Apocalyptic natural disasters, I use the gold house to store goods and win

When the fight broke out just now, many people had given up their intentions and were afraid that they would be accidentally injured, so they left long ago.

But there were also some people who secretly hid in the corridor and opened the fire door halfway, thinking that when the men won, they could go out immediately and see if they could get a piece of the pie.

Now, however, those who remain are going crazy.

Their eyes were full of fear, their legs were so weak that they could hardly stand up, the hairs on their backs stood up, and every pore was filled with fear.

They knew that these four people were powerful, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful and so ruthless.

Facing a dozen grown men, it didn't even last more than fifteen minutes.

This is not the Holy Mother they thought she was?

He is clearly the living king of hell.

Who gave them the courage to shout in front of the door of the Living King of Hell, and even try to steal food from other people's mouths?

This group of people were crowded in the corridor, almost shaking like Parkinson's disease.

Don't ask them why they didn't run away.

Is it because they don't want to escape?

Didn't you see that man pointing a steel crossbow at them?

Didn't you see that cold-blooded girl holding a big knife and staring at them coldly?

At this moment, everyone was filled with regret, and even wanted to slap themselves in the face.

Why did you stay just now?

When someone looked at her, Jiaojiao did not make a move. She spoke cautiously and tentatively: "Yes...it's because we are ignorant... We promise... there will never be a next time. This time, can you please ignore the faults of the villain and treat us... as... Did you fart?"

After one person spoke, others also begged for mercy.

"Yes, I know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it again."

"Please let me go this time, I'm obsessed with it, and there is a fifty-year-old mother at home waiting for me to come home..."

Does begging for mercy work?

no one knows.

But in order to survive, they have only this way now.

They could clearly see the way the four people took action just now.

Killing is like killing a chicken.

The expression on his face didn't even change at all.

What if the other party didn't kill enough and wasn't satisfied?

You know, this is the end of the world, and no one cares about killing people.

Shi Jiaojiao looked at the group of people in front of her,

They were the ones who screamed the loudest just now, and now they are the ones who have turned into quails and begged for mercy.

Do they really know their mistake and regret it?

No, they just know they can't beat it.

Once he shows a hint of weakness one day, they will be the first ones to run up to him.

However, Shi Jiaojiao had no idea about this.

In the last days, there will be too many such people.

Shi Jiaojiao was impatient to listen to their half-truths and half-false words, and said coldly: "Clean up the corridor before leaving."

After saying that, she took the other three people back.

The iron door was slammed shut.

These people in the corridor have never found this sound so pleasant.

I dare not fail to do what the King of Hell has told me.

Everyone came to the corridor, throwing bodies away and cleaning up blood stains.

Half an hour later, except for the blood seeping into the wall, everything else had been cleaned.

Everyone just knelt on the ground and wiped it bit by bit with their clothes, for fear that the King of Hell would be dissatisfied.

After this incident, the days that followed were indeed much calmer.

Shi Jiaojiao had no time to pay attention to these people, and all her attention was focused on the changes in the outside temperature.

After all, man-made disasters can be avoided or defeated with force, but in the face of natural disasters, she has no choice but to bear them.

Since the temperature rose back above zero, it has been changing day by day. In just one week, the temperature has reached 22 degrees Celsius.

This temperature can be said to be the most comfortable temperature since the end of the world.

Wear a light long-sleeved shirt during the day, and only need a thin quilt to sleep at night. The breeze blowing outside the window is extremely comfortable.

But such a comfortable temperature made Shi Jiaojiao terrified.

In the memory of the previous life, extreme cold used to be an eternal night.

In the eternal night, there is no sun, and everything that hits the eye is darkness.

Not only the earth has fallen into darkness, but mankind has also entered its darkest period.

A world without a trace of light seems to amplify the malice in everyone's hearts.

All kinds of evils emerged in endlessly. During that period, it seemed that all humans had turned into bloodthirsty beasts.

But the temperature won’t be that high at all in Yongye!

Shi Jiaojiao looked at the thermometer in her hand. Even though her body's sensation told her that the thermometer was not wrong, she couldn't help but put the thermometer out the window again.

And she also dug out a few new ones from the space and put them out together.

Five minutes later, all six thermometers showed 22C.

There isn't even a trace of error.

Shi Jiaojiao fell down on the sofa as if she had lost her soul.

There have been changes in natural disasters in the past, but generally they are still the same as in the previous life.

Although the extreme cold was superimposed on the snow disaster, the extreme cold still appeared.

So what's the situation now?

Is Yong Ye not coming?

What will be the next natural disaster?

She would not be so naive as to think that the apocalypse would end here.

Shi Jiaojiao frowned tightly and her mind was in a mess.

When Mu Ci came out of the bedroom and saw this scene, he sat directly over and caressed her forehead.

Shi Jiaojiao rested her head on Mu Ci's shoulder and said nothing.

Now, her emotions are not as tense as before.

If Yong Ye did not come, if it were another natural disaster, she believed that she and Mu Ci would be able to persevere.

It's just that the sudden change is so big, it's like an open-book exam that you have been taking for a long time, and suddenly one day you have to close the book.

I couldn't help but still feel a little at a loss and nervous.

Mu Ci stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms and slowly patted her back.

At this moment, both people felt that they had drawn strength from each other.

At night, Shi Jiaojiao lay on the sofa and chatted with the person downstairs on the walkie-talkie.

"The weather now seems to be back before the end of the world." Tang Wei sighed.

Wang Jia took over: "Jiaojiao, do you think the apocalypse is really over?"

Shi Jiaojiao swallowed the potato chips in her mouth: "I hope so too."

She didn't know when the apocalypse would end. At least in her previous life, she didn't wait.

At that time, it was already the fourth year of the end of the world.

Wang Jia might also feel that he was being whimsical, so he paused for a while and then said: "Whether it ends or not is another matter. I just hope that this temperature can last for a few more days."

But I don’t know if Wang Jia’s mouth is open or not. For three days in a row, the temperature has not shown any upward trend and has been hovering around 22 degrees.

Now, not only Wang Jia thought so, but even all the survivors had the same thought.

For a time, everyone even had fewer conflicts. The hostility on everyone's faces was visibly dissipated, and the light of hope returned to their eyes.

These days, the first thing Shi Jiaojiao does when she gets up every day is to take her temperature.

Three thermometers measure simultaneously.

Get it back in five minutes.

22c.

The temperature didn't change at all.

Shi Jiaojiao opened the curtains and looked outside.

Except for the almost completely melted ice, everything seemed to be back to normal and nothing was wrong.

But, is everything really normal?