Cooling
The space station has its own advantages, and the ground also has its own conveniences.
Especially the fact that the game screen can be used on the ground.
Ever since he began studying the intricacies of technological development, Ye Miaomiao realized that anyone who developed light screen technology must be a genius.
Imagine, what kind of software could deliver food to you in a second when you're hungry, without you even having to get out of bed? What kind of software could constantly monitor your status, showing you +2 experience points when you read a book, or telling you if you're getting enough nutrition when you eat, giving you a complete understanding of yourself in one step?
The interstellar people are so happy, and the hungry light screen still needs to make progress.
In the submarine, Ye Miaomiao was thinking ambitiously while lazily scrolling through the light screen, sending caring messages to friendly territories and finding food for the five hundred people.
She was surrounded by anxious residents, many of whom had turned pale from the turbulence of the previous tsunami. No one spoke until a sudden rustling sound emerged from the quiet room.
Looking over, all kinds of food suddenly began to fall around Ye Miaomiao, including biscuits, drinks, bread, and even a pot of hot soup. They gradually piled up into a small hill, emitting a strong fragrance that could not be ignored.
Everyone looked over hesitantly, not understanding what was going on.
"Anyone want some boiled beef jerky? It comes with some baby cabbage and some dipping sauce."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of swallowing saliva echoed all around. Without further questioning, Ye Miaomiao immediately placed an order at a price several times higher, calling out to everyone, "I've set up a temporary warehouse here. Everything you buy on the light screen will be transferred here. Buy whatever you want, and the territory will reimburse you."
As she spoke, several large pots and stoves landed beside her, along with a bag of hot pot ingredients made by E E E, as if she was about to have a lively picnic.
Everyone was stunned, their fear forgotten for a moment, their expressions horrified. "No, aren't they taking refuge? Are they taking refuge or are they on vacation?"
The team members, accustomed to the dangers of the situation, took it well and eagerly began to cook the hot pot. They hadn't had time to eat at noon, and after being caught in the rain and soaked in water, they were starving and eager to warm themselves with something hot. The others, driven by hunger, quickly joined in, enjoying the delicious food.
The small room became warm and lively.
The person in charge moved his butt and sat over: "Lord, aren't we in a hurry to go up?" He just looked at the light screen and saw that the tsunami was over, but why did the lord look like he wanted to stay here for a long time?
Looking at the person in charge's big eyes that were eager for knowledge and trusting, Ye Miaomiao felt a little guilty.
How could she tell the person in charge that there was not a drop of fuel in the abandoned submarine. When she boarded the ship earlier, time was urgent, and she used the spare resources in the Doraemon warehouse and only dumped a small amount of fuel, enough to support the submarine's dive.
And now, the city gates have been breached, the warehouses are disabled, and the submarines are out of fuel.
Ye Miaomiao thought of the person in charge's trembling thighs, and was about to kindly conceal the possibility that he was "trapped in the deep sea and could be killed at any time by any means except starvation" when the light screen suddenly sounded.
At this time and place, could it be Fang Yan coming down? So fast...
Ye Miaomiao immediately looked at the screen, but unexpectedly saw an unfamiliar account. There was also a reminder from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs below.
Your visitor, "Cultural Tourism Joint Department Investigator G425," has arrived and will conduct an on-site inspection and assessment of your territory's tourism qualifications. Please greet them promptly and assist with the inspection. Do not engage in any acts that suggest bribery, as this will result in the revocation of all your qualifications.
Ye Miaomiao, who just moved and had no time to repair the space station: Misfortunes never come alone!
"Knock, knock, knock."
The next moment, in the silence of the deep sea, a polite knock sounded outside the submarine's heavy, cold door. Everyone who was still eating suddenly shuddered and looked outside, feeling goosebumps covering their skin in broad daylight.
"Hello?" The person outside spoke standard human language. If it weren't for the situation, anyone would think he was too normal. "Excuse me, may I come in? Why is there no one here? The location is here... Eh?"
"The door is unlocked."
There was a click.
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Ten minutes later.
Ye Miaomiao sent the investigator away with a feeling of having survived a disaster.
Her heart raced as she recalled the bolt of the iron door blocking the seawater, nearly being unscrewed. Fortunately, they had stopped it in time, preventing the officer's fears from coming true. Regarding the situation where Ye Miaomiao and the others were trapped, to avoid delaying their work, the investigator simply helped to tow the submarine to the surface. To ensure the work was completed, his ship, a high-end one assigned by the bureau, was more than capable of towing the submarine.
Coincidentally, as soon as they reached the sea surface, they met Fang Yan leading a team down. Upon hearing the news that the temperature would drop sharply, Ye Miaomiao simply let the investigators go up first.
After asking customer service, Ye Miaomiao confirmed that the inspection and assessment was only to ensure that Hunger Hunger was not doing anything bad that would harm tourists, such as robbery, murder, human experiments, etc. This was of course all nonsense, and Ye Miaomiao was very sure that the investigators would not see anything.
She stayed behind to deal with another more serious matter - the Doraemon warehouse.
After refilling the fuel, Ye Miaomiao drove the submarine towards the city gate. Fang Yan beside her had already put on a diving suit and silently handed over another one -
As for why Fang Yan also stayed, it has to do with the fact that Ye Miaomiao could go crazy at any time due to [Summoning of the Void], so she always needs someone to accompany her. Now the team members all have training tasks, but Fang Yan, as the King of Rolls, has already completed them, so he took his place.
"No need to go down." Ye Miaomiao refused the diving suit and sighed.
By this time, the submarine had reached the city gate, clearly visible on the control room's screen. The once towering city wall had long since crumbled to rubble, with only half the gate remaining, and the rest long gone. No wonder Doraemon's warehouse wasn't responding.
"Everything is lost?" Fang Yan knew that Ye Miaomiao had left some spare parts here, but he didn't know exactly how many. Looking at the man in front of him, disheartened and depressed, he guessed that the "spare parts" were much more than he had imagined.
Fang Yan's guess was absolutely correct. Even for Ye Miaomiao, those transported to the space station were just spare parts.
"The things are not lost, but I can't get them out."
Ye Miaomiao drove the submarine around the city gate desperately, and sure enough, there was not a single inch of intact area. Ye Miaomiao's heart sank, and she remembered the answer she had received from the customer service just now.
The Doraemon Warehouse is tied to the city gate. If the city gate is completely destroyed, access to the warehouse will also be closed. Unless [Technology: Space Hub] is developed to reopen the gate, even if the current city gate is rebuilt, it will be impossible to retrieve the items.
Is there no after-sales service for SSR cards? Customer service said that any damage caused by natural disasters will be borne by the players themselves.
"Is the situation serious?" Fang Yan asked with concern.
"It's very serious," Ye Miaomiao nodded sadly, "The space station's warehouse inventory can only maintain the daily operation of the space station. The supplies we use for research and disaster relief are still here."
This meant that in this disaster-ridden game, they had no extra resources to defend against disasters. If there was a shortage of supplies anywhere, the entire space station would be affected. Even more terrifying was that they could no longer carry out any additional development or construction. Now, even if Ye Miaomiao wanted to rebuild the space elevator, she would have to think twice before doing so.
In short, there is not enough food at the moment!
"Let's go up first." But she had no choice. Even if she wanted to move all the things in the warehouse out in advance, there was no time. Realizing this, Ye Miaomiao became depressed.
The submarine slowly docked.
Besides the broken elevator on the plateau, there's also a gate to and from Stormwind Territory. This gate became inoperable after the indenture was signed. Customer service just mentioned that the development of [Technology: Space Hub] could also reopen it.
Ye Miaomiao opened the box next to the door, which was still full of things.
At the top were frog robots, water generators, and other items. Ye Miaomiao had put them there hoping the beasts would use them to survive the [Lightless Sea], but unfortunately, they never came back to take them. In the middle were some summer supplies, and at the bottom were hundreds of winter clothes and quilts.
Ye Miaomiao looked at the abundant resources that were packed full and couldn't help but feel sad.
She used to be so rich, but now when she thought of her empty warehouse, Ye Miaomiao felt that just standing here made her feel shaky and insecure.
From now on, I have to worry about not having enough food! What if the space station breaks down and there are no resources to repair it, what if it falls down? What if I have to watch helplessly?
"No! We can't do this!" Ye Miaomiao woke up as if from a nightmare.
Fang Yan took the heavy backpack from her hand and looked at her questioningly.
"We have to replenish all the lost stock," Ye Miaomiao announced solemnly. She looked at the things in Fang Yan's hand -
"Let's give these winter clothes away first. If the temperature really drops..." Ye Miaomiao couldn't imagine a world with a temperature of -100 degrees Celsius. The space station now maintains a normal temperature of 20 degrees Celsius. Others need these things more urgently. "Also remind them to be prepared for the temperature drop."
Fang Yan nodded.
The two quickly delivered the items and returned to the space station.
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Post-disaster reconstruction is proceeding vigorously.
Although the water level has dropped a little as predicted by scientists, it has not dropped much. Only the plateau and other territories are still exposed above the water. Fortunately, people no longer have to worry about their homes being flooded by a wave.
Because after a few days, the temperature really began to drop as predicted by scientists. Before people could remember the "frozen snowfield", the temperature continued to fall from the previous level, and the water near the shore and the sea surface quickly froze.
Not only the sea, but everywhere in sight, every inch of land on the plateau, every brick on the building, was covered with white ice. Driven by the strong wind, these icicles even parallel to the ground, as if unable to bear the pedestrians standing.
What’s even more despairing is that this is not the lowest temperature.
People bundle up tightly, with no expectation of a tomorrow that will be worse than today, or the day after tomorrow that will be worse than tomorrow.
At this time, Noah's Ark.
Outside Knox's office, a little boy ran over crying. He was as strong as a bull and no one dared to bully him on normal days, but at this moment he felt very wronged.
"What's wrong?" Knox bent down and hugged him kindly.
"The teacher took my book away! He said he would burn it! Grandpa, he is a bad guy! A bad guy!" The boy kicked his feet angrily, emphasizing the last two words.
Because of Knox's status, his wife, children, and others all lived ordinary lives, both before and after the apocalypse. His grandson dreamed of becoming a cowboy and was learning farming from a teacher.
The assistant glanced at Knox's face imperceptibly, but that kind face was filled with a smile. "The books are burned to keep warm. It's so cold, what if everyone freezes to death?" Knox touched his grandson's head. "Will the teacher still teach you?"
"Teach..." The little boy nodded aggrievedly, still thinking that his teacher was a bad guy, "But he doesn't even teach Brother Skye anymore!"
Knox's expression hardened: "Why?"
"He said that Skye had already learned it and didn't need to learn anymore. But when I asked Skye, he said that he hadn't learned it yet and didn't plan to learn it anymore. It's all the fault of the bad guys! The bad guys!"
Now that he couldn't find any more excuses to make up for it, the assistant sighed slightly.
After sending the little boy away, he silently poured a cup of hot water for Knox: "Lord Ye has sent quite a few cotton-padded clothes. Would you like me to give two to the young master's teacher?"
Skye's family is poor, but they are not poor. If the lord is willing...
"Send it away?" Knox slammed the table angrily. "Send it away! Are you trying to bolster the arrogance of these dictators? There are so many things to burn, but why do you have to burn the books first? And now you don't even bother to find an excuse, you're just kicking people out!"
"They truly believe that the students of the church are starving their teachers to death. These short-sighted people are only interested in maintaining their pathetic status! Do they think they can survive the disaster by simply grabbing the resources of their compatriots?"
The assistant sighed, "This disaster is so terrible. They are scared."
But this wasn't the first time Knox had encountered something like this.
In fact, since the beginning of the Noah's Ark Project, the people of the Tolonin Territory have had this idea in mind. At that time, Knox did not have much opinion on it. After all, this was a common tactic used by rulers to win over their subordinates, and he was already accustomed to it.
At this moment, he felt an unprecedented anger. He did not want to be associated with these people anymore. Perhaps because he often confided in Lord Ye, he had seen more in the disaster.
This is a disaster with no end in sight. Treating compatriots as food reserves will not help them survive longer. The only way is to unite and find a way out together.
From the start, Knox was wrong.
Moving forward is never an adventure; it is the only path they must take. Those who retreat in fear, or who, like them, believe that maintaining the status quo is also safe, will gradually lose confidence in the future. They will eventually be defeated by themselves or crushed into mud by the rolling wheel of history.
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