Extreme cold disaster is coming
Jiang Miao returned to the 32nd floor wearing a small bald headgear.
Although I managed to fool the Jiang family temporarily by making up a bunch of nonsense excuses, the feeling of being stabbed in the back by them in my previous life was too disgusting.
Since I can't kill them all myself due to blood ties, I can teach them a small lesson. At least they won't have it too easy in the coming doomsday, right?
As for Xiao Fei.
Jiang Miao did not pay any special attention to him or take care of him. In her impression, the low-key Third Uncle was the one who lived the longest among the elders. She believed that they would meet again at the base in the future.
"Senior."
"elder sister!"
Su Le glanced sideways, wondering how come this child became so cheerful, generous and shameless after going out.
"Yeah." Jiang Miao climbed over the windowsill and sat on the boat, "Is there anything going on?"
"No, there aren't that many people here."
"Okay, let's go back then."
The three of them worked together to row the boat back as quickly as possible, and finally arrived at the community safely and smoothly at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Li Chongyu received a message from the pager and came to the building to help move things.
A bulging travel bag, a huge fishing bag, three large 75kg bags of old rice, half-person-high clothes tied with hemp ropes, and a travel kayak.
The four people walked down the stairwell in a mighty manner, causing the onlookers to feel envious and jealous.
On weekdays, Su Le and the other two often go out, but everyone can see what they bring back, most of them are odds and ends, nothing like the grand occasion like today!
The people in the stairwell watched them walk back to the main door on the eleventh floor, then slammed the large iron door shut, keeping out all the malicious intent.
How could they beat a few well-fed, well-fed, well-groomed people like them? They could only watch with their eyes open and swallow their saliva.
Jiang Miao and his group arrived at 1101 first with the supplies.
We have harvested a lot today, but how to distribute it is a big problem.
Jiang Miao didn't bother to be polite with them: "The supplies will be divided into four portions, and we'll each take one portion."
"Ah!" Li Chongyu scratched his forehead, "I don't need it. I stayed at home all day and didn't do much."
Jiang Miao said calmly: "Being at home and guarding the house is also a kind of contribution. If Su Le is the one guarding the house today, then won't she also share the supplies? If this goes on, everyone will want to rush out, and who will be willing to stay at home and guard the house."
The reason is that when three people temporarily form a team, they must recognize the contribution and value of all members in the team.
Su Le nodded: "Yes, what Senior Sister said makes sense. Didn't you see the group of people downstairs with eyes that looked like they were stabbing knives? I estimate that it won't be long before they have even eaten up the last of the coffin money and will come up to make trouble again. Who knows, it might be one of the times when someone is guarding the house."
At this point, Li Chongyu didn't know what to say. Jiang Miao pointed at Chen Mi and the fishing bag and said, "I don't want Chen Mi and clothes. I want this fishing bag instead."
Jiang Miao was the one who did the hard work in finding supplies during this trip, while the others were more responsible for carrying the supplies. Moreover, compared with food and clothing, fishing gear was obviously not necessary.
So the three of them immediately agreed and quickly divided up the supplies on the ground.
After that, Su Le suggested: "Senior, do you want to have a meal together? Fang Yang is really good at cooking instant noodles. Let's kill a fish and open two cans. It will be delicious."
"No thanks." Jiang Miao packed his supplies into his travel bag. "I'm used to eating alone."
The senior sister seemed to be a stickler for what she said, so Su Le didn't force her and just said, "Senior sister, take care and have a good night!"
Li Chongyu continued: "Goodbye, Sister Miao!"
Fang Yang was not to be outdone: "Goodbye, sister! Have a good rest!"
Jiang Miao: “…”
Before I knew it, I became everyone's sister.
Back at 1201, she quickly took off the diving suit that was sticking to her body, took out the bathtub, filled it with hot water, and soaked herself in it for a long time.
The frozen joints slowly warmed up. Jiang Miao took out a cold medicine and mixed it with ginger water. He poured the spicy and sweet mixture into his stomach, and his whole body felt comfortable.
The water gradually cooled down, and Jiang Miao didn't mind putting the bath water into the space. He put on his fluffy pajamas, dried his hair, and went to the window to get the thermometer.
9℃.
This number means that the temperature in the early hours of tonight is likely to be around zero degrees, getting closer and closer to extreme cold.
After recording the temperature in a notebook, Jiang Miao had some hot Chinese side dishes and a bowl of warm spicy soup. After the meal, he went to the empty room next door and spread out all the wet paper documents he had collected at the Academy of Sciences on the floor.
Then he went back to the room and took out the electric blanket, hot water bottle, down quilt and other things to prepare in advance. When rummaging through the supplies, Jiang Miao saw the bionic leather fabric that he had received from the biotechnology company.
Taking this thing out of the space, to be honest, the touch was really similar to the feeling she had when she touched a dolphin in the oceanarium, a smooth and delicate leather texture.
She knew her own abilities, and to be honest, making clothes was a delicate job that required skills and was really difficult for her.
I'll ask 1101 tomorrow to see if there is anyone who is clever enough to make two sets of warm clothes.
The moment Jiang Miao returned to the 11th floor, Su Heng sensed the spiritual realm around her and felt relieved.
For some reason, the spiritual realm around the little girl seemed to be much larger than before, and it seemed to be much more effective in eliminating the suppression given to him by the Heavenly Dao.
Noticing Jiang Miao walking out of the bedroom door, Su Heng slowly sat up, straightened the jade robe that was weighing down his body, and used his spiritual power to open the door.
A familiar cold fragrance wafted towards him. Jiang Miao happened to pass by his door and looked into the room in surprise.
The immortal was sitting in the afterglow of the setting sun, with the golden glow projected onto half of his face. His long, curled eyelashes cast dark shadows under his eyes, making his facial features appear handsome and noble.
"What's wrong?"
Although this scent is very nice and more refreshing than any expensive perfume she has ever smelled, it is mainly natural and unpretentious.
But, it's just opening a door, do you have to use a method that makes you suffer?
The look he cast over her was filled with a sense of tranquility that made the wind and snow disappear, indifferent and detached.
"Do you have any wishes that you want to fulfill recently?"
"What?"
Jiang Miao was confused for a moment: "What happened to you today? Do you have a cold or fever? But didn't you say that you have a pure body and are not afraid of extreme cold or heat?"
Su Heng: "No, I just want to test the upper limit of my spiritual power."
When it comes to this aspect, it is no longer an area that Jiang Miao is familiar with, so he simply shuts up and listens to him slowly.
"I have just arrived in this world. I am restricted by the laws and can only use my spiritual power four times at most before I faint."
"After meeting you, my limit has been raised to five times. Although it took me more than a month to fully recover, it is still a significant improvement."
Therefore, Su Heng would never refuse to use magic because of pain. When a cultivator is stuck in the great perfection period and cannot advance for a long time, the only way is to risk his life and have a chance to fight to the death.
Su Heng did this only out of helplessness after trying all his strategies to no avail.
Jiang Miao: "So, now you've discovered something different. Do you want to try to see if your upper limit has been raised?"
"That's right."
Use spiritual power to make your wishes come true.
Jiang Miao thought about it seriously: "Can you help me dry the books and papers next door?"
After he finished speaking, Su Heng closed his eyes and used his spiritual sense to sense the position next to him. He raised his wrist and a clear spiritual power swirled around his fingertips, flashing past his eyes.
This spiritual power was in the form of a concrete fragrance. As it exploded in the air, the sound of rustling paper was instantly heard from the next room.
Jiang Miao ran over to check, and sure enough, everything was completely dry. There were no ink stains or wrinkles on the paper like after being soaked in water, but it was brand new and clear, just like before the flood.
This kind of thing that breaks through dimensions and refreshes the worldview is something that makes you marvel every time you see it.
After putting all the books into the space, Jiang Miao walked away while thinking about what else might require the help of this anti-materialist force.
The sun had set a little, and the light passed through the tip of his eyelashes and fell on the bridge of his nose, then extended to the corners of his slightly pursed lips.
The two have been together for more than half a year. Su Heng sleeps most of the time and they don't have much contact.
But inexplicably, Jiang Miao could feel that the person in front of him was light and airy, his shoulders and back were slightly tense, and he was trying his best to endure something.
"I really can't think of anything." Jiang Miao couldn't stand his expression. "My suggestion is that you do it yourself. Use it quickly and pass out directly to avoid being tortured."
"Hmm." He nodded slightly in agreement.
Several spirit balls popped out of Su Heng's hands one after another, and his spells became slower and slower each time. When his wrist could no longer move, he finally ran out of energy and collapsed on the bed, unconscious.
"One, two, three, four."
Jiang Miao counted silently, and including the time he opened the door, it was a total of six times. It turned out that he had to break through the limit to make progress! Cultivating immortals is really a life-threatening thing.
The spirit ball that was ejected exploded in the air, and turned into spirit powder that scattered everywhere, falling on the ground and walls like developing powder, breaking through the air and blooming into millions of charming and beautiful flowers!
These flowers were blooming with all their might, a charm that Jiang Miao had never seen before, a splendor that he had never seen before. It was as if through them he could glimpse the magnificent scene of the immortal world shrouded in mist and clouds.
Jiang Miao was immersed in the misty sea of flowers. She reached out to touch a pink and purple petal that was shining with silver light. She saw the pistil tremble gently, and suddenly exploded into a silver-pink butterfly, which landed on her fingertips, giving her a slightly tingling tactile feedback.
"call--"
Even though Jiang Miao was a young lady who was pampered by her parents and raised with luxury since childhood, and had experienced eight years of darkness and devastation in the apocalypse and had already become heartbroken, she could not help but be nostalgic and moved when she saw such a magnificent and fantastic scenery.
In fact, deep down, she still yearns for the romantic and stable petty-bourgeois lifestyle. After all, who would be willing to give up the exquisite and comfortable life and pick up the butcher knife?
Sighing secretly, Jiang Miao walked to the bed and placed the Immortal King carefully. The flowers pushed and shoved to make a path for her, and then left this dreamy room that did not belong to her.
Unable to sleep at night, Jiang Miao simply took out the books from the research institute to look up information, skipping all the professional terms and formulas. She only read the parts she could understand, and read at a very fast speed.
Fortunately, her hard work paid off. She risked her oxygen tank running out and ran through an entire floor of offices to collect the books.
There was nothing special to be gained from these materials, but one approval document mentioned Ye Mingshan’s funding issue.
Ye Mingshan?
Jiang Miao took out the offline map and searched around the mountains near Ancheng for more than ten minutes before he finally found its specific location.
One hundred kilometers northwest of Ancheng, at the junction of the two cities, is a low-key and sparsely populated hill.
One hundred kilometers.
It is obviously unrealistic to row a boat across there, so let's wait until the weather gets colder and the flood outside freezes into ice before making any plans.
The maximum daytime temperature changed from 15℃ to 11℃ and then to 8℃.
When the maximum temperature during the day reached 7℃, the minimum temperature at night finally broke through zero and reached below zero.
With the arrival of sub-zero temperatures, Jiang Miao could clearly feel the chill in the air he breathed into his nose. It was bleak outside the window, and even the usually busiest municipal workers had become silent.
“Dongdong——”
There was a knock on the door. Jiang Miao put down the hand warmer, put on his pajamas, hat and mask, and walked out with his hands in his pockets: "Who is it?"
"Sister Miao, it's me! I've made a dress for you to see if it fits you."
At that time, she asked the three people downstairs, and only Li Chongyu, who grew up in a Taoist temple, had experience in making clothes. However, he mainly made Taoist robes and lacked experience in making warm clothes.
Jiang Miao handed the bionic leather fabric to him and asked him to make four close-fitting warm clothes for him. The remaining fabric could be used to make one more piece for each of the three of them as labor costs.
When Su Le heard the name of this dress, she immediately said that she knew about it. Her family also made clothes and they always paid attention to the news in this area. It was said that the experiment had been successful and would be put into production soon!
The fact that it can be put into production means that the warming effect is at least good.
The three of them excitedly gathered around this rare material and did not allow Li Chongyu to start working rashly. They practiced twice with the curtain fabric before taking up the task.
Jiang Miao opened the door and took the clothes. He looked at them and found that they were of a suitable size and length. "The weather is getting colder now. You should make yours first."
"Okay! Thank you Sister Miao!" Li Chongyu couldn't stand the cold, rubbed his hands and went downstairs.
Jiang Miao threw the clothes into the washing machine, hurried back to the warm room, took out a cup of hot milk tea from the space, pressed the movie play button, and watched the rest of the movie.
In her previous life, she was wandering around and almost froze to death. She wrapped all her belongings around her and huddled in an abandoned lighthouse.
This time, the room was warm as spring, comfortable and cozy. The sense of happiness created by this contrast was indescribable.
The temperature outside was getting lower day by day. It was not until the highest temperature during the day dropped below zero that Jiang Miao pulled back the mattress a little and looked out the window.
The city that was flooded last time was now covered in snow. The eight-story-high floodwater formed a solid ice surface, raising the entire city's land area by more than 20 meters.
There are no streets, no flower beds, no street lights, only endless snow and lonely tall buildings.
After a few days, the snow stopped and the municipal government drove the snowplows and started working diligently again.
The voice on the loudspeaker was hoarse and desperate, telling people that the municipal government had set up rescue centers and material collection points in the four districts, and everyone lined up in an orderly manner with their ID cards and household registration books.
Now that the ice is frozen solid, people are finally no longer trapped in high-rise buildings by floods. The municipal government is also promoting a global emergency evacuation strategy for mankind, establishing a base organization to bring all survivors together to survive together.
But this is just an initial idea. It will not be truly established until after the earthquake.
Jiang Miao looked out the window with emotion.
In just about ten days, the temperature dropped from a maximum of 20℃ during the day to a minimum of -20℃ at night, with a maximum temperature difference of 40℃.
But the flood submerged most of the supplies in water. Where could people find so many clothes to keep warm in just ten days?
The body's heat is gradually lost, and there is not enough food for the body to consume and heat. As a result, the temperature in the core area of the human body becomes abnormal, the blood vessels in the skin begin to become paralyzed, and finally the whole body becomes stiff and dies in the ice and snow.
The cold wind was howling, and many people died in their sleep, without even the chance to open their eyes.
It can be considered as saving the pain.
Retracting his thoughts, Jiang Miao took out the clothes he had prepared in advance and put them on.
Bionic leather warm clothes, down vest, two cashmere sweaters, down jacket, snow windbreaker, put on a few pairs of cashmere socks and snow-proof snow boots, and finally put on a scarf, gloves, hat, earmuffs, and mask.
After turning off the heating equipment at home, Jiang Miao opened the door and walked out fully armed.
As soon as I went out, the cold air penetrated into my nasal cavity and lungs like a knife, piercing my heart and chest when I breathed in!
Jiang Miao rubbed his nose, which was itching as he had not yet adapted to the environment, then locked the door and went out.
"Sister Miao!"
It's icy and snowy now, and everyone is lying down with no energy to expend physical strength. Almost any movement upstairs can be sensed downstairs.
Li Chongyu was also wrapped up like a ball, and he opened the door clumsily: "Do you have enough firewood? The three of us salvaged a lot of furniture and chopped a whole room of wood!"
"That's enough."
Li Chongyu felt relieved, and then he thought that it was Sister Miao who reminded them, so it was impossible for her to be good enough.
Su Le also came up and asked, "Senior, are you going out?"
"Well, I'm going to run some errands."
Seeing that she was too shy to speak, Jiang Miao asked bluntly, "What's the matter?"
Su Le seemed a little embarrassed: "Senior sister, are you going to look for supplies?"
“I guess so.”
"Then can you take us with you?" She explained hurriedly, "Although we have been out a lot recently and have brought back a lot of supplies, we didn't eat much of what we had stored at home before, and we mostly ate fish caught from the water. Now that it's snowing and the water is frozen, it's hard to catch fish anymore."
Not only them, but everyone lost this important survival material.
Fang Yang also came over with eager eyes, covering his entire body with only his eyes left.
Jiang Miao always thinks of his past self when he sees people struggling to survive in the doomsday.
"I'm going to the mountains this time. I might have to be gone for a day or two."
"It's good in the mountains!" Li Chongyu was excited. "Our Taoist temple must not have been flooded. Maybe we can find some supplies if we search a little harder!"
Jiang Miao: "The destination is a bit far, more than a hundred kilometers away from the city."
More than a hundred kilometers is really too far, but based on their trust in Jiang Miao and the idea that they would die if they just sat here and lived off their savings, the three decided to go together.
Su Le: "Senior, you alone probably have more supplies than the three of us combined, and you still have to go out and desperately look for things. What reason do we have to just muddle through and stay at home!"
Jiang Miao admired this strong survival mentality and spirit: "As usual, one of you stays at home to guard, and the rest of you come out with me."
Su Le and Fang Yang both expressed their desire to follow him out, so Li Chongyu had no choice but to raise his hand: "Then I'll go. Xiao Yang's sleeve arrows are almost finished, and I've also made a new batch of crossbow arrows for you, Sister Miao."
After the three of them finished their discussion, they dressed as quickly as possible and followed Jiang Miao downstairs.
Inspired by the timber storage, several people also fished out a lot of thick winter clothes from the water. Together with the winter clothes and thick quilts that the original owner of 1101 already had, these were enough for the three of them to get through a cold winter.
The most intuitive feeling Jiang Miao got when he came down from upstairs was that there were nearly half as many people as before.
In the past, there were people sitting on almost every other staircase, but now there are almost no people on the stairs. Everyone is either huddled in the room or has frozen to death and been dragged away by the municipal staff.
The three of them were dressed thickly but not bulkily, and especially with the help of bionic leather thermal clothing, their core surface temperature could be maintained within the normal target range for humans, allowing them to move flexibly.
Because they were wearing so many clothes, their footsteps were particularly obvious in the empty stairwell, and almost everyone on each floor knew that people from the 11th and 12th floors had come out.
What a pity! How come so many people were frozen to death by the low temperature?
People living below the 11th floor mainly gather together for warmth, treating their lives as lamp oil and trying to survive one day at a time. What they hope most is that all the people on the two floors above them will freeze to death so that they can go up and pick up the missing supplies.
The three of them quickly came down from upstairs. The world of ice and snow was all white. Jiang Miao knew that in the previous life, many people became depressed by seeing the white sky. They had enough food at home to feed themselves, but they still starved themselves to death.
Jiang Miao put on goggles and took the two to the lighthouse where they survived in their previous life.
"Wait a moment." Soon a Hummer drove out from behind the lighthouse.
"Wow--"
Fang Yang and Su Le were really shocked. Now most of the cars were submerged in water in the underground garages. Only a few rooftop parking lots in Ancheng still had surviving vehicles. Even the municipal departments mostly rode electric scooters and bicycles when they went out to work!
The two rubbed their hands excitedly and got on the bus, only to find that there was no seat behind the back door.
"Well, in order to make it easier to store supplies, I removed the back seat." Jiang Miao explained, and the other two also thought it made perfect sense. After all, once the seat was removed, the storage capacity in the back row increased dramatically.
Su Le sat in the passenger seat, Fang Yang sat in the back leaning against three travel bags. Jiang Miao slowly started the car to preheat it, watched the needle on the temperature gauge start to move, then pressed the clutch and started.
The ice was slippery, so Jiang Miao started slowly and gently, holding a map printed out as a photo in his hand, and drove towards Ye Mingshan.
Without landmarks and signboards, Jiang Miao had to drive entirely by feel.
After the vehicle drove out of the city, the route was divided by the rolling mountains. Just when she was confused about the direction, she remembered that there seemed to be a person behind her who was very good at making choices.
"Fang Yang, look at which direction is more suitable to go to this place." Jiang Miao circled the address in the photo and handed it over.
Fang Yang took it and looked at it. It was a small hill northwest of the city center.
"It should be this way." He pointed to the road on the right and said, "This looks very similar to the location on the map."
The steering wheel turned left, and soon the car arrived at a location that was suspected to be the Yeming Mountain Range.
Su Le leaned against the window and said, "It should be here. My dad likes fishing and he brought me here before. Look at that small peak with a angular shape. That's the national boundary marker. I even parked my car here and waited for someone."
The ice surface raised the ground to the middle of the mountain. Jiang Miao parked the car under a big tree on the cliff and kicked the tree trunk.
The snow piled on the trees fell down and piled on the Hummer, successfully covering the body of the car.
Unless you walk closer and take a closer look, no one can tell what is in this vast expanse of white.
"Let's go."
The three of them, each carrying a large travel bag, walked towards the mountain. If nothing unexpected happened, they would spend the night here.
It's icy and snowy now, the ground in the mountains is hard and there's snow everywhere, so you have to be careful every time you take a step to avoid stepping on it.
Jiang Miao took out her trekking pole and walked in front, asking the two people behind her to follow in her footsteps and not to leave empty-handed.
On the map, Ye Ming Mountain is bordered by the Yulei Mountains in the north and the Wanlong Hills in the south, covering an area of nearly 60 square kilometers. The highest peak is 514 meters above sea level. Except for the highest peak, the rest of the terrain is relatively flat, making it very suitable for secret scientific research.
Hopefully this trip will go more smoothly.
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