Blow up the sun?
"You really dare to dream," Zhang Hao said without responding.
"It's so hot, so hot."
The raven kept complaining, "This is no normal sun at all. It's made my smooth feathers all curled up."
"Your feathers are curled up from the sun, isn't that because you were by the window? How can it not be hot by the window? Isn't that just asking for trouble?" Zhang Hao said irritably.
"Huh? Dad, don't you like Raven anymore? Why are you speaking up for Goubi the Sun? Shouldn't you be fighting the Sun with me?" Raven said, looking aggrieved.
"Alright, alright, stop copying Honglian."
Zhang Hao rolled his eyes.
I glanced at the sun overhead through the window.
The temperature is ridiculously high. Even with both air conditioners running at the lowest possible temperature, there's still no coolness in the room.
But it's not hot, at least it's still bearable.
The other members' rooms were a little warm, but since there were many people in each room, it wasn't unbearable.
These people were prepared for a rainy day, which is why there were no casualties.
Other organizations were not so lucky.
Without air conditioning, many people would die from the heat even indoors, which is yet another challenge for humanity.
How many people will survive this heatwave?
Zhang Hao was unaware of this.
But the question is, is this really a problem with the sun?
This is completely illogical. Just like the previous Black Rain 1, the black acid rain gave the zombies a berserk buff.
The high temperatures only affect humans, not zombies.
The mutated plants and animals were all killed, but the zombies were completely unharmed.
Zhang Hao stopped thinking about these things.
Quietly wait for this disaster to pass.
The last three days passed by arduously, and the temperature dropped rapidly in a visibly sudden manner without any warning.
It's just like in the game.
Manually lower the air temperature to a normal level.
As is customary.
Zhang Hao ordered Meng Wu to gather intelligence near the North Fifth Ring Road.
It's not just about seeing how the number of zombies increases or decreases, but mainly about seeing the impact of high temperatures on humans.
After a while.
Meng Wu reported, "President, there aren't many zombies in the North Fifth Ring Road. Thanks to the efforts of our Third and Fourth Legions last time, most of the zombies in the North Fourth Ring Road didn't move here."
"It seems that not many people from the inner ring have migrated here. What else?" Zhang Hao said slowly.
“There are a few human corpses on the streets and in some shops. It seems that they survived for a long time indoors without refrigeration... They could only go out into the streets to look for hope, but they died from the heat,” Meng Wu replied.
"Not many? This is only the outer ring area; the number of deaths in the inner ring area is no less than that," Zhang Hao said helplessly.
"Yes, after all, organizations as well-prepared as us are few and far between. It's all thanks to your foresight, Chairman. If it weren't for you... the Dawn Society would probably have suffered quite a few losses," Meng Wu flattered.
"Okay, the heatwave has just ended. Let the members rest for a day. Send Chameleon to the North Fourth Ring Road and North Third Ring Road to investigate the distribution of zombies. Find out all the information, including their numbers, strength, and density."
Zhang Hao said calmly, "The area of the North Fourth Ring Road is quite large, and we don't have much time left. It's impossible to clear it all out before moving on to the Inner Ring Road. If the zombies in the North Fourth Ring Road aren't too dense, we'll choose the North Third Ring Road as our target."
"Yes, Chairman."
Meng Wu left.
Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts beginning to stir.
While killing zombies to collect crystal cores is important, the high temperature has delayed things for so long, so we also need to collect food and other supplies as soon as possible.
High temperatures will inevitably cause a lot of food in warehouses to spoil.
But there was nothing that could be done.
In such sweltering heat, it's simply impossible to go out and collect supplies.
However, it's not without its downsides; small food storage shops are completely out of the question.
Because of this kind of place.
There is usually no backup power source.
Only large warehouses of medium to large size have reserve power for temporary emergencies, so that the high temperatures do not spoil all the food.
The number of people in the organization is increasing.
The task allocation was then clear.
Most of the members were responsible for killing zombies, while Zhang Hao's group was responsible for collecting supplies.
Before the afternoon.
The chameleon returned, and Meng Wu brought back intelligence.
"President, although there are still quite a few zombies in the North Fourth Ring Road, the density is not high, far less than that in the North Third Ring Road."
Meng Wu said worriedly, "There are quite a few organizations around the North Third Ring Road, and they are all quite large. This heatwave seems to have caused some of these organizations to consolidate. Could they unite against us?"
"No need to worry. We wiped out Bai Feng's [Raiders], didn't we? As long as their intelligence system is decent, they should know about this. Unless they're stupid... they won't act rashly."
Zhang Hao calmly said, "If they are just fools, we don't need to care. We can just kill them. We can recruit those who should be recruited and capture those who should be captured. It's time to prepare for Zhao Wu."
"Yes, Chairman."
Meng Wu was about to leave.
Suddenly, a commotion was heard outside the door.
Zhang Hao frowned: "What's going on? Why is it so noisy outside the supermarket?"
"Here's the thing, a little boy with a buzz cut was knocking on the door of the supermarket, seemingly wanting to talk to you, Chairman."
Meng Wu replied, "But this child can't speak, he just shouts and yells, and his appearance was a bit too abrupt, so we didn't let him in. He's throwing a tantrum downstairs now."
Looking for me?
A little boy?
Zhang Hao didn't quite understand this matter.
Just to be on the safe side, Zhang Hao let Ya Ya smell it.
Raven shook his head: "There's no smell of rotting zombies."
"Isn't it a zombie?"
Zhang Hao seemed to be deep in thought.
then.
He ordered the goalkeeper to open the door.
The little boy with the buzz cut was taken to the second floor of the supermarket.
Zhang Hao cut to the chase: "Who are you? You must be an Awakened One, right? What do you want with me?"
The little boy scratched his head in confusion.
Suddenly, he pointed to Zhang Hao on the sofa and shouted with a slightly goofy look, "Dad~ Dad~ You're my dad!"
"???"
Before Zhang Hao could say anything...
The raven's feathers bristled, and it instantly went berserk: "Nonsense! How could a human as intelligent as my father have given birth to a stupid son like you? I am the real deal."
"You imposter, die!"
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