Chapter 196 The Third Level
Outside the car window, the gray fog has faded a little, but visibility is still low. Several people carefully approached the glass covered with red and white liquids, trying to see clearly what cut the blood bubble man in the wind.
"Captain, it seems that there is nothing..." Someone couldn't help but speak.
The captain beside him hummed with a serious look. Because the liquid on the glass and the gray fog blocked the line of sight, he also couldn't see clearly what cut the blood bubble man.
Although they all hated those blood bubble men who had long lost their human appearance, at this moment, seeing such a stubborn monster being cut by an unknown thing in the wind, they still felt chilled.
This chill was because of a deeper layer of fear, and unknown things always seemed more terrifying.
"There must be something. Everyone, be alert and don't get out of the car." The captain couldn't notify the people in the car behind, but there were also experienced members in the other two cars. They believed that they would not act rashly before the situation was clear.
Although it was not clear, the whistling sound outside was getting stronger and stronger. Some of the blood-soaked people climbing outside the cars had their bodies cut, and some seemed to be afraid of something. They stopped blocking the cars and staggered back into the gray fog.
After the blood bubble people retreated, the team members in the first car tried to restart the car. The wipers barely cleaned the liquid on the windshield. The tires rolled several times on the ground covered with blood bubble people's mucus, flesh and body, and finally ran over those things and drove again.
But probably because the blood bubble people retreated, the car faced the impact head-on. With the crackling sound of the collision, the people in the car finally knew what the thing caught in the strong wind was.
Is it - hail?
No!
Hail is not so powerful, and it is impossible to cut the blood bubble people's body, and it even makes them feel instinctively afraid and give up the siege.
A young team member almost pressed his face against the glass. He finally saw clearly what was rolling in the wind.
It was - ice blades!
He looked up from the car window and saw a scene he had never seen before. His eyes widened in surprise.
In the gray fog all around, the strong wind rolled up the hailstones that looked like sharp blades, rolling from top to bottom, hitting their car body, making a heart-shaking crisp sound.
The ice blades rolled past the car and sank into the thick fog on the side of the road, cutting branches and leaves all the way where they could not see, and swept away.
It took the people in the car a while to recover from the shock: "Captain, Captain... am I dazzled?"
"I saw it too, it really looks like blade-shaped hail." Hail itself is a serious natural disaster, not to mention this weird blade-shaped hail, coupled with the strong wind, wherever it goes, it is like a giant meat grinder.
No wonder those blood bubble people even had their bodies cut apart. If they were outside the car just now, they would probably have suffered the same fate as the blood bubble people.
"However, if it was just hail and not those other weird things, it would be fine. At least it cleared away those disgusting monsters, which helped us..." The team member who was driving the car muttered in a low voice.
"Drive carefully! Let's get back as soon as possible!"
"Yes!"
Fortunately, the convoy's journey was relatively smooth afterwards. Although the wind was strong outside, the team members were driving safe and reliable cargo armored vehicles with bulletproof glass. And when they drove out of the previous road section, the strong wind and ice blades stopped.
After the violent wind, the gray fog became thinner again, and the visibility reached five or six meters.
In the evening of that day, the convoy returned to the resort smoothly.
The captain reported the encounter with blade-shaped hail on the way, and the superiors were surprised, because this situation did not occur near the resort. There were only a few strong winds after noon, and the surrounding gray fog also became thinner.
During this period, the communication signal flashed intermittently for a while, and the people in the command center were trying to contact the outside world and the headquarters.
And the research team made a new discovery. The previous big drop in temperature caused the number of blood-red software to decrease sharply. After their research, they found that this kind of software would indeed weaken its activity at low temperatures.
However, because the software would appear dry and charred "dead" when leaving the gray mist, the researchers could not do in-depth research and did not know why they would weaken their activity at low temperatures.
Maybe it has something to do with the fact that some components in the gray mist become lighter at low temperatures, but these are just speculations. Whether it is red lotus, software, or gray mist, they are all beyond the scope of current science in this world. They want to study them thoroughly, which will not be done overnight.
**
That night, a strong wind blew again near the resort. This time the strong wind blew all night long. The whistling sound made everyone hiding in the building unable to sleep. It was not until dawn that the strong wind stopped, and some people fell asleep in fatigue and worry.
But soon, these sleeping people were awakened by the shouts of others in the same building.
"Could I be seeing things? Has the fog dispersed?"
"Everyone, get up! The fog has really dispersed! Oh my god! I haven't seen the house across the street for how long!"
"The fog is gone, so those nasty software should be gone too, right?"
"You ask me, who should I ask? Everyone should be more cautious and wait for notification from the troops!"
...
There are cautious people, but there are also people who have been trapped in the building for a long time and have reached the limit of their patience. They opened the door and rushed out impatiently without paying attention to the obstruction of their friends and family.
The fog outside really dispersed. Although the sky was still gloomy and the sun could not be seen, this was the first time they saw the sky in more than half a month. Even if it was gloomy, it was more exciting than the fog that filled the air and made it impossible to see anything clearly.
It was cold outside, the temperature was still below zero, but as long as the fog cleared, everything would be fine.
Some people hugged their families and couldn't help but sigh.
Is the disaster almost over?
When can they return home?
Some people were hopeful, but some were worried. They remembered the excitement of the crowd when "Red Lotus" was initially dead because of the gray fog, but soon, the gray fog that killed "Red Lotus" also became their nightmare.
This time... will it be the beginning of another disaster?
**
You Xi sat in front of the stretched screen of the computer, watching Jian Shou try to go online again and again, and finally sent the intuitive text data to the Internet with intermittent signals.
"It is not clear how many places outside have restored signals, and how many people will see these messages."
"Go on, try to upload as many times as possible, and post on several large websites."
After the fog dissipated today, the signal was better than yesterday, but I don't know if people from all regions of the planet went online at the same time, causing network congestion, and all pictures and video information could not be transmitted.
Therefore, Youxi edited the warning information into text and uploaded it.
The fog dissipated, and the people in the resort below walked out of the building in joy, and the army's low-altitude suspension vehicle could finally be used again. Looking out from the window of the floating villa at this moment, the resort at the foot of the mountain was bustling.
The troops were busy distributing water and cold-resistant supplies, and reallocating the number of people staying in each building.
The speed of the flying car is much faster than that of the truck. Since the fog cleared in the morning, it has been out and back several times. Each time, it brings back a large amount of supplies and fuel, and even a lot of new building materials. It is rapidly building a fence around the resort.
Youxi thinks that the troops should have some similar guesses, but they have no foresight. In the case of not knowing whether there will be another disaster, they are acting completely on instinct. It is mainly because they were too passive during the fog and their movements were restricted everywhere, so they broke out at this moment.
In the kitchen, Hei Mu took out the freshly baked matcha cookies and cocoa cookies from the oven, placed the beautiful cookies neatly on the plate, and then brought the hot coffee he had prepared before, and placed it on the round table in the living room where You Xi was.
The villa did not have a balcony like the apartment, so Hei Mu placed the round table and rattan chair that You Xi used to use by the window. This is where she drinks afternoon tea, and Hei Mu prepares different coffee snacks every day.
Youxi was a little surprised to see the beautifully shaped matcha cookies and cocoa cookies. She remembered that she seemed to mutter yesterday that she forgot to stock up on some cookies. Hei Mu didn't say anything at the time, and she didn't pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly, Hei Mu actually made cookies today, and made two flavors at once.
Both flavors are her favorites.
"Thank you." Youxi took the hot coffee he handed over, took a sip, and felt warm all over her body.
"Master, this is what I should do." He put the coffee pot aside, took a few cookies with a delicate little silver clip, put them on a slightly smaller plate, and then put it where Youxi could reach.
You Xi propped up her chin and watched him busy: "Hei Mu, I want to eat spicy fried crabs, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, pepper and salt prawns, and grilled lamb skewers tonight."
"Yes, master."
"Hei Mu, where is my white velvet sweater that I only wore once?"
"Master, I just washed and dried it yesterday. Now it's in the second drawer of the third cabinet on the left side of the cloakroom."
You Xi couldn't help but stretch out her hand to applaud him: "It's the end of the world, how can I still live such a refined life? What if the villa can't hold up one day and everyone has to move?"
"Master, that's a matter for later. Before that, my only mission is to make you comfortable and satisfied every day." Hei Mu folded a paper towel with beautiful patterns on it and placed it next to her, nodded slightly at her, turned around and prepared to go to the kitchen again.
"I'm just kidding! Let's not eat something so complicated tonight. Let's make dumplings tonight!"
**
Everyone was excited and worried that day. In the evening, the surroundings were filled with gray fog again, which blocked everyone's vision little by little.
Fortunately, everyone was racing against time during the day. Many young and strong refugees joined the troops in various transportation tasks and distributed drinking water and cold-proof materials in each building.
In the next few days, the gray fog appeared and disappeared from time to time. After each strong wind, the thick fog would dissipate for a few hours.
The troops also contacted the headquarters and exchanged some scientific research data, but the situation of strong winds mixed with blade-shaped hail that day did not occur in other areas.
Or maybe it was because there were not many shelters connected to the headquarters, and the data was blocked, so they could not grasp the more comprehensive situation.
Three days later, at night, accompanied by strong winds, the temperature plummeted again, and this time, everyone heard the sound of something hitting the building in the howling wind.
Crackling, like the sound of hail.
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