"Alright! Go ahead! But let me remind you, we're in this together, there are some things you should understand!"
Song Chi's eyes darkened. "Understood, Brother Lie!"
After the black figure disappeared from the stairwell, the woman slowly clung to the man. "Brother Lie, who is Rou Rou? Do you have other women besides me?"
"How could that be? Baby~ I only have you!"
The woman's boldness and openness intimidated the group of men working nearby, who dared not turn around.
"Alright! You can all get out now!"
Upon hearing the order to release them, everyone scrambled out in a panic. They were already in a bad mood from being called here to work in such cold weather, and now they had to witness these unbearable sights. It was utterly inhumane.
"Pat! Pat!"
A hailstone fell from the sky, followed by a barrage of bombardment.
Qi Lie, bewildered, opened the window, and a hailstone struck him squarely between the eyebrows, sending a searing pain through his entire body.
"Hiss~"
"What's wrong, Brother Lie?"
The woman rushed forward to check, and countless hailstones were pouring down!
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Hail kept pelting them, and Qi Lie quickly closed the window. The wounds on both of them, of varying sizes, were already starting to swell and turn red.
The woman, with a mournful face, began to shed small, pitiful icicles, "Brother Lie, it hurts so much! These hailstones are so big!"
Qi Lie rubbed his swollen and painful temples, his voice hoarse, "Don't cry! Let's put some medicine on first."
The woman, who was crying with tears streaming down her face, trembled and quickly wiped away her tears.
Before the two of them had finished applying the ointment, a scream came from the rooftop.
Qi Lie immediately got up and ran upstairs, kicking open the closed door.
Song Chi covered his eyes, squatted on the ground, and screamed in agony, bright red blood flowing from between his fingers.
Ignoring the broken window, he scooped the man up from the ground and left the room.
"Aaaaaaah! So much blood!"
The woman, hiding on the sofa, saw the bleeding man and screamed in terror.
"Shut up!"
Qi Lie calmed down and took out bandages from the first-aid kit for emergency treatment.
"Bang!"
A window was smashed, and a woman in the corner covered her mouth tightly.
Qi Lie didn't rest for a moment. He carried a sofa and blocked the window, where hail had already poured down to the ground.
"What are you all standing there for? Bring all the tables over here!"
After working for two hours, the three of them collapsed on the ground, the whole house was in a mess, and all the windows in the house were broken.
Qi Lie sat on the ground, panting heavily, blood flowing from his wounds. Hearing the whimpering sounds around him, he felt agitated.
"Meng Jingyin! Didn't you tell me there wouldn't be any extreme weather? You lied to me, and I had to go through so much trouble to rescue you!"
"I...I don't know either, Brother Lie! Dad didn't receive any of these messages!"
The window was broken, and endless cold wind rushed into the room. The three people shivered from the cold, and even with the air conditioner on and the heating on, it was still not enough.
Qi Lie found all the blankets in the room and put them on one by one, but he still couldn't feel any warmth.
They had no choice but to use unused furniture to make a fire. The three of them sat around it, with Song Chi staring at the sparks with a gloomy expression.
When the video reached this point, Lin Anran got up and turned off the projector.
Lin's mother exclaimed in a loud voice, "That feels so good! Humph! They got what they deserved!"
Lin Yu punched the back of the sofa. "That's right, let's see if they can survive this extreme weather!"
Lin Anran slowly curled her lips into a smile, "Blind! How...lucky!"
"Ranran, when did you install this surveillance camera? The angle is way too tricky!"
Jiang Rong kept gesturing, and suddenly, she exclaimed in realization, "Oh~ I know! It's about when we went to peek last time. You're really something! My darling Ranran!"
"It's alright!"
Lin's father popped his head out of the kitchen: "Kids! What goes best with winter?"
"Let's have hot pot!"
"Alright! Let's have hot pot today! Everyone, get moving!"
"good!"
Over the next few days, Lin Anran would occasionally turn on the surveillance footage to check on the three people.
Qi Lie, relying on his muscular physique, stubbornly endured the pain, while Meng Jingyin lay on the ground, wrapped in a blanket like a rice dumpling, motionless, and it was unclear whether she was already dead.
Song Chi brought out a large pile of bread and biscuits from the house, which should last for a while.
On the seventh day of the hailstorm, the long-absent radio broadcast started again.
"Notice! Notice! Sizzle—This extreme weather is exceptionally severe. Residents, please do not open your windows, do not go outside, do not open your windows! Do not go outside! Sizzle—"
"Notice! Notice! Sizzle—This extreme weather is exceptionally severe. Residents, please do not open your windows! Sizzle—Do not go outside! Do not open your windows! Do not go outside!"
On the tenth day of the hailstorm, the base lost power completely, and time seemed to stand still. Apart from the crackling sound of the hail, a strong wind also followed.
"Sis! Look outside! It's noon, and it's pitch black outside!"
A group of people peered out through a small hole in the window, and every now and then something flew by in the sky.
"Wow! There are zombies!"
Gu Chen was the first to spot the zombies floating in the sky, and the whole world seemed to turn into a fantasy.
The menacing zombie spun around and then disappeared from sight.
Lin's mother asked, "Ranran, when do you think this extreme weather will end?"
Three months!
Everyone: !!!
Three months is too long! Although they are safe, others may not be.
Everyone's mood turned heavy. They weren't afraid of zombies, but extreme weather was beyond human control, and these were all unknowns.
Before we knew it, a month and a half had passed.
During these long nights, Lin Anran often led everyone to move around in the space.
The previous plans have now all begun to be put into practice.
The bags of seeds were taken out of the space, and each person was given a shovel to start working.
"Sis! Today is New Year's Day, can we take a day off?"
Lin Yu looked at Lin Anran expectantly.
"Huh? Is it New Year's Day today?"
"yes!"
Lin's father slapped his forehead, "I almost forgot about that. Today is also considered New Year's Day, let's make dumplings ourselves!"
Lin's mother: "Okay, okay!"
Jiang Rong, looking like a foodie, exclaimed, "I'll help too!"
An hour later, everyone at the table got busy.
Plates of dumplings were brought into the kitchen, and Lin's father also prepared a table full of dishes in his spare time.
Cheers! Happy New Year!
At that moment, the dark clouds hanging overhead seemed to slowly dissipate, and the sounds of joy dispelled the gloom.
Lin Yu was excited to perform for everyone; his deafening voice pierced through the hail and reached the hearts of the people.
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