Chapter 57 Li Xiang’s “Extravagant Hope”
As a result, without exception, the other party advised: Please refer to the weather forecast of the Meteorological Bureau and don't worry.
Around noon, his "weather forecast" video was restricted, and the relevant department called to warn him: "Are you the young comrade who called the Meteorological Bureau and the Disaster Reduction Office this morning? I'm wondering what's wrong with you. I told you to follow the forecast of the Meteorological Bureau, but you didn't listen? He immediately deleted the video.
Now I solemnly remind you that the Internet is not a lawless place. Do not believe in rumors or spread them. If you persist in doing so, we will take severe punishment measures, including but not limited to account blocking, fines, and criminal detention. Please think twice before acting! "
Li Xiang: “…”
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. In fact, he had expected this and was not angry. He was a nobody and his words were not taken seriously. It would be strange if people believed him.
Many times, whether others listen to what you say does not depend on what you say or whether what you say is correct or not, but on the status of the speaker.
Without going into the big details, let's just say that in the company where he worked before, it was a small workplace, but when the manager farted, many people would say it smelled good and chime in. Not to mention the general manager, who was also surrounded by a group of sycophants on a daily basis.
Well, now they are called people with high emotional intelligence.
The reason why “calling a deer a horse” is so classic is that this phenomenon is enduring and is everywhere in our daily lives.
Li Xiang deleted the video very proactively.
Fans' response to "Cleaver Version of Horse Racing" is still under discussion. At the same time, they are also discussing and commenting on the news of the snowstorm. Some are skeptical while others believe it.
A fan left a message under Li Xiang's video: "Brother Xiang has such a pair of deft hands, so flexible and nimble, if he were to beat the war drum, he would definitely have a different kind of momentum."
"Brother Xiang, please also play a chopper version of "Horse Racing" during the live broadcast."
"Is that snowstorm true? I don't think it's possible. How can there be such a heavy snow in a place where there hasn't been snow for years?"
"Brother Xiang is a kind person. If he wasn't sure, he wouldn't have posted a video to kindly remind us. It could be that mountain people have a unique ability to judge the weather. So what? Know the weather by looking at the sky? Know the weather by looking at animals?"
"If those things worked, there would be no need for the Meteorological Bureau now. Everyone should just rely on the weather forecast from the Meteorological Bureau."
"The weather forecast is often inaccurate and updated in real time."
"Hey~, why did Brother Xiang suddenly delete that video?" Someone noticed this behavior and was very suspicious, so he asked a question in the fan group.
Sure enough, when everyone saw it, they found it had been deleted.
The person who had questioned it before was immediately pleased, slapped his thigh and said, "See, I was right, if Brother Xiang hadn't felt unconfident, he would definitely not have deleted it."
Li Xiang didn't even look at the group chat; he was busy with other things.
In fact, he quite liked the song "Horse Racing", otherwise he would not have inadvertently played it with a kitchen knife.
However, when he wanted to "perform" again, although it was not bad, he could not regain the same mood as before.
Maybe he was afraid of breaking the chopping board, maybe he didn’t drink enough alcohol to get tipsy, or maybe his good mood yesterday was ruined a little bit, or maybe... In short, he only had that one amazing performance yesterday, which was his last for him.
This is like Wang Xizhi writing the "Lanting Preface". Even if the calligrapher wrote it several times later, burning incense and bathing, sitting upright, he was not very satisfied with the results, which were not as free and unrestrained as the first one. Even the original manuscript at that time had many smudges.
At that time, many good friends gathered together to perform the Xi (xì) ritual, go on a spring outing, drink wine and write poetry. Wang Xizhi also drank some wine, had a great time, and then started writing with his brush, which led to the classic "Preface to the Lanting Poems".
Li Xiang loaded 100 kilograms of new rice, rode his tricycle, and hauled it to the rice mill. As for the extra millet from last year, he used it to feed the chickens and ducks.
Last year’s millet can be considered old grain, and its taste is naturally not as good as this year’s newly harvested rice. If you eat it at home, you will definitely give priority to the new rice.
As for stockpiling food, it is still far from the end of the world, so there is no need for that.
Because after rice is dried, it can usually be stored for 2-3 years with the husk on. If the storage conditions are good and the quality of the rice is good, the shelf life can be even longer.
Li Xiang has a one-cubic-meter system warehouse, which can be upgraded and expanded in the future. It seems that the things stored in it will not deteriorate. Such important "strategic" equipment is naturally used to store medicines and some extraordinary materials. Unless there is more space, it will be used to store food.
At the end of the world, all kinds of monsters and mutant creatures are rampant, and there is no shortage of food for the strong.
Because the sun had turned into a red giant and was obscured by black fog, the earth fell into darkness. However, to everyone's surprise, many monsters were powerful sources of heat and light, with dark red crystal cores in their bodies. Their habitats became an "oasis" in the endless darkness and coldness, just like a crater in the deep sea.
But these demons are also the mortal enemies and invaders of mankind.
Some people speculate that perhaps the "extinction" of the sun was related to the extremely powerful monsters among these demons. If they could even "swallow" the sun, how powerful they must be. Therefore, humans at that time were almost in despair.
The nuclear bomb could not destroy the other side, but instead bred another kind of mutated and abnormal creature that fed on nuclear radiation and nuclear energy.
Li Xiang's status was not high at that time, and he did not know many secrets. Even as a strong man among humans, he still did not know enough about the secret of "Eternal Night" in the year of his death. So even though Li Xiang was a reborn person and had many memories of his past life, he still had no confidence in the future.
Can you save the world after rebirth? You're overthinking it. He feels that he may not have that ability. The only thing he can do now is to take it one step at a time. He hopes that while taking good care of himself and his family, he can lead more people and forge ahead in the darkness. If he can survive the "eternal night", that would be the best thing.
Of course, he had a more extravagant hope: what if there was no apocalypse in this world? What if it wasn't rebirth, but traveling to a parallel world, and the future trajectory was different?
Everything depends on whether the heavy snow in a few days will come as expected.
If not, perhaps, the experience in the previous life was just a dream?
If that's the case, he doesn't mind others laughing at him for "talking nonsense." In fact, he would rather be the one "talking nonsense."
Soon, they arrived at the rice milling station. Li Xiang immediately put aside all these distracting thoughts and greeted the boss with a smile.
He handed over a cigarette again. Wow, the boss' eyes lit up. He remembered this young man. He had handed him a good cigarette before, the kind that cost about thirty or forty yuan a pack. This time it was even more awesome, as he handed himself the kind that cost one hundred yuan a pack.
"Young man, do you usually smoke such good cigarettes?" The rice mill owner was surprised and looked up and down at Li Xiang and his car.
Li Xiang smiled and said, "How can I afford it? It was given to me by someone else."
"You're very generous. You're giving away such expensive cigarettes to others." The rice mill owner was very happy and said, "I'll give you a discount this time!"
Although the price is 10 yuan for processing fee per hundred kilograms, the rice mill owner usually gives discounts to some old customers. This time, he gave Li Xiang a 40% discount.
In fact, it wasn't much money. The cigarette Li Xiang gave him was worth 5 yuan.
Thanks to “08a” for the reward.
Thanks to "The Master of the Imperial Path", "Tyrannosaurus Rex 1970", "Talking about Loneliness to Loneliness", "mistake00", "Money and Life are Connected", "A Knife in the Mountain City", "Kaguya Princess Wei", "08a", "Book Friend 20201116110111849", and "Book Friend 20210301106529189772" for their monthly tickets.
(End of this chapter)
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