A cloud glided across the sky.
This is the first time that clouds and fog have appeared since the scorching sun.
Clouds gradually condensed and took shape, then their color grew darker and darker, filling the entire sky. It was gloomy and heavy, with patches of haze floating in the rain and fog, and then gradually condensed into hail.
That very night, hailstones the size of eggs fell with a crackling sound.
The glass windows atop Stone Mountain were rattling and banging. All the glass was vibrating, and the leaves of the surrounding trees were rustling, leaving strange grooves on the bark. All the glass was clean and transparent, but it made a violent sound under the impact of the hail.
Many fruit trees and houses on the mountain were smashed, leaving dense circles of spider-web-like marks on the glass, with a lot of frost condensed on them.
Only the top of the stone mountain suffered the greatest damage, but only a few plants were harmed. Most of the houses were made of diamonds and were very hard.
The lush vegetation withstood most of the hailstorms, and ice debris splashed onto the muddy ground. The ice debris was mixed with a lot of fine yellow mud and sand, scattered here and there, with many flocs in between.
Luo Yunjin came out of the space and shuddered on the spot.
She changed into a cotton coat and rubbed her palms, trying to keep herself warm.
"It's too difficult! Why is it hailstorming again? Looking at the situation, I hope the hail weather will continue." Xiao Choujue kept rubbing his hands and was shivering from the cold.
"Fortunately, we all live in the air-raid shelter now, and our houses are big enough." Xuan Hongyan moved most of the supplies into the storage room of the air-raid shelter. The orchard and vegetable garden were already equipped with lightning barriers, so they had no shortage of supplies.
"Isn't it? We don't know what to do with those mud houses at the foot of the mountain. They are very dangerous! They may collapse at any time." Duan Ya was helpless.
Luo Yunjin saw that they had built many small single-room houses in the air-raid shelter, most of which were connected together so that everyone could visit each other at any time.
In order to meet dietary needs, many underground food streets and beverage shops have even been built.
Faced with the dual crises of bad weather and random illusions, everyone was extremely serious and dedicated.
"Help!"
"There was a big hole in my house last night, and several hailstones hit me on the head. Look at the bump on my forehead! It hurts and is numb. It's so painful!"
"I'm emo every day. When will this end? It's too much!"
"Yesterday's hail was even as big as bowling balls. There were many small black holes in the hailstones, and a lot of frost and ice condensed on them."
It is a rare experience. Although there are many complaints, many people have recovered from the sudden heat. Moving from a hot environment to a cold place, from hot to cold, is not so unacceptable.
There was no such crisis on the Stone Mountain, but many trees on the neighboring dirt hill were smashed by hail, and even the treetops were crushed, and many earthen houses were turned into ruins.
Shen Junxie was almost angry to death. He didn't expect that one problem would be followed by another. He was anxious and restless all day long, and his chest felt stuffy.
"I've told you so many times that we need to use the best protective materials for our orchard!" He saw that the greenhouse in the orchard was also smashed and many fruit trees were damaged and broken.
"It's not that we don't want to. This is indeed the best steel that the gold-type mutants here can condense. If the greenhouse is not airtight, the fruit trees will not be able to survive." Li Wu sighed.
In order to prevent hail from continuing to destroy the few remaining fruit trees on the hill, Shen Junxie asked all high-level psychics to work overtime to protect the supplies.
"I heard that Stone Mountain had already moved all the psychics into air-raid shelters, and the supplies were not affected. What they said was true. The Mu family really would destroy the Earth! Now everything has come true. Look at them, they are still safe and sound under such heavy hail. But we can only watch those green plants slowly disappear, without any purpose or reason."
"Alas~"
"Really Shuanq, if I had known earlier I should have dug a cellar like Shitoushan and taken my supplies and hid in it to store food. Wouldn't that be great? If possible, please let me die in the cellar!"
"Me too, me too. Instead of running around outside, since things are like this now, it's better to just accept the status quo and keep enough food to last for a long time. Then hide and stock up. It smells good too."
It is still a problem of supplies. The climate has caused a serious shortage of supplies. Hail not only affects the surrounding climate environment, but also causes devastating damage to many facilities and houses exposed to the surface, affecting everyone's lives.
Life underground is very tiring. Without sunlight, it is very humid and clothes cannot be dried by drying. Stored supplies are also easily damp and moldy. There are even air-raid shelters full of poisonous mushrooms.
Because Stone Mountain had been prepared long ago, everyone was relatively calm and only needed to keep the air-raid shelter clean.
Duan Ya is responsible for everyone's daily life and also has to arrange the daily work of those psychics on probation.
There are many trees on the stone mountain. In fact, many underground buildings have not been affected. There are also many caves built nearby. Some survivors still choose to live in their own homes. These are not forced.
The night market at the foot of the mountain has been completely paralyzed. Many scattered people with special abilities are busy moving, and many people are also working hard to build high mountains to prevent hail from freezing the ground and affecting everyone's daily life.
"These hailstones are very big, and I have tested the water quality, and it is not drinkable." Li Wu on the hill was already exhausted and looked worried.
"Many of our vegetable gardens have been destroyed. I'm worried to death!" Cannon fodder Psychic A was hiding in a tin house, covering his ears.
The iron house was hit by hail and made a loud noise. The glass outside was broken into pieces.
"The few mutant pheasants I just raised were also killed by the hail!"
"The same goes for my two wild boars. We were planning to fatten them up before eating them. Now they can only be made into bacon. Sigh!"
"Many caves on this mountain have collapsed, and it seems many people with special abilities have lost contact. They are all trapped and blocked in the caves. It's so pitiful!"
Shen Junxie was worrying about the resettlement of people when he saw the top of the mountain collapsed, taking with it many caves, and was caught off guard.
His face had been black for two days, and there was a scar on his forehead left by a large hailstone. It was covered with white gauze and bandages, and blood spots were faintly visible.
I was quite unlucky. Last night, while I was sleeping, a hailstone hit my head and woke me up in pain.
It just so happened that all the healing psychics on the mountain lived in caves, and the caves collapsed, so there was no one to treat him.
In addition, due to poor protective measures, the wound is showing signs of becoming inflamed.
He was so angry that he smashed the table in the room. As a result, his palm was pierced by the splinters on the damaged table, leaving a deep bloody mark. It was quite tragic.
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