All the water and ice psychics simultaneously controlled various water columns and ice cones to smash into the dozens of bright white, hot ruins filled with dust! Before the attacks landed, they vaporized into pieces of water mist in the strong light. Although they did not completely suppress the dust, they at least created a white mist barrier between the sun and the ruins.

However, as long as the psychics slowed down a little, the large piece of white mist disappeared without a trace within half a second.

At this critical moment, the boy suddenly recalled 2d14's scream in his mind: "Ahhhh! Host!"

This sudden shout scared the boy: "What's wrong!"

2d14 shouted excitedly: "All products in the system mall are now 50% off!!!"

The little alien listened to the stupid system's chatter about this super value special center product with a black face, while watching the group of psychics fighting desperately with the dust.

Fortunately, after a few dozen seconds, when everyone's psychic power was about to be exhausted, the sunlight finally recovered from the dazzling bright white light ball to the platinum bright spot that could be seen directly. A few minutes later, with the concerted efforts of the taskers, dozens of ruins were finally flooded, and a potentially destructive danger was eliminated.

Those water and ice users who had just fought for their lives collapsed on the spot, or bent their backs with their hands on their knees and gasped. The only one who didn't fit in with them was Langtai, who was looking around among them. Apparently, he took advantage of the time to "help" and stored a lot of other people's water and ice abilities.

And the boy was finally assimilated by the stupidity of 2d14, and inexplicably used 5 billion points to buy a gift package of all-type abilities! Then he pulled his mind out of the system mall and returned to the horrific disaster scene.

The white light that lasted only 40 seconds burned more than a dozen superpowers and nearly a hundred earthlings, and even two of them died of serious injuries. Finally, they were able to take time to treat the injured, and the scene fell into chaos again. The ambulance team that obeyed the order had arrived quickly, but had to stop outside the construction site. After all, after the shock just now, no one dared to let the car pass through the patches of light that could be fatal at any time.

So the Guardians who had temporarily stopped working took the responsibility of transporting the injured on Earth. Two Guardians carried the stretcher at the head and tail, and could fly a thousand meters in one minute to send the patient directly to the ambulance. What shocked Xiaoyi was that the Earthlings who had just cried out in pain because of the burns, after seeing that the people carrying the stretcher were actually Guardians, they all excitedly took out their mobile phones and took close-up selfies with the flying Guardians!

Xiaoyi: "What kind of custom is this of theirs? Is it worship of God?"

Huo Li's words extinguished the little spark in the boy's heart: "Not really. If people on Earth see a mouse chasing a cat or a sow climbing a tree, they will take even better photos! After all, there are hundreds of people taking photos with the patron saint now. If all of them are posted online tomorrow, the god will be worthless."

Xiaoyi: "..." I always feel that Huo Li's brain was squeezed by the door today!

Three minutes later, all the injured were treated, and Beach Pants, who had been calculating frantically with the intelligent brain, finally came to a conclusion: "I named the phenomenon just now 'solar flare'. The solar flare just now lasted for 43 seconds, causing at least a thousand large fires outside the dome, as well as countless medium and small fires. After my analysis, the frequency of solar flares is about 5-40 times a day, with irregular intervals, and the possibility of continuous flares cannot be ruled out."

Everyone's face sank after hearing this useless conclusion from their own intelligent brains. If such a large-scale fire is not controlled, it will turn the outside of the dome into a scorched earth in a few days.

Only Langtai became delighted after hearing that the duration of the flashes was uncertain. He slapped his thigh and said excitedly to the computer: "That means we don't have to go out to rescue them! Anyway, they are dead once they leave the dome. There are dozens of flashes a day, so we are bound to hit one at least. As long as we fix this one, the mission will be accomplished, right?"

Xiaoyi looked at Langtai, who was leaning on the front of his car and spitting with joy. The evil anger that was just angered by Huo Li was directed at this venting bag. Xiaoyi also opened the AI's all-staff call and cursed:

"Are you stupid? We are now on the sunny side of the earth and of course we can't get out. But don't forget that there is another half of the earth! That hemisphere is all dark, and we have to organize people before the sun rises to clear out isolation zones around those domes surrounded by forests. When the first batch of fires here enter night, we will rush back and put out the fires in the cover of night..."

In fact, Langtai had become dispirited when he heard the first half, and when he heard that he had to rush back to put out the fires, he turned around and looked at the black-haired boy in the car with an expression as if he had eaten a fly. Apparently, he didn't realize before the boy reminded him that the solar flare not only didn't provide him with a chance to slack off, but instead brought him several times the workload!

"2d14 is right," C2001's voice came from the intelligent brain, "Everyone work hard and try to complete the construction of this dome within 10 minutes. Then immediately use the long-term transmission talisman to rush to the other side of the earth." After

that, the architect took the lead in using his supernatural power to continue the demolition. The guardians followed closely behind, fearlessly continuing to fly up to the dome with the building materials, exposed to the sun, and began to install the reflectors. Seeing this, other taskers followed half-deadly, especially the water and ice ability users, who quickly sprinkled water upwards after the new ruins appeared, in order to prevent potential explosive factors from continuing to appear.

Langtai wailed and obediently went to help sprinkle water.

While everyone was still busy, the programmer took this opportunity to let everyone understand the arrangements of various countries on Earth while working: "Although this solar flash caused many fires on one-third of the earth's continents, most of the earth's areas are now in early summer, and all forests are lush and have abundant water. Therefore, most of the fires are in abandoned cities outside the dome and the drier grasslands and wastelands."

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, Sha Beach Pants continued, "According to my calculations, if the high temperature continues for another 3-5 days, the forests in some hot and water-scarce areas will be completely ignited during a solar flash. My arrangement is that everyone should cooperate with the Earthlings to develop wide isolation zones around the domes of all dangerous areas before then. And reduce the flammable materials in the areas that are bound to catch fire by more than 80%."

Langtai was very opposed to this kind of hard work that did not bring any benefits (superpowers): "On the contrary, I would rather burn them than burn them. " It's just an arrangement! What if we die of exhaustion and still can't finish it? The architect has the ability to mobilize inorganic matter, so the dome was built so quickly. But those grasses, trees, and so on, are all organic matter, right? How are we supposed to clean them up? Pull them out one by one? "

Other psychics couldn't help but despise Langtai when they heard this. Although he relied on his stubborn character and years of accumulation to put himself in the ranks of SSS-level taskers, but when it comes to everyone's turn The programmer replied very objectively: "According to my calculations: if the first mission is not completed, 90% of the residents in the cities without quarantine zones will die

of heat stroke within a week. If the second mission is not completed, 40% of the residents in the 5-10 domes surrounding the uncleared area will die of heat stroke and its derivative diseases within the next month."

Now even the taskers who had just despised Langtai had a clear understanding of their tragic fate in the next one or two months, and they couldn't help but wail in their hearts: Ahhh! This high-intensity work that challenges the limits of humanity has to be extended from 7 days to two months! If I had known earlier, I would have upgraded to SS level a few years (decades) later!

Xiaoyi didn't know whether the main system's inhumane work intensity and overtime method brought it another group of betrayers. Anyway, 15 minutes later, the group had been divided into different groups and appeared in the night on the back of the earth through the teleportation symbol.

Regarding the problem of how to clean up the isolation belt and flammable materials, several high-level psychics proposed using fire, transporting by car, etc., but all of them were rejected one by one. Finally, the wealthy main system sent a command through the air, giving all the psychics on the mission the right to use 100,000 cubic meters of system space temporarily. In this way, each tasker only needs to collect the flammable materials one by one, and then pour them into the sea through the reimbursable long-distance transmission talisman, and then go back and forth, and the mission is completed.

Because Xiaoyi is a capable tasker with a top 3,000, he is the only one in his tasker team. When the boy appeared outside the dome of the city, tens of thousands of earth volunteers on the scene had just finished their emergency assembly, whispering to each other waiting for his arrival. In the unusually bright moonlight, the team of tens of thousands of people can be clearly illuminated by the silvery white moonlight without even flashlights.

A tall middle-aged man with gray hair saw the young man and the Huo Li version of the Guardian Angel appearing out of thin air. He stepped forward and said, "Hello, I am the mayor of Wright City. These people are volunteers we urgently recruited from the young and middle-aged citizens. Is the situation really as terrible as the savior who just talked to me said? After all, every citizen in the end times has a heavy workload, and their tasks are assigned in this way. In this way, many people working in the city..."

Obviously, the collective refugee-like appearance of the Savior Alliance's taskers 7 days ago has greatly reduced the credibility of the Saviors. This gray-haired politician is obviously skeptical about everything about the Savior Alliance.

However, before this seemingly very calm mayor could finish his words, he was interrupted by a lightning-like light in the night sky. Tens of thousands of people looked up at the sky in horror, and then found that it was not lightning, but the moon suddenly became brighter, almost changing from a disk to a small sun emitting white light, illuminating the tens of thousands of people and the wasteland and farmland around it. Like a gorgeous white firework, it lasted for nearly 20 seconds before returning to the shape of a disk and dimming.

Then a loud shout and noise broke out in the crowd.

Xiao Yi had to temporarily buy another 'super loudspeaker' from the system mall, and used it to say to the panicked crowd: "Don't be afraid, it's just the reflection of the moon. This mission is absolutely safe, because we will fully withdraw to the dome half an hour before sunrise."

The boy turned his head to avoid the loudspeaker and said to the gray-haired mayor in a low voice: "What everyone should worry about most is that after sunrise tomorrow, the surrounding area of ​​the dome will be ignited into a sea of ​​fire by the flickering sun, right?"

The gray-haired mayor was speechless.

The boy didn't want to get involved with him, but ordered all volunteers to be responsible for clearing the farmland within 10 kilometers, and then pile up the combustibles and tie them up along the line. He waved his hand and took out 4,000 brand new guardians from space. Under Huo Li's control, they flew across the silent night sky like huge black eagles towards the distant forest.

At the moment when the army of guardians appeared, the gray-haired mayor and his staff were shocked by the spectacular scene and took a few steps back. They opened their eyes wide and seemed to understand that the blue-clad construction worker who built the entire earth was just the ability of the young man in front of them!

As if to cover up his rudeness, the secretary with a hooked nose next to the gray-haired mayor took up the topic while his boss was speechless: "We will send a team of cars to escort you to the forest..."

"No need, let the forestry experts follow." The boy said, then soared into the sky, followed the footsteps of the guardian god and disappeared into the distant night sky.

The citizens who were lowering their heads to clean up the weeds, looking at the gods with their wings spread across the sky, could not recover from this sacred shock for a long time.

Three hours later, the black-haired boy was gliding slowly over the forest. When he saw the precious trees tied with red ribbons by forestry experts, he reached out and took the entire tree back to the system space with its roots. Because Xiaoyi's original system space was almost completely occupied by black silk, this time he bought another 100,000 cubic meters of space to preserve precious plants.

The other 4,000 guardians each had a scrap electric saw and repeated the work of felling trees. The boy teleported to the sea for the sixth time and dumped the felled trees into the sea. Under the silvery white moonlight, the entire sea was filled with floating brown trunks and dark green tree crowns. In the silence, a kind of desolate and tragic beauty was displayed.

The boy looked at Huo Li strangely, who had been very silent since the construction site on the plateau. He didn't understand why he followed him and teleported here and there without saying a word. A few seconds later, the boy was too lazy to care and teleported back to the sky above the forest. Half a second later, Huo Li, wearing a silver mask, appeared behind Xiaoyi, flapping his wings foolishly in the air.

The boy continued to fly to the next big tree tied with red silk, and Huo Li followed, like a guardian angel version of a hydrogen balloon being pulled by a rope.

In fact, Huo Li had been feeling uneasy in his heart: ever since he found out that Xiaoyi had never believed in him, he got angry and laughed at Xiaoyi's guardian angel for not being as attractive as a mouse chasing a cat, Huo Li regretted it. Now he simply couldn't believe that the 3,000-year-old uncle who was angry with the 3-year-old kid was actually himself! Anyway, it was all his fault because of his supernatural powers, Huo Li thought gloomily. He had not been able to gain the trust of any human being for thousands of years...

and Xiaoyi was just a 3-year-old kid. It was simply too much to ask him to trust him immediately. At least he should be allowed to make a judgment after he grows up.

Huo Li had no choice but to follow the boy silently and wanted to bring up a topic to express his apology and show goodwill. But what to say?

'Xiaoyi, now there are no obvious enemies around us, and your patron saint finally doesn't have to play dumb anymore. 'This sounds ironic, pass!

'Xiaoyi, look, the moon is very round today. 'What's the connection!

...

A few hours passed and Huo Li still hadn't found a suitable topic. Just as he was silently following the boy like a hydrogen balloon, Huo Li suddenly realized something. Finally, his eyes lit up and he finally found a topic to talk about:

"Xiaoyi, your three guardians were just put into a sack and taken away!" Huo Li's voice was filled with uncontrollable joy.