On this day, Yang Jian never went out again.

When night came, everyone sat in the living room for dinner, and Yang Jian could still hear the sound of storms outside.

"It seems that this storm will really last for a long time," Moloy said.

Extreme weather is getting more and more frequent. Everyone originally thought that the ice crystal storm had just disappeared and the next was a hot summer. Who would have thought that this strange climate would appear?

However, it only takes five days to calculate the time carefully, but I always feel it will last for a long time.

After dinner, it was Anna and Kim Hee-lu’s turn to clean up the dishes today, while the others returned to the compartment to pass the time, or went to the laboratory to help Moloy.

In this kind of weather, no one can go out except Yang Jian.

"Save the time to enter into meditation." Yang Jian said: "Maybe after tomorrow, the oxygen content in the air will decrease."

The women pursed their mouths, but they were quite envious of Yang Jian's ability to let the air cannon hit him.

The body is the capital of revolution, and everyone wants a good body.

"From today, each person must enter a meditation for 12 hours every day." Yang Jian said. He became more and more aware that the longer the time he entered a meditation, even if he did not sleep, a person's energy could be restored. As for physical strength, let alone physical strength, let alone

It's right.

The longer you meditate and enter into meditation, the better it is to all aspects of the human body.

Even tonight, Yang Jian discovered that when he was watching ancient paintings, there seemed to be something else in the ancient paintings.

It was late at night and Yang Jian sat in the crypt, opposite the extremely familiar picture of the tiger going down the mountain.

I don’t know if it was because of the increase in the oxygen content in the air, but Yang Jian felt that the color of this ancient painting became more vivid.

Now, Yang Jian found that it is difficult to enter into meditation when facing ancient paintings, but it is easier to take the initiative to meditate on his own.

This strange feeling only appears on Yang Jian.

However, Yang Jian did not give up and kept staring at the tiger. As time passed, a strange feeling gradually appeared on him.

Deep in the pupils, a colorful tiger emerged, with a very strong pressure in his breathing, which made Yang Jian's breathing begin to scatter.

This state lasted for a while and was soon suppressed by Yang Jian, and the tiger in his pupils began to dissipate.

"What is this?" Yang Jian frowned, always feeling that he had overlooked something.

In the following time, Yang Jian closed his eyes and rested, and settled himself in the meditation world.

That night, the wind and rain continued, and the wind blew in the forest, just like the end of the world.

The next morning, Yang Jian took some food and drink and walked towards the cowshed alone.

After all, he and Wu Jiujiu had a period of time alone. Although this woman hid some things from him, she had no malice in the end.

Walking in the forest, Yang Jian felt the power of the air cannon. Compared to yesterday, he found that his body seemed to be moving forward again, and the air hit his body, like a tickling.

Feeling the sound of wind coming from his ears, Yang Jian turned around and punched. The air and his finger bones collided, making a violent sound. The raindrops around him exploded, forming a mist.

"So powerful." Yang Jian took a breath and quickly walked to a big tree. The diameter of the trunk was about the size of an adult's waist.

Yang Jian held his breath and punched him again, and the tree trunk swayed violently.

puff.

A dull sound came out, a large amount of wood chips splashed everywhere, and then the trunks swayed and fell towards the ground.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian had a new understanding of his own power.

"It seems that I have to seize the time to get familiar with my strength." Yang Jian said intimately.

Soon, he came to the cowshed with his duffel bag, threw the food and drink inside directly, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Yang Jian!" Wu Jiujiu immediately chased after him, but was knocked unconscious by a blow of air cannon, fell to the ground, and fainted directly.

Yang Jian turned around and felt speechless. He could only walk over, pick up Lao Wu, who had an explosive figure, and return to the cave.

It took two hours before Lao Wu woke up.

The moment he opened his eyes, Wu Jiujiu quickly checked his clothes, and then when he saw Yang Jian with a strange look, he immediately blushed.

"Since you are awake, I will leave first." Yang Jian stood up, patted his butt and prepared to leave.

Wu Jiujiu ran over immediately, and his chest shaking, making Yang Jian swallow.

"I don't want to be here!" Old Wu said angrily.

"Then you have the ability to go out." Yang Jian pointed to the door, saying a way to Wu Jiujiu.

Old Wu shook his head: "I can't go out, you can take me out."

"How do I take you? Melt you into my body?"

"Bah!" Wu Jiujiu blushed and looked at the rogue-like Yang Jian, really wanted to beat him.

Yang Jian spread his hands, turned around and left the bullpen. This time Wu Jiujiu did not stop him.

"Remember to bring me some aromatherapy next time!" Wu Jiujiu shouted. The smell of the cowshed was so smelly.

I don’t know if Yang Jian heard that, but Wu Jiujiu walked to the entrance of the cowshed and picked up the duffel bag that the other party had thrown in from the ground.

After opening it, Wu Jiujiu looked for it and found that in addition to some food and fresh water, there were books, quilts, flashlights, candles and air fresheners, etc.

"You have a conscience." Old Wu took out a freshener and sprayed it around, and the stench of cow shit disappeared a little.

In fact, although there are many things in the duffel bag, most of them are waste that should not be used in the cave, Yang Jian is also a use of old things.

On this side, Yang Jian was walking in the wind and rain, his speed was not fast, but very stable.

When I looked up at the sky, the clouds were still gray, and lightning could be seen in the distance, illuminating the sky.

After returning to the crypt, Yang Jian saw that the passage leading to the fruit forest seeped water again. After thinking about it, he still had to deal with this big trouble at one time.

So he discussed with other women and took the cold ball out.

Soon, Yang Jian held the cold ball in his skin and left the hole from the ground, and quickly came to the fruit forest.

The rain had already flowed out, and Yang Jian half-squatted on the ground, carefully molting his skin into the water, and then exposing the stone balls with cold air inside.

One minute later, Yang Jian smashed the nearby ice cubes, took out the cold balls again, and sent them back to the hole as soon as possible.

At this moment, the accumulated water in the fruit forest had completely frozen into ice, which also bought a lot of time for Tang Xin and the others.

Soon, the troops split into two groups. The woman who stayed in the cave opened the passage and started chiseling ice, and shattered the ice in the fruit forest as soon as possible and moved it out.

At the same time, Yang Jian took a lot of tools and started to lay out the roof of the shed above the fruit forest again.

In this way, it took five hours to solve all the hidden dangers inside and outside the fruit forest.
Chapter completed!