Shen Yi looked at Mo Qiu and finally just nodded slightly.

"This world is yours. Each of you has the responsibility to do something for the end of the world. Now that you have something you want to do, just do it."

In fact, even if Mo Qiu didn't say it, he already had this plan.

You can feel it after tasting the food made by Mo Qiu.

There is indeed a strange power contained in this girl's food.

From the first time she tasted it, Shen Yi thought that if the end of the world had not come, she and her food might have added a brilliant touch to the history of this world.

But now it seems that she still has a chance.

Mo Qiu was naturally very happy when he got Shen Yi's support.

I wanted to say something else, but in the end I just whispered: "Sir, Mo Qiu will still carefully prepare your meals every day."

"good."

Shen Yi just nodded and continued to pay attention to the information sent by Ding Xiang.

The great migration has officially begun.

It can be seen that everything is in good order. Everyone involved has received their own detailed tasks, including where each batch of people will be transported to and how to arrange their accommodation after arrival. All are being sorted out bit by bit.

This is not the work of one or two people.

It’s the participation of tens of thousands of people.

According to Dingxiang's calculations, if every link went right, the last batch of people would be able to start migrating just in time for the volcanic eruption.

That would be a miracle.

The reason why a miracle is called a miracle is because it is extremely difficult to happen.

Shen Yi asked Ding Xiang to pay close attention to every detail.

If something really happens, he can take action in time.

The air fortress at high altitude is also a huge transportation force.

However, he wanted to see first how far they could go.

It lasted until eight or nine in the evening.

"Captain, there seems to be a special situation." Ding Xiang suddenly spoke and turned on the picture on TV.

That seemed to be a surveillance picture from the highway.

In the dark night, rows of lights were running in an orderly manner on the road, but at this moment, one of the cars was swaying left and right with a considerable amplitude, and it was obvious that there was a problem.

"What's going on?" Shen Yi asked.

"The left front tire and the right rear tire blew at the same time, and the car was swaying badly and couldn't be controlled." Ding Xiang replied. "The driver handled the situation reasonably. He held the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the brakes. However, he still couldn't control himself to enter the emergency lane. This was a convoy with an average speed of 130 mph and hundreds of vehicles in total. Even if a certain safe distance was maintained, there was a 64% chance of a chain collision."

"A chain reaction?" Shen Yi understood.

This is just a fleet of volunteers. Under such high-intensity driving, the probability of breakdowns and accidents is still quite high.

And once it appears.

Not to mention the casualties, it will definitely cause road congestion and delay the entire migration process.

Even if it's just a delay of an hour or two.

In the end, there will be a group of people who will not have time to leave.

This is one of the reasons why miracles are miracles. No one can guarantee that special circumstances will not occur, and Dingxiang will take this probability into account.

"In that case." Shen Yi stood up, "Then I..."

However, before he could finish his words, he saw the transport truck in the picture that lost control and spun out due to a tire blowout. It made a sharp turn, crashed through the guardrail on the side, and rolled off the road.

"." Shen Yi was silent for a moment, then asked, "Lilac?"

"The car flipped over and the driver was injured, but he had seat belts and airbags, and it was a flat area, so his life should not be in danger. He should have made the decision himself."

After finishing speaking, Ding Xiang played an audio clip of a conversation between the driver involved in the accident and the command center.

"Damn this broken car! I'm here to help, not to be a burden!"

From his excited tone, you can tell how the driver felt at the time.

".So in order not to affect the cars behind him, he targeted a flat area and rushed out directly?" Shen Yi already understood.

"Yes, Captain." Ding Xiang paused for a moment and continued, "This situation only accounts for 8% of the probability calculated by Ding Xiang."

"Eight percent? Then you can recalculate the probability." Shen Yi pointed his finger at the screen, "You have to know how much emotion they have in their hearts to be able to stand up and participate in this. They are thinking about the collective and everyone."

"Yes, we are correcting the data and recalculating the probability." Ding Xiang also realized her mistake.

For her, whose emotional module has not yet fully evolved, this is her real shortcoming.

Shen Yi looked at the screen and saw an ambulance quickly stopped at the accident site. It should have been moving with the convoy.

"Captain, the new calculation results are out."

There was obvious surprise in Ding Xiang's voice.

This may just be her personality simulation to express differences.

But the next moment, she once again spoke words that were different from mechanical logic.

"Miracle, it's not a miracle anymore."

"Is that so?" Shen Yi understood the meaning of this sentence.

After Ding Xiang incorporated emotional factors into the calculation, she obtained a completely different probability from the initial calculation.

The probability of accidents during transportation, the proportion of people who do not cooperate among the relocated people, and even the changes in the mental limits of the staff due to emotions, all added together, have turned the probability that could only happen with a miracle into the current number.

Sixty-eight percent!

After getting the updated data, Shen Yi laughed.

He now began to look forward to how many more surprises this world could bring him.

And at this moment.

The heroic driver's actions quickly spread across the Internet, and after learning that his life was not in danger, countless people left their admiration, praise, and blessings in the comments of the report.

There are more and more reports like this.

The volunteers who carried the elderly with limited mobility downstairs; the workers who were so busy that they were almost exhausted and had to take a break; and the chefs who gathered together to provide free hometown food to people who were about to leave their hometowns. Many of them were just small people and small stories.

but.

In this late night when you may have to stay up all night, it is these little stories that make the night no longer cold and allow warmth to continue to be passed between people.

Even Shen Yi was slightly moved when he saw the video.

The little boy who was waiting in line to get on the bus looked up and asked his father.

"Dad, if the volcano really comes, our family will be gone."

"Silly son, your mother and I are here, so where is not your home?"

This brief conversation made Shen Yi seem to see those silent, empty cities again.

The people are gone, but the city is still there, so what can we do?

The climax of the plot is coming soon, why not vote? () 　　 　 (End of this chapter)