Chapter 218 The shovel hums

“Bang!”

There was a heavy knocking sound coming from the window next to me. Before I knew it, the people who were clearing the snow had already cleared here.

A man wearing a fur hat and a thick scarf leaned close to the window, staring at the people surrounding Xia Yan and said in a gruff voice, "Stop staring! Get out and work!"

His eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with frost, his cheeks were red from the cold, and with every breath he took, white steam came out on the glass.

The customers in the store looked around in confusion and asked, "Didn't we already have our numbers? It's not my turn today."

"Right, it's my turn next week. You got the wrong person."

They won't buy it. Just go out and work if you tell them to. A bowl of millet porridge only has a few calories. They'll be hungry soon.

The man outside the window roughly wiped his breath dry and put it back on. "Don't talk nonsense. It's the order from above. The snow in the square is too deep. We need to move out of the city. Everyone has to come out to work, including you."

Only then did they notice that people were constantly walking out of the residential buildings in the distance, and the white mist was blown away by the wind. The children who had not been out for a long time were very happy. They ran a few steps and their hats were covered with snowflakes.

It's true that everyone went out to work.

The few of them were speechless at this point. They put on their clothes and just stepped out of the warm restaurant door when a gust of cold wind blew in their faces, blowing straight into their necks and backs. The little warmth they had was gone in an instant. They had no choice but to hide the lower half of their faces in their collars as much as possible and walked back with the sound of creaking steps.

The man outside the window didn't leave in a hurry. He came closer and looked around the store to make sure there was no one around, then prepared to leave. Then he thought of something, and the corners of his mouth pulled up, revealing tiny cracks on his cheeks. He looked at Xia Yan and his temper softened.

"Boss Xia, are there any guests staying upstairs? If so, please let me know so I don't get the dirty floor."

Xia Yan doesn't come to the branch often, so I have to ask Xiaowan about the specific situation.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask."

"Hey, that's troublesome."

While she was away, the man stamped his toes, which were numb from the cold, and jumped up and down to warm himself up.

He looked back at the sky. Behind the dark clouds, the sun had become a dark mass like a round energy-saving lamp. It was impossible to distinguish it without careful observation. Snowflakes were flying in all directions, and the vision between the sky and the earth was vague.

In short, not good.

At this time, the sound of uniform footsteps came from behind him. The man turned around and saw teams of well-trained people in uniform entering the city, and at the end were a number of special ability teams formed outside.

They are all back!

The man was overjoyed. Does this mean that there are no more threats from outside? Great! According to past practices, the next two or three months will be safe.

Just like last year, the blizzard in the wild was dozens of feet deep. With the help of strong winds and ice-type mutants, the soft snowflakes became extremely hard. The mutant beasts that had no thoughts and did not know how to escape were frozen into ice sculptures, and then were deeply covered by the snow, which melted and froze again.

The pass was thus sealed with the help of the power of heaven, making it extremely solid.

Coupled with the daily patrols, the base, which had fought hard for a year, could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Very good.

The guest who was originally reluctant to stay in the hotel suddenly had his eyes lit up when he saw this scene, and he pushed the door open and ran out.

Don't make trouble, this is a rare opportunity to show off.

At this time, the team stopped, and the leader at the front called for a stop with one hand. After shouting a few simple words, the team dispersed in an orderly manner.

The space ability user began to dig out tools, square buckets, shovels, a pile of iron basins, and a small cart... The rest of the team divided the work in an orderly manner, either shoveling snow, pushing carts, or carrying basins.

A group of psychics holding buckets with raised eyebrows looked around and quickly locked onto the open space in front of Xia Yan's door. After having people clear the snow to expand the area, they arranged the buckets in rows one by one, leaving the aisle in the middle only wide enough for one person to pass through.

Xia Yan didn't quite understand what they wanted to do, but he was very interested, so he asked Xiongxiong to go back first and asked him to tell Zhikang to take a few employees to clean up the remaining villas for the second time. He then sat down again and watched the busy crowd outside.

She was surprised to find that the group of people in the distance had changed their previous laziness and were scrambling to do the work. The shovels they were waving made a humming sound and they filled the carts in a few strokes. Layers of crystal snowflakes were dancing in the wind.

Then the cart was pushed back here and placed on the ground covered with plastic sheeting. The psychic with raised eyebrows filled a basin with snow and at the same time activated his supernatural powers. His hands turned red and the iron basin quickly heated up to melt the snowflakes into water. The water was poured into a square bucket and frozen by another ice-type psychic.

Regular blocks of ice were made in this way and quickly transferred to another cart and pushed out of the city.

Xia Yan finally understood that they wanted to use ice to build another wall for double protection.

This not only solved the problem of heavy snow in the city, but also protected the outer walls from the cold wind.

A very wise approach.

Just as Xia Yan was sighing, a group of people walked past her in a hurry with big strides. The tall man in the center inadvertently turned his head to look at her, and a flash of surprise was clearly visible in his eyes.

He paused slightly, as if he wanted to stop and come in, but the next second he picked up his pace again and made a gesture, indicating that he would come back later.

Xia Yan recognized that it was Chu Wanfu, but he couldn't figure out what he wanted from her.

"That's General Chu, right?" Xiaowan beside him also recognized him.

"Well, has he been to the store in the past few days?"

"I came here a few days ago, but left when I saw you weren't there."

"Didn't you tell me what you wanted from me?"

"No." Xiaowan recalled his expression at the time and added, "It shouldn't be a big deal."

All the snow on the street was cleared away, revealing the slippery concrete ground underneath. Several nimble psychics jumped onto the roof, dispersed the crowd below, and pushed the snow down with tools, then moved to another location to continue.

The snow was as smooth as silk, and with a bang, it spread out on the concrete ground like a large ball of vanilla ice cream.

Xia Yan's eyes turned white and he also got a lump.

Seeing this, employees Qing Mingzi and 001 walked out with brooms in their hands, still wearing the long down jackets that Xia Yan had just bought for them, successfully attracting the attention of people around them.

But they just looked at it for a few more seconds and then continued to do their own things.

Only a few households on the entire street were still open for business. The shop next door, Fu Niang, had closed on the day of Frost's Descent. It was too cold in the shop and there was no heating equipment, so the flowers and plants could not survive. Her fruit business could only reopen after spring.

Xia Yan still spotted her among the crowd at a glance. Compared to others, she was not dressed too bulky. She was shoveling the snow without any laziness. She felt hot all over, so she pulled her scarf down, revealing her little face that was beginning to gain weight.

The skinny man standing by watched for a moment, pushed away the child who was hugging her legs, came over to talk to her, and reached out to take her shovel with an enthusiastic look on his face.