"Pointer?"
Looking curiously at this rare-level prop, the Sumo experimenter pressed the button above while silently sketching the image of Su Mei in his mind.
I had just seen my family in the ruins, and without much effort, the information slot on the pointer was filled and began to emit light, forming the phantom of my sister.
If this shadow hadn't flickered and said nothing, Sumo would have thought it was a real person appearing!
Pressing the upper button again, the pointer began to rotate crazily. As time passed, Sumo watched the pointer slowly stop, with a look of anticipation on his face.
Unfortunately, just when the pointer was about to stop, the information slot suddenly began to decay crazily.
In less than a second, the purple information slot was cleared, and the pointer could only spin around regretfully, while a game prompt rang in my ears.
[Record]: Failed to use pointer
[Record]: Reason for failure: Unknown (number of uses will not be deducted)
"Sure enough, all the people who have not yet been released are either too far away from the wasteland humans, or they are not in the same space."
"But it's also possible that the pointer isn't of a high enough quality. The information slot just now..."
Regrettably, he pressed the pointer again to search for the location of Su's father and Su's mother. After a failure message popped up, Sumo could only put this rare prop back temporarily.
At this point, the transaction is completed, the airdrop has been received, and it is finally time to approach the baptism of disaster.
Return to the basement, open the door, and watch the sunset as the moon above your head once again emits an evil red light.
Facing the disaster this time, Sumo no longer had any fear!
But the last time before the disaster struck, the game detected that the shelter had more than 99% probability of passing the disaster, and gave a lottery opportunity.
This time there was no prompt.
From this point, Sumo vaguely felt that the disaster was not as simple as imagined.
"Even my shelter may not be able to survive this disaster. It seems that this snowstorm may be a little different from what I thought..."
After holding a flashlight and checking that there were no problems with the placement of iron and copper blocks, Sumo returned to the shelter before eight o'clock in the evening and began to install the final disaster-resistant props.
air conditioner!
The current power in the shelter has reached its limit. If more power is used, the diesel reserve will be consumed for power generation. In the past, in order to save power, the air conditioner was just placed in the corner as a piece of furniture.
Now, for safety's sake, Somo chose to install an air conditioner.
Where the outdoor unit is hung, directly choose to secure it firmly outside the garage door.
In this way, you can release it when in use and bring it back directly when not in use, ensuring that the fragile outdoor unit will not be harmed.
For the long and slender ventilation duct, Somo hired System Dad to construct it, occupying part of the space used to plan the water line, and successfully connected the air conditioner to the shelter.
After some research, Somo chose to place the air conditioner in the center of the third floor.
"Air conditioning can't bring a disaster recovery rate of more than 99%. Oh my god, it looks a bit scary!"
After trying to turn the air conditioner on and off to confirm there was no problem, I sat on the fabric sofa and finished my simple dinner.
When the disaster struck, even though he was in a strong shelter, Soma had no intention of enjoying himself at this time.
Natural disasters are different from alien invasions. Under the power of nature, individual power will be infinitely reduced.
Even powerful guns cannot withstand natural disasters.
Oreo also put away his thoughts about playing for a long time and lay lazily in the wooden nest that Somo made while making tools. He didn't know what he was thinking about.
The big clock acquired from the trading secret realm, after Sumo adjusted the time, hung in the center of the living room on the third floor, ticking.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was already 11:50.
After thinking for a while, Sumo put on his combat uniform, cautiously opened the garage door, and came to the top of the mountain in the underground shelter of the outside world.
The temperature has not yet dropped, but the red moon is still eerie. Through the large dark clouds, the entire depression has been stained with blood, making it look eerie and terrifying.
There is no record of such a scene even in Magu's diary.
The unknown is always a great terror.
Looking into the dark depths in the distance, Somo simply sat down and waited patiently for the arrival of 12 o'clock.
In the world channel and regional channel, more and more people are hiding in the disaster-resistant facilities that have been prepared and watching the outside world cautiously.
With the warning given last time, this time I am finally less careless.
There is no longer a stupid person who thinks this is a prank. Only strong men like Su Mo dare to observe the coming snowstorm from the outside world.
23:58...
23:58:30...
23:59...
The clock keeps moving forward. In the vast wasteland, there is no time difference problem. No matter where you are, there seems to be an invisible pressure that comes down as the time approaches.
Finally, when the elderly phone in his arms started to ring, indicating that 12 o'clock was coming, Sumo pulled down his mask and felt with his face the sudden breeze rising in the calm depression.
At the same time, the dark clouds in the sky stopped brewing, and little snowflakes began to drift downwards with the breeze.
Stretching out his hand, Somo caught a strand of falling snowflakes.
This snowflake is not big, even worse than the snowfall seven days ago, but before the snowflakes on Sumo's hands melt due to body temperature...
The second snowflake fell, and this one was more than twice as big!
The bell of the senior phone rang again, heralding the arrival of 12:01.
As if the bell sounded the trumpet of disaster, the originally sparse snowflakes suddenly became terrifying.
The wind force also quickly increased to a level, from a level 3 breeze to a level 6 strong wind.
The snowflakes all over the sky were carried by the strong wind and began to wreak havoc in the depressions, swallowing up all living things that were still above the ground.
"Could it be that a snowstorm..."
"The temperature is not the main event, and the heavy snow is not the focus, only this..."
"wind!"
Standing on the hillside, he breathed out the word "wind" with great difficulty, and felt the wind force rising to another level and reaching the level of strong wind. Somo looked ugly and walked directly down the hillside.
Snowstorm is a vague term on earth, even abroad.
As long as the temperature is below -5°C, there is heavy precipitation, and there is strong cold air flow, causing the water vapor to turn into snowflakes and fall, it will be called a snowstorm by the meteorological station.
Most of the time, a snowstorm only needs the wind speed to reach 56 kilometers per hour and the temperature to drop below -5°C to be called a "disaster."
One of the largest snowstorms in modern times on Earth hit the beautiful city of Buffalo and the surrounding area in late July 1977.
Buffalo is located right in the Snow Belt east of the Great Lakes, where a few feet of snow is commonplace most winters.
However, the blizzard in 1977 was worse than this, but even then, the limit of wind speed also entered a bottleneck at 113km, and then dropped.
Shortly before the crossing, the snowstorm in Texas, a beautiful country, only had a wind speed of 40km/h and a low temperature of minus 22 degrees.
But if the so-called storm in the blizzard on the game panel is really calculated according to the standards on earth...
The wind speed will directly reach 120km per hour!
Only this kind of wind speed can be called "storm", and only this kind of disaster can be called "destruction of heaven and earth"!
Try to imagine that you are sitting in a car driving forward at 120 kilometers per hour, sticking your head out the window, and the wind speed is like a pair of big hands pushing your head outward.
Just think about it, the wind speed in the outside world will reach this...
"The disaster is absolutely unprecedented. No wonder my shelter is not fully confident of surviving this snowstorm!"
When the alloy door was closed, the wind speed had risen to level 8 gale, almost climbing to level 9 gale.
At level 8, many branches were broken, making it almost impossible to walk in the wind. At level 9, the thatched house was damaged, and the tiles of the bungalow fell down. On land, there was not much wind at level 10, and the tree fell down on the house, showing off its majesty.
If the wind reaches level 11, big trees will be uprooted and buildings will collapse.
Silently recalling the chants taught by his teacher in junior high school geography class, and feeling the rustling sound of the strong wind beating on the alloy door, Sumo became even more worried.
In this kind of weather, it would be okay if the wooden house generated by the game had a very deep foundation and it would be difficult for the storm to blow up. At most, it would only cool down the house.
But if you build your own wooden house...
Thinking about seeing the wooden house that was blown into the air in the video, Sumo was heartbroken and quickly opened the stone door and returned to the third floor of the shelter, which was still warm at the moment.
Click on the World Channel. At this time, the number of comments has been refreshed after 12 o'clock. With the discussion of most people, the secret of the disaster has been discovered.
The speed of speaking is simply explosive!
This chapter has been completed!