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Jiang Miao told them his thoughts.
The other three people also agreed with this suggestion, but the water is so turbid now that it takes a lot of courage to go into the water without professional equipment.
Jiang Miao then calmly took out a sharkskin diving suit from his travel bag: "I had anticipated this situation when I came here."
Su Le was amazed: "Senior sister's travel bag is like Doraemon's pocket, it has everything."
After all, the supplies were requested by everyone together. Since Jiang Miao provided the tools, it was unreasonable and unethical for her to be the one to go into the water.
So Fang Yang volunteered.
Su Le also said that he and his sister were about the same size, so he could let her go first.
Fang Yang: "Let me go first. I've seen this kind of jars for storing precious metals before. I'll go down and see if there are any." In that case, Su Le did not refuse and took the initiative to help him put on a diving suit.
Li Chongyu was the only one on the shore who couldn't landlubber. He volunteered to be responsible for carrying the things handed up from above, but the injury on his arm had just healed and he couldn't use too much force.
Jiang Miao still has to move it.
He was quite depressed about this, and felt embarrassed that he was the one who contributed the least in the entire team.
After entering the water, Fang Yang floated up shortly after, holding a huge jar. Su Le and Li Chongyu hurried to help.
This thing is probably like a sealed oil tank, with high compressive strength and good sealing.
Jiang Miao carefully checked the sealed can and confirmed that it was engraved with the 'Mg' logo, which means it was used to store this metal raw material!
To be able to find something like this in the wilderness, you really can't stop your luck.
"There are still a lot more down there." Fang Yang carried the things up and dived down again. Soon he brought up a sealed jar with the 'Li' logo engraved on it.
It seems that there is indeed a warehouse downstairs for storing relevant precious metals, and there is quite a lot of stock.
So Jiang Miao said to Su Le, "You lead the way and go to your house with Li Chongyu to see how things are going. If it's habitable, move these things over temporarily."
Su Le said it was no problem, thinking it was a good trip, so he and Li Chongyu moved the sealed can onto the kayak, and the two paddled southwest.
Now that the flood has receded, most of the buildings are exposed. I finally don't have to run around on the water and ice like a blind man.
Everyone had left, and Jiang Miao took this opportunity to walk around the building. When he saw that there was nothing to collect, he returned to the second floor.
At this time, Fang Yang held up a sealed jar with a 'W' mark on it.
"Are there many types below?" Jiang Miao was a little surprised. Not to mention that the prices of these rare metals were very expensive before doomsday, they are even more expensive than gold and oil after doomsday!
How could a large factory in a remote suburb have so much of this stuff in such abundance?
Fang Yang took off his oxygen mask: "There were a lot, maybe a dozen cans, all piled together and covered with cloth. I almost missed it."
It seems that someone at the end of the world hid all the things in this place.
Jiang Miao saw him lying on the stairs gasping for breath, and remembered that Gao Xinghe said at D University that this top student was sick at home for a long time and weak and unable to take care of himself, so he said, "Take a rest first, wait for Su Le and Li Chongyu to come back, and ask about the situation over there first."
"Yeah." Fang Yang got up from the water and stood beside his sister obediently.
The two chatted casually about some family matters, and Jiang Miao learned that his parents divorced when he was very young and lived separately in Ancheng and City D. Therefore, he had been switching schools since he was a child and did not have many friends, so he made more friends on the Internet.
Maybe the lack of a patriarch in a boy's family really does have a certain impact on his personality.
While other boys were fantasizing about becoming Long Aotian and dominating the world, he had a premonition that he had a talent given by God but just wanted to be the strongest assistant.
This place is at the northernmost edge of the industrial park and is close to Su Le's factory.
While the two were chatting, Li Chongyu and his friends came back.
"No problem, senior sister!" Su Le was happy to be able to help the team: "I kicked it deliberately but it didn't move at all!"
With a place to move the goods, the following process became much simpler. Su Le and Fang Yang took turns to move all the stock on the first floor.
Afterwards, Li Chongyu rowed the boat to escort them, Jiang Miao was responsible for carrying them, and Fang Yang and Su Le took turns to go into the water.
It was now completely dark, and without any moonlight, it was becoming increasingly difficult to see in the darkness. However, Li Chongyu, who was escorting the precious metals, did not dare to turn on the light and make himself a target.
You can only move forward slowly and caressingly.
Fortunately, there were not many left, and with concerted efforts, they finally moved all the sealed cans to Su Le's factory before dawn, moved them to a hidden small warehouse for storage, and then quietly returned home.
The things this time are what Jiang Miao mentioned before, materials that he cannot use but can be exchanged for contribution points.
Based on the gains from this trip, it has been ensured that 1101 and Jiang Miao can enter the base smoothly, and the remaining contribution points can even be used to exchange for a house each.
However, if the cost is shared among each person, the most they can get is a small two-bedroom apartment. Even if we combine the money and want to move to a villa, there will still be a gap.
A few people packed up and went up the stairs under the cover of night. After another week, the flood gradually receded.
1101 started to plan for moving.
The working people were running around telling each other about their joy, but at the same time they sighed as they looked at the newly exposed muddy ground.
If this broken society wants to restore its former peace and prosperity, it will probably take twenty years to repair the damage done over the past two years, and hope seems to be a long way off.
"Senior, aren't you moving?" Su Le was surprised. She thought that the senior would leave Lanwan Community with them. "If you don't move, then we won't move either."
"Don't say such childish things." Jiang Miao leaned against the door: "I won't live here, you don't have to worry."
"But……"
"The floor slabs here are not safe. They have been soaked in water for so long and coupled with the extreme cold, if we are not careful, they will become dangerous. We need to move as soon as possible."
Jiang Miao had never thought of being tied to these children. Life is a long journey, and only after separation can there be reunion.
The senior’s decision was always final among them, and there was not even room for rebuttal, because Room 1201 was empty the next day.
Li Chongyu felt a little disappointed, and Fang Yang even cried secretly, like a child abandoned by adults who didn't even leave him a farewell.
"Don't be sad." Su Le was relatively calm. "We will go to the base with Senior Sister in the future. Then we can choose a place closer to each other and live together."
That makes sense. The precious metal materials that the senior sister had are still in their warehouse.
Putting away their sadness, the three of them followed the pace of the backbone and emptied 1101 within two days, evacuating the Lanwan community and moving into Su Le's factory in the northern industrial park.
Annan Peninsula Villa Community.
Thanks to Jiang Miao's foresight, the renovation was carried out in advance. Although her villa was soaked in the flood for such a long time, except for the peeling of the outer wall tiles, there was not much damage to anything else.
In addition, with the exterior facade specially built at Doomsday to blend in with the community’s public walls, Villa No. 6 has been successfully hidden, with no uninvited guests to date.
Jiang Miao brought the Immortal King to move in.
The corners and the ground here are full of silt, and there is even floating garbage, fish feces and dead animal bodies.
It's impossible to live here if you don't clean it up.
However, Jiang Miao did not plan to live on the surface. Instead, he opened the door of the basement and used a pump to drain all the water in the room.
“What are you doing?”
"Pump the water, we'll live down there."
"Why?" Su Heng was puzzled: "The underground is damp and not ventilated, it is really not a cave suitable for cultivation."
As for why, Jiang Miao did not elaborate, only vaguely saying: "It's safe underground."
Su Heng is a relatively picky immortal who is slightly mysophobic, but since she has chosen this place, what can he do?
"Then I want to be closer to you."
Jiang Miao, who already knew the reason, was very calm when he heard this: "There is only one room in the basement, it will be very close."
After he finished speaking, Su Heng immediately raised his wrist and turned it lightly, and the whole house immediately looked brand new, as if it had returned to its appearance before the end of the world!
Those who engage in fantasy are really not in the same dimension.
Seeing this, Jiang Miao was already very accustomed to it. He put away the water pump and went downstairs first to set up the immortal's favorite bed.
A 2.2-meter-long bed, a high-grade latex mattress, soft wool cushions and premium silk, plus a big teddy bear and soft pillows and quilts, complete the decoration of this corner.
Correspondingly, Jiang Miao only placed a camp bed and a thin quilt for himself in the diagonal.
This place is not like 1201. There is 1101 on the floor below to provide a backup. Any unusual situation around must be taken seriously, and Jiang Miao must be vigilant.
Safety is more important than a comfortable sleeping environment.
The basement is only about 30 square meters, about the size of a classroom.
Jiang Miao only used a partition to separate the two of them from each other's living area to ensure privacy, and he couldn't do anything about what was happening around them.
Anyway, he usually sleeps more than he is awake.
By installing lighting, ventilation ducts and sun tunnels in the basement, the most important problems of air and sunlight were solved.
Jiang Miao then bought a sofa, coffee table, carpet, dining table, washing machine, sink, temporary toilet and bathroom for himself, so he no longer needed cat litter when he arrived at the base.
It’s a new home, and we must have a good meal to celebrate.
Steamed grouper, sashimi of small blue dragon, yellow hairy crab, lobster in tomato sauce, and chestnut white truffle.
This Black Pearl restaurant is a Michelin three-star restaurant that excels in making rare ingredients feel homely. Jiang Miao felt that he could have a bowl of white rice with it, which was so fresh and delicious.
After dinner, Jiang Miao watched a documentary to induce hypnosis. He then took some time to go to Jile Mountain and deliver a letter warning of a terrorist attack to the base, hoping to slow down the progress of the base.
It's not that she has any compassion in her heart, she just wants the base to do less useless work before the earthquake and invest more in construction after the disaster so that the base can be completed sooner.
In the previous life, the official base was almost completed, but an earthquake destroyed two-thirds of it, wasting a lot of building materials.
Jiang Miao felt so distressed when he saw it.
Everything is ready, and all that remains is waiting.
Waiting for disaster, waiting for verdict, waiting for the next separation of life and death.
The water level has dropped and the temperature has returned to normal. The previous municipal operating system has been completely overturned. The municipal government will once again take control of the way society operates, and will proactively send special personnel to take charge and keep important social resources firmly in its hands.
For example, oil, natural gas, new energy and so on.
Now that the authorities have taken action, of course others can’t even get a share of the profits. They can only hope that the base will be completed soon so that everyone can have a safe place to live.
It only took Su Heng two or three days to fully recover from the use of spiritual power this time. In addition, the distance was shortened and the pressure was reduced, so he felt much more relaxed.
So he would usually stay on Jiang Miao's sofa when he had nothing to do. Whether he was teaching swordplay or boxing, or watching movies or TV series together, he always seemed to be enjoying it very much.
Thinking that the Immortal Lord's body and mind would feel more comfortable if he was closer to her, Jiang Miao didn't say much.
Who would have thought that in the end he would even stay on the sofa when he slept at night. Fortunately, he doesn't snore.
"Why don't you watch the movie from last time?" Su Heng leaned on the sofa, hugging his little quilt for three days and two nights. It was really difficult for him to stay here with his height of 1.9 meters.
Jiang Miao was not interested: "It's a bad movie. I'm bored and want to sleep."
"Does rotten mean it's not pretty?"
"Um."
"Then let's not watch it. Let's switch to another one."
Jiang Miao glanced sideways and saw that the Immortal King, who was usually lazy and slack, was in such high spirits today. Could it be that he was bored for no reason?
He must have his own ideas.
So I made a serious suggestion: "If you want to understand this world, I suggest you watch a documentary first."
"Hmm." Su Heng hugged the quilt, "Then leave it there so that we can take a look together."
Jiang Miao picked out a documentary about the industrial revolution and started playing it. The reflection of the screen shone on the two people's faces, making the atmosphere seem particularly quiet and peaceful.
It was an unusual day in late November.
Jiang Miao had just finished taking a shower. While wiping his hair with a towel, he took out a sandwich, milk and boiled sweet corn from the space.
She practiced swordplay a little late last night, and for one of the moves, Xianjun felt that the angle of her counterattack was not tricky enough. She always set high standards for herself in this regard, so she practiced until very late before falling asleep.
After eating, he still seemed a little hungry, so he took out two boiled eggs, cracked them and peeled them.
The boiled egg was placed on the table and soon began to shake slightly. However, within three to five seconds it broke through the critical point of friction and fell to the ground with a round plop.
The broken eggshells flew everywhere. Jiang Miao paused as he was peeling the egg and his eyes fell on the cup of milk on the table.
The milk inside vibrated slightly, leaving white marks on the wall of the cup, which were then covered by the raised milk.
The big earthquake is coming.
Almost at the moment of discovering the earthquake, Jiang Miao made a prompt decision and began to put everything in the house into the space.
No one knows where the epicenter of the doomsday earthquake is. It seems that the crustal plates around the world are colliding with each other, and there are mega-seismic zones everywhere.
Jiang Miao felt the ground shaking first, then swaying, shaking, and trembling!
Gradually, the intensity deepened, and there was even a feeling that the ground was rising and falling!
This feeling is not good.
Jiang Miao was worried that this basement, which had been reinforced layer by layer, could not withstand a major earthquake, so he immediately took out the escape capsule, carried the barely awakened Immortal Lord Su Heng on his shoulders, and turned to enter the capsule to take shelter.
"What's wrong?" Su Heng was still a little confused when he sat in the safety chair and fastened his seat belt.
"There's an earthquake." Jiang Miao quickly buckled himself and sat in the cabin to take over the oxygen valve that had naturally hung down.
The earthquake gradually intensified, from a simple up and down shaking to a side to side swaying. The escape capsule weighing two or three tons could not withstand such a strong force. As the surface swayed wildly, it almost shook people's brains out!
This earthquake came without any warning and broke out all over the planet. As a result of the earthquake, there are no buildings larger than one story on Blue Planet left. Ninety percent of the human population was wiped out, and there are no more than 100 million survivors on Blue Planet.
Coupled with the negative long-tail effects brought about by the earthquake, the situations of fires, tsunamis, landslides, ground fissures, toxic gas leaks, etc. vary from place to place, just like butchering meat with a blunt knife, causing pain.
The spherical escape pod was bumping around in the basement, and the originally cubic space was turned into a parallelogram due to the earthquake.
The steel plates on the ceiling and walls were twisted and bent and became scattered.
After an extreme 360-degree flip, Jiang Miao was shaken up and down, left and right in the escape capsule until he felt dizzy. He didn't know how long it took before the earthquake finally stopped.
When she opened the cabin door, she couldn't help feeling dizzy and her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.
Then his stomach started churning and his throat felt sour. He didn't care what he had taken out of the space and vomited out all the sandwiches and corn he had eaten in the morning.
The yellow, green, pink and white things have not been digested yet, and it is really disgusting to look at.
Su Heng saw that she was in pain, and because he was not familiar with the use of the safety belt, he did not come to catch her in time. A moment later, when she fell to the ground, it was not convenient for him to interrupt her and vomit.
He waited until she recovered a little before raising a touch of spiritual power at his fingertips and pressing it against her Shentingxue to relieve her discomfort.
"Well, thank you." Jiang Miao regained some clarity of mind and saw clearly that what he was holding in his hand was a Tang Sancai antique. It exuded a sour and astringent smell, which directly reduced its collection value by several zeros.
"Are you feeling better?" Su Heng frowned, the spiritual power in his hand still flowing continuously.
To be honest, the smell is not pleasant. It should be even more pungent to the Immortal King, who has more sensitive five senses and is a germaphobe.
Jiang Miao silently put the bottle into the space and threw it to the farthest place. He turned sideways and gently dodged the slightly cold fingertips on his forehead: "Much better, don't waste your spiritual power."
His fingertips missed the target, and he paused for a moment, coughing to cover it up: "It's not a waste."
Jiang Miao leaned on the ground and relaxed for a while. Finally, he had some strength enough to pay attention to the situation in the basement.
Seeing that the space had turned into a parallelogram, she immediately took out the scaffolding and ground drill, and reinforced the foundation above in the basement. She then put the escape capsule into the space, and then took out the camp bed to prepare for rest.
"Well, yours, Immortal Lord." Just before falling asleep, Jiang Miao put the big bed that belonged to Su Heng on the ground and then he completely lost consciousness.
To be honest, for those with a relatively weak sense of balance, the word "dizzy" is no longer an exaggerated adjective, but a real sense of everything being upside down.
Except for the slightly distorted basement.
Outside the basement, there was flying sand and smoke, and the gray ground was covered with flying dust for more than 50 meters!
All the high-rise buildings in Ancheng collapsed without exception. Even if you noticed something was wrong and ran out in time, you might not be able to escape the collapsed buildings or cracks in the ground.
In a big city of 30 million people, less than 100,000 people were left after an earthquake. You can imagine how low the survival rate is.
It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Miao woke up. His stomach was empty and he woke up because he was hungry.
Before she opened her eyes, she immediately felt the soft touch and smooth skin beneath her body, which was not the camp bed she had slept on for a long time.
When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was sleeping on the immortal's big bed.
When was he brought up?
I stood up and turned around, and found that he was sleeping soundly in a small single bed less than 1.8 meters long.
What a sleeping fairy.
I've been with him for almost two years, and the total time he's been sober is probably less than three months.
Jiang Miao rubbed his stomach, but the feeling of sour and astringent sensation in his throat caused by the stomach acid reflux still could not be suppressed. His stomach was growling with hunger, but he had no desire to eat at all.
I simply gulped down two bottles of mineral water and pretended to comfort her.
Jiang Miao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then walked to the location of the sunlight tunnel. The pipe inside had been squeezed and deformed, resulting in the refractive index of sunlight not being so good, and it was impossible to see what was outside clearly.
But Jiang Miao was a person who lived a second life after all. In his previous life, the dust raised by the collapsed houses in Ancheng after the earthquake took seven days to gradually settle!
At that time, my mouth was full of dust, my nose was itchy every time I breathed, and my throat was coughing all day long. It felt so suffocating.
After that, she coughed on and off for a year or two before she gradually got better. As for whether she had any sequelae to her lungs and bronchi, there was no way of knowing.
There is no means of testing, so we can only make do with how we survive.
Jiang Miao did not take away the rare and precious metals left in the Sule factory, but in the name of protection she installed steel bars and iron plates to fix the storage room, and also added horizontal steel pipes to fix more than a dozen cans.
Jiang Miao didn't say anything specifically, he just said that if there was any danger they could come in to take shelter. If the three people reacted quickly and hid inside quickly they should be able to survive this disaster.
Hopefully they'll have this luck.
Seven days passed in a flash.
These days Jiang Miao took Immortal Lord Su Heng back to his big bed and put him there.
In order to relieve Jiang Miao's discomfort, he accidentally used up a little more spiritual power than allowed. For the past seven days, he was unconscious and motionless, and even his breathing could not be heard.
Honestly speaking, without someone around to talk to occasionally, Jiang Miao felt a little uncomfortable watching documentaries, let alone practicing swordplay or boxing.
Another day or two passed, and Jiang Miao was sure that the flying dust outside had settled down silently. Only then did he open the sealed door of the basement and want to go out to see what was going on.
As soon as the basement door was opened, the dust on the door panel leaned down from top to bottom like slowly flowing quicksand, and even had a strange beauty facing the sunlight outside.
Jiang Miao wore a dust mask and goggles, slowly opened the door, and waited for the dust to settle before coming out of the basement.
Since her villa is one-story and has been reinforced accordingly, it is still standing.
Looking out the window, there were only five or six houses with the first floors still standing, and the rest of the houses were in ruins.
New Year's Day is only half a month away. The base will not be built and put into use until at least June or July next year, so Jiang Miao will still have to live in this villa during this period.
To ensure safe occupancy, the most important thing at the moment is to build the wall first.
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