Chapter 35 Hurricane Season 35 Refugees resettled and homes rebuilt. ……

Since the fifteenth day, the hurricane disaster has lasted for three days and three nights without stopping.

The wind was raging, the rain was pouring, and the pitch-black polar night was in an endless roar.

This was something the players had not expected three days ago.

*

Inside Qingshan Inn.

Li Fu closed the account book and frowned, "Anian, given the situation, the repair kit made by Elder Yu may not be enough."

Baisha Limited. After distributing the repair kits to the Forest Tribe and Shuguang Town, they can only last for three or four days.

These days, except for Liu Yinshuang who was able to go out to explore, everyone else could only hide in the protective shield and had no way of obtaining more materials.

"No, I'll write a letter first to ask about the situation," Li Fu picked up the pen, "I hope everyone is okay..."

Jiang Runian also had a worried look on his face.

On the night of the disaster, she wrote letters to remind Senmin and Shuguang, but she received no reply.

When Liu Yinshuang brought back the stranded players, Jiang Runian immediately wrote a letter to remind them to send some people to search for lost players nearby and bring as many as possible back to the shelter before the storm opened its bloody mouth. However, the natural disaster was so fierce that no one could be sure whether the two sides had taken action - in the face of a catastrophe, people always take care of themselves first.

A slightly bitter smell of medicine wafted over, and Feng Yuechen held a few pottery jars and greeted the frightened players.

"I just developed a calming soup. Drink some to calm your nerves." Feng Yuechen has a charming appearance and a gentle tone, like an angel in white. She is the first person to make the players open their hearts.

When we first settled in, the inn was shrouded in fear all day long.

The home they had worked so hard to build for a year was destroyed by the hurricane. No matter how solid the Qingshan Inn was, it was only a temporary place after all. No one could guarantee that it would remain standing in this ongoing ordeal. Although they knew that if Liu Yinshuang had not helped them that day, they would have died without a burial place, they were still eroded by pain all the time.

So, Feng Yuechen made a pot of calming soup.

The decoction has no attribute bonus, only a simple effect of "can make people calm their minds".

I thought it was just a game description to fool people. No one expected that after drinking this soup, it really seemed as if a fresh and elegant fairy air washed people from head to toe! The players who were originally bitter and resentful suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. Although they still remembered the cruel scenes, their mentality became much more optimistic and they could sleep well!

Jiang Ruunian breathed a sigh of relief.

Thanks to this bowl of soup, otherwise, I don’t know how many people would have died hastily in the inn due to depression.

She didn't want Qingshan Inn to be tainted by the resentment of ghosts.

She lay on the windowsill, supporting her chin with one hand.

Liu Yinshuang stood side by side with her and punched the wall angrily: "This damn disaster! Are we just going to wait for it to end?"

"I'm afraid so." Jiang Runian looked calm, but he was helpless when he looked closely.

Players who have survived in the game for a year have never experienced such a long-lasting natural disaster, let alone Jiang Runian.

Normally, Qingshan Sect always asked her before anything and let her make all the decisions, but this time she racked her brains but couldn't figure out a way to break the impasse.

She also asked the system for help, and the system apologized: [No matter how powerful a monster is, it will have weaknesses, but host, this is a hard-coded game mechanism...]

When she first took over Qingshan Inn and learned about the Qingshan Sect's special abilities, she knew that this time she could be safe in the other world.

Indeed, as long as the Qingshan Sect stayed in the inn, the corpses everywhere outside had nothing to do with them.

But why did she still feel so small and powerless... How strange.

This was the second time she had felt this way.

The first time was the day when the Qingshan Sect was wiped out.

In the previous life, the world of immortal cultivation was split into two factions simply because of a rumor that "a rare magic weapon has been lost in the human world". The so-called Immortal Alliance was nothing more than a mask to conceal their own interests.

After all, the Immortal Alliance has existed for thousands of years, and no one wants to be the first to stand out. Qingshan Sect is a small, idle sect that has never participated in any disputes outside the mountain. This time, it did not choose to stand on the side, but instead became the third isolated army and the first piece of flesh and blood to be peeled off.

That day, Jiang Runian lay quietly in the paradise. Li Fu did not come to stick to her for the first time, and Chu Yu did not summon her to the treasure pavilion, which was unusual for her.

Until a loud thunder tore the sky apart and the wind swept away all the clouds.

She stood up suddenly, her steps getting faster and faster, the rain cutting her face like a knife. She felt dizzy, but she didn't know if it was the ground shaking or she was shaking.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, the plaque hanging high up had been burned to ashes and blown off the cliff by the wind.

The broken and rotten wooden beams collapsed due to the lightning, breaking and rolling down, crushing Feng Yuechen's twisted corpse. Li Fu and Chu Yu fell in a pool of blood, the talisman paper was soaked by the rain and rotted into a pool of mud, the mechanism no longer worked, and it was as cold as their bodies.

Not far ahead, Liu Yinshuang was blocking the mountain gate with her flesh and blood. Her resolute and strong face was pale. The whip of the Immortal Alliance leader carried supreme spiritual power, and her flesh and blood bloomed like desperate flowers. The rain kept washing, flowing down the bluestone steps, dyeing the mountain spring stream red.

Jiang Runian held Feng Yuechen's body and gritted his teeth: "You have no evidence at all! What basis do you have?"

Along with thousands of eyes looking at her, there was also a sharp blade.

Jiang Ru Nian's pupils suddenly contracted, but she did not feel any pain - Bai Ye Xuan, who was always dressed in white, rushed towards her, passing through countless spiritual powers that were aimed at her vital points. With a "puff", the sword light suddenly pierced her chest, staining her snow-white clothes red.

Bai Yexuan clearly said that this is a rare material in the world and will never get dirty.

At the last moment before falling on Jiang Ruunian's shoulder, Bai Yexuan raised her hand, trying to block her sight, but this endless rain had been completely imprinted deep in her mind.

Jiang Ruunian fell to the ground, the rain dripping down his face uncontrollably.

She really wanted to hold a sharp weapon in her hand and let all the thousands of self-proclaimed righteous disciples outside the mountain be buried with this massacre! !

But she couldn't do it.

Her wood spiritual roots can continue to grow, but they cannot protect Qingshan Sect.

Until the moment she closed her eyes with hatred, she could only mobilize all her spiritual power to make green grass and flowers bloom on this devastated mountain, so that Qingshan Sect could leave more gently.

Bloody memories flooded into his mind, and Jiang Runian's legs suddenly went weak.

It was a complete nightmare with no warning.

Fortunately, she was the only one who retained this memory after the time travel.

"Anian? Are you feeling unwell?" Liu Yinshuang, who always stood in the forefront of her memory, touched her forehead. "You don't have a cold... maybe you have been too stressed these past few days? Why don't you have a bowl of calming soup?"

Jiang Ruonian shook his head.

She looked at the shivering players again.

Perhaps because of their similar experiences, there was a ripple in her calm heart.

What choice do these ordinary players have?

If the game wants them to live, they have to find ways to live; if the game wants them to die, they can only accept their fate and close their eyes. As long as they are involved in this game, they can only be led by the nose by the game, just like a game of chess, advancing, retreating, life and death are all in a thought.

Thinking of this, Jiang Runian placed several tables filled with steaming dishes.

The players knew that they were taken in by kind people, so they didn't dare to ask for anything in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. Although Qingshan Inn was self-sufficient, it was impossible to go out to collect during the natural disaster. If the natural disaster continued, Qiankun Pavilion would be emptied sooner or later, so the daily meals were planned.

Suddenly Jiang Runnian took out so many dishes that were obviously very expensive. The players swallowed their saliva and waved their hands: "No, no, Boss Jiang, we don't have much money. After the disaster is over, we have to go out and kill monsters to replenish you."

"If you don't know, you might think that our Qingshan Inn is a black shop that kidnaps guests and forces them to spend money," Jiang Ruonian smiled, "I'll give you free food and lodging for the next few days."

Even though they had known for a long time that Jiang Runian was doing charity, the players were still quite shocked when they heard the word "free" from her mouth - after all, this was a well-known boss who would not suffer any loss.

Sure enough, the next second she said, "As for this meal... buy it on credit, I'll give you a 70% discount."

In this world, the best way to get along is to not owe each other anything. She doesn't want to change from "Boss Jiang" to "Buddha Jiang" in the eyes of the public, which would bring her many disasters; she also knows that the players don't want to owe Qingshan Inn such a big favor, for fear that one day they will die for her in return.

So, no matter how much money they have, it's always good to let them spend some.

*

A day later, the roar of the Scourge finally subsided.

Jiang Runian and Liu Yinshuang rushed to the Senmin Tribe and Shuguang Town with a car full of intermediate materials.

Along the way, the southwest region, which had finally developed vigorously, became a devastated place. The ground was covered with rocks, trees were uprooted, and most of the grass was torn off. There was nothing left of the small settlements, and only the protective shield with 0% durability flashed a warning red light.

Qingshan Inn is closer to Senmin, and when I arrived there, I unexpectedly met Jin Xiulian and a team of Shuguang Town volunteers.

The forest people's protective shield also became as fragile as paper due to the long-term fall, but fortunately there was no crack, so everyone's life was saved.

“Boss Jiang!” Zheng Xuan rushed over and hugged her. The eagle-like woman choked with sobs, “Thanks to the repair materials you sent, the protective shield was almost broken!!”

Looking over Zheng Xuan's shoulder, everyone's eyes were bloodshot, with dark circles under them, as if they had been up all night. I guess they didn't reply because they were really too distracted.

Jin Xiulian also had tears in her eyes and held her hand: "Boss Jiang, you came at the right time. We are discussing the resettlement plan for the survivors. Do you have any suggestions?"

A group of unfamiliar faces appeared in the Senmin tribe.

It seems that both settlements accepted her advice and took in many players in trouble.

Jiang Ru held his chin up and said earnestly: "The Southwest region can't continue to be scattered like this."

Meng Li nodded in agreement.

The reason why Longcheng can grow and develop is inseparable from their concentrated human resources.

Although the southwest region is peaceful and stable, countless small settlements cannot achieve anything big. After driving away the dark hunters, the Forest Tribe absorbed some grassland settlements; Dawn Town has also been working hard to expand its scale. However, in order to avoid conflict, the two have been doing it on a smaller scale.

Now, small settlements were razed to the ground overnight.

Those in distress also know that the small and warm home they once had is no longer there, and what awaits them is only ruins and rubble.

Therefore, the reconstruction plan proposed by the Senmin Tribe and Shuguang Town is actually an "expansion plan."

"There are some empty houses in Shuguang Town, and families can move in first."

"The Senmin people here need to start building some houses right away."

"Are there enough materials? The stock in the Shuguang warehouse is running low..."

The two sides stood in front of the conference table, spread out a map with terrain worth planning marked on it, and decided to first concentrate all small settlements near the two large forces before making plans.

However, Jiang Runian did not participate in the subsequent discussions.

The leaders of Senmin and Shuguang knew that they had to consider the whole community and the whole region, but Jiang Ruinian had no obligation to reduce such a burden.

Several of them had dealt with Jiang Runian before, and they all knew her character. They didn't want to let her and Qingshan Inn make sacrifices.

However, Jiang Runian, who had been listening silently, suddenly stood up.

"I'll have someone deliver the remaining materials, as well as food and medicine. Don't worry."

It was straightforward and calm. He left after saying this.

Jin Xiu Lian and Meng Li looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud at the same time.

Boss Jiang always says that he is just a small innkeeper and not worth mentioning, but in the end he delivers materials, shelters refugees and provides support.

"This girl, ah!" Several of them didn't have daughters, and they particularly admired Jiang Runian, who was not even 20 years old, and couldn't hide the smile in their tone, "It's just a good deed, how can she be so cute."