The volcanic ash gradually covered the world along with the hurricane.

The sunny days are about to completely disappear from this planet.

"With the arrival of the dust cloud, the last ray of sunshine in the world will completely disappear, but what is even more unfortunate is that we have no way to record this, which may be the last ray of sunshine of this century." In the live broadcast on the mobile phone, a sweet-looking host was reporting the disappearance of the last ray of sunshine.

It is now July 20th.

Eighteen days have passed since the completion of the first new city.

Liao Jingwei was staying in his dormitory, watching this news during his short break.

Sunshine. His expression was a little dazed.

It was only more than twenty days, so he would not forget what the sun looked like. However, it was not until this moment that he realized that he and his descendants might never see the sun again.

The moments of playing basketball with friends under the scorching sun and sweating will never come again.

He suddenly felt a little sad.

"Old Liao, it's time for the shift change." Hu Tai walked in, shirtless. "What are you looking at?"

"News." Liao Jingwei sighed, "There is no sunlight anywhere on the entire planet."

"Sunshine? How can there be sunshine under a hurricane?" Hu Tai said casually, and then was stunned for a moment.

Only then did he react.

What Liao Jingwei was talking about was the entire planet.

There is no sunlight on the entire planet?

"You're right. There's no sunshine now." Liao Jingwei laughed at himself and stood up. "You take a rest. I'm going to work."

Then he walked out of the dormitory and into the corridor.

It is called a corridor, but in fact it is completely blocked off. There are not even windows. There is only the sound of wind that seems to never stop.

Liao Jingwei was unable to sleep peacefully in the beginning, but now he has learned to ignore it.

Of course, there are also some people who cannot be ignored. Even if they live in such a house, they are still in fear all the time. Liao Jingwei has seen what those people look like.

They became increasingly thinner, more confused, and even went insane. Many of them even committed suicide.

For him.

Dying from a mental breakdown is much more terrible than dying in a disaster.

Liao Jingwei came to his workshop, and many colleagues who were changing shifts arrived one after another.

Their job is to forge the red-hot metal into shape in a stamping lathe.

It was very hot and tiring, but no matter how uncomfortable he was, he had already worked for more than twenty days.

"Where's Liang Chen?" Liao Jingwei took a look and suddenly realized that one person was missing, and his heart skipped a beat.

Liang Chen was the person he mentioned, who was starting to become a little dazed.

"He was sent to the medical department." Liang Chen's roommate Lian Feiguang sighed, "I don't know what he saw in the news just now, he just kept crying, but don't worry, I gave him my treasured 'wife noodles', and that grandson kept holding on to it when he left, so he won't go crazy."

Liao Jingwei breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he joked, "When did you secretly hide 'wife noodles'? You are so reluctant to give it away. Why don't you give me a pack?"

"Get out! Get as far away from me as possible!" Lian Feiguang's face was dark.

"Hahaha." The others laughed together.

"Lian Feiguang is really a die-hard fan of Mo Qiu."

"I feel like eating now."

"That noodle is really delicious, especially when I gave it to my wife to help me cook it last time, I was so touched that I almost cried."

"Get lost, get lost, show off your affection."

If everyone has a depressed and heavy face, it will only make everything worse.

The depression in Liao Jingwei's heart caused by the disappearance of the sunshine gradually dissipated.

The "wife noodles" they are talking about is actually one of the gourmet products produced by the Mo Group.

Although it is fast food, it is extremely delicious and nutritious, and it has a unique taste, as if you are really eating noodles cooked by your wife or lover.

In particular, the accompanying promotional video also includes a scene of the eldest lady of the Mo family busy in the kitchen.

Wearing cute home clothes, her expression and movements are as if she is making delicious food for her lover.

When eating noodles and watching the video, you will feel surrounded by warmth.

That’s why it is nicknamed “wife noodles”.

With her beauty, the thought and emotion that goes into delicious food, and deliberate publicity, Mo Qiu is almost becoming a new generation of national goddess on the Internet.

In times like these, such wonderful feelings are especially precious.

"Liao Jingwei, Lian Feiguang, you two, come out for a moment." Someone suddenly shouted at the door.

He is the production workshop manager.

Liao Jingwei and Lian Feiguang looked at each other.

Walked out.

The administrator didn't say much, but hurriedly took them to a place that seemed to be a meeting room, where many people were already waiting.

Liao Jingwei took a quick look and found that they were all co-workers he had seen before.

He suddenly felt a little nervous.

I don’t know what it will be.

But soon, a dark-skinned man walked in hurriedly.

It was the factory director of their branch, Lian Gaoyi.

"Everyone, let me make it short." Lian Gaoyi looked at everyone, "You are all the best fighters in our factory. Whether it is psychological quality, physical quality, or work ability, you are all very good. Now, I want to recruit a group of transporters from among you."

Transporter!?

Liao Jingwei's heart tightened.

Now, the outside is completely covered by the hurricane. Although the wind speed is not as strong as when the hurricane was just formed, it is enough to sweep away an adult man.

Unlike those of them who just need to stay in a safe building to work.

A transporter is responsible for transporting goods and has to face hurricanes head on.

"I can tell you directly that this job is dangerous and very important! Everything will be up to you, but starting today, all transporters will enjoy the same treatment and organization as Level 2 soldiers." Lian Gaoyi continued, "That is to say, your family members and children will be eligible to live in the new city and leave immediately. In addition, there will be corresponding treatment such as food quality and medical priority, which you should all be very clear about."

With just one sentence, the noise at the scene suddenly became much louder.

"I'll join!" Many people even raised their hands immediately.

Liao Jingwei was not surprised.

After the grades and treatment of disaster-fighting warriors were introduced, many people sought opportunities for promotion.

Although there are certain risks, the family is also more secure.

Even he himself felt a little heartbeat at this moment.

His parents are still in their original city, hiding in an underground shelter, surviving the threat of the hurricane.

(End of this chapter)