persisted for so long in my previous life, and I was lucky enough to start over again after death, not to mention that I have a lover and friends in this life.

She doesn't want to die!

She must survive and hold on to the end.

So the first moment she woke up, she first held Mu Ci tightly, and then immediately pulled Wang Jia and Tang Wei to her side.

Xiao Hei had the most sensitive intuition about danger. Before anyone else could even react, he quickly rushed to Shi Jiaojiao, his hair standing on end. Because of fear, his ears were pressed tightly against his head, like airplane ears.

Its entire body was arched, as if it was ready to attack at any time, and threatening growls kept coming out of its throat.

As the sound of wind and sand grew louder, Xiao Hei also felt a strong sense of uneasiness, but he still stood firmly in front of Shi Jiaojiao.

The owner works hard to hunt every day for himself, and now it also wants to protect the owner!

As the sound of wind and sand outside grew louder and louder, the ceiling finally couldn't bear it anymore. The original crack spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, splitting from one into three, and finally turning into a dense spider web.

Wang Jia's face was full of despair. This time the basement really couldn't take it anymore.

She had been scared and terrified before, and even had nightmares after falling asleep at night.

But when I really faced death, my heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally fell to the ground.

Unexpectedly, they persisted for so long but still could not escape the fate of death.

The only regret is that I was not able to avenge my parents.

Wang Jia glanced at Tang Wei, her eyes full of love and reluctance, then turned her head to look at Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci, as if she wanted to engrave everyone's faces deeply into her mind.

"Tang Wei, Jiaojiao, Mu Ci, the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you. If there is a next life, I hope..."

Halfway through her words, Wang Jia choked up.

Tang Wei raised his hand and wiped away the tears from Wang Jia's eyes, his voice trembling: "Don't cry..."

Shi Jiaojiao didn't have time to pay attention to the separation of life and death of these two people. All her attention was on the crack in the ceiling.

As more and more cracks appeared, and even yellow sand began to fall from the gaps, Shi Jiaojiao realized that she could not wait any longer.

She turned to look at Mu Ci and saw the indulgence and support in his eyes.

Shi Jiaojiao had an idea and put Xiao Hei and all the supplies into the space first.

And others must follow me to enter.

Tang Wei was still wiping his girlfriend's tears, his eyes were very red.

At this moment, he even suspected that he had a bad luck BUFF that affected others, so they faced the current outcome.

Otherwise, how could they be facing such a mortal situation?

The more he thought about it, the redder his eyes became. He hugged his girlfriend tightly, turned his gaze to Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci, and moved his lips slightly. He wanted to apologize to everyone at the last moment of his life.

However, before he could utter the word "I'm sorry", the surrounding scene changed drastically in an instant.

Tang Wei's eyes widened, and he even hiccuped uncontrollably in extreme fear.

Where is this?

Is it possible that I am already dead?

But shouldn’t we go to the underworld after death?

The living room in front of me is fully equipped, there is no roar of wind in my ears, no dust flying in the air, everything is so beautiful.

Is this a welfare in the underworld?

Assigned a house to each new ghost?