It was a little after six in the morning and the temperature was thirty-nine degrees.
There was not a breath of wind in the air.
There was no sign of rain on the ground.
Because the car door was open, hot air rushed in, and Cang Hui shrank into the corner in disgust.
Yu Xifeng sensed an unusual aura, which was also her intuition gained from her experience in natural disasters.
The temperature will soon reach the critical value.
Yu Xifeng arrived at the stone tablet as usual, and just as he started the pose, he broke out in a sweat. The sweat soaked into his eyes, and he couldn't even open his eyes.
Yu Xifeng returned to the car cursing.
That day, apart from removing the shed that protected the raisins from rain and turning the jerky over, the two of them did not leave the RV.
By noon the thermometer showed forty-seven degrees.
Yu Xifeng joked: "I'll crack an egg on the ground now, and it should be cooked in a while."
Zhang Qiu couldn't laugh, and said worriedly: "I'll go out and add some water to the water tank in the evening."
The reservoir is nearby, but Zhang Qiu is reluctant to use up water from it and would rather go somewhere farther away.
"Let's go after it gets dark." Yu Xifeng said.
The location they chose was on the shady side, where the temperature was naturally lower.
This is already forty-seven.
It must have been breaking fifty degrees outside.
These mountains in this border area have sheltered a group of survivors who rely on the mountains for their livelihood.
Such temperature meant that they were unable to move around outside.
If you can't move, you can only consume your stored food.
Storing food, what a luxurious word it is after the end of the world.
Zhang Qiu silently calculated the storage in the RV and relaxed.
Strangely enough, I have been living in the RV for quite some time.
There are more and more things.
Yuxi Feng is really strong.
Zhang Qiu thought silently in his heart.
If she hadn't been there, I would have died long ago.
Like many survivors who died silently.
The day was longer than ever before, and by nine o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark.
Zhang Qiu had nothing to do in the car, so he went back and forth cleaning the first floor.
Influenced by him, Yu Xifeng silently climbed to the second floor and also did a set of cleaning.
By the evening, the RV was ready to go on the road.
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