Chen Yi looked at Mo Qiu and finally nodded slightly.

"This world belongs to you, and each of you has the responsibility to do something for the end of the world. Since you have what you want to do, then do it."

In fact, even if Mo Qiu didn't say it, he had this plan.

After tasting the delicious food made by Mo Qiu, you can feel it.

This girl's delicacy does contain a strange power.

From the first time I tasted it, Chen Yi was thinking that if the end of the world had not come, her and her food might have added a touch of glory to the history of this world.

But now it seems that she still has a chance.

After Mo Qiu received Chen Yi's support, he was naturally very happy.

I originally wanted to say something, but in the end I just turned into a soft voice:

"Mo Qiu will still prepare carefully for his daily meals."

"good."

Chen Yi just nodded and then continued to pay attention to the message from Dingxiang.

The great migration has officially started.

It can be seen that everything is in order. Everyone involved has received their own detailed tasks, including where each group of people is transported and how to live after arriving. They are sorting out little by little.

This is not the credit of one or two people.

But the participation of thousands of people.

According to Dingliu's calculation, if there is no error in each link, it will be possible to allow the last group of people to enter the migration when the volcano erupts.

That would be a miracle.

And the reason why miracles are called miracles is because they are extremely difficult to happen.

Chen Yi asked Dingxiang to pay close attention to every link.

If something really happens, he can take action in time.

The sky fortress in the high altitude is also a great transportation force.

But he wanted to see first what steps they could do.

Until eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

"Captain, it seems that there is a special situation." Dingxiang suddenly spoke and opened the screen on the TV at the same time.

That seems to be the surveillance screen on the highway.

In the dark night, rows of lights were driving neatly on the highway, but at this moment, one of them was swinging left and right at a considerable amplitude, and there was obviously a problem.

"What's the situation?" Chen Yi asked.

"The left front tire and right rear tire exploded at the same time, and the swing was severe and uncontrollable." Dingxiang replied, "The driver's handling was very reasonable. He held the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the brakes. However, he still could not control himself entering the emergency lane. This is a convoy with an average speed of 130 yards and a total of hundreds of vehicles. Even if a certain safe distance is maintained, there is a 64% chance of a series of collisions."

"Did you have a series of crashes?" Chen Yi understood.

This is just a fleet of volunteers. Under such high-intensity driving, the probability of failure and accidents is still not low.

And once it appears.

Not to mention casualties, it will inevitably cause road congestion and drag down the entire migration process.

Even if it only takes one hour or two hours.

In the end, there will be a group of people who will not have time to leave.

This is one of the reasons why miracles are miracles. No one can guarantee that special circumstances will not occur, and Dingliu will calculate this probability in it.

"Since that's the case." Chen Yi stood up, "Then I..."

However, before he finished speaking, he saw the transport vehicle in the picture that had lost control and flicked his tail because of a tire blowout. He made a sharp turn, broke through the guardrail on the side, and rolled out of the road.

The vehicle that had already slowed down later accelerated and went past it.

"..." Chen Yi was silent for a moment and asked, "Lilac?"

"The car overturned, the driver was injured, but he had a seat belt and airbag, and it was a gentle area, so there should be no life danger... He should have made this decision by himself."

After saying that, Dingxiang played a conversation between the accident driver and the command center.

"His grandma, this broken car! I'm here to help, not to drag it down!"

The excited tone can tell the driver's mood at that time.

"...So in order not to affect the car behind, he stared at a gentle area and rushed out directly?" Chen Yi had already seen it clearly.

"Yes, Captain." Dingxiang paused for a moment and continued, "this situation only accounts for eight percent of Dingxiang's calculation probability."

"Eight percent? Then you can re-calculate the probability calculation." Chen Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at the picture. "You have to know how much emotion they have in their hearts who can stand up and participate in it at this time is for the sake of the collective and the people."

"Yes, the data is being corrected and the probability is being recalculated." Dingxiang also realized his mistake.

For her, who has not yet fully evolved, this part is her real weakness.

Chen Yi looked at the scene and an ambulance stopped quickly in the accident site. He should have been following the convoy.

"Captain, the new calculation results have come out."

There was obvious incredible sound in the sound of lilac.

This may be just a personality simulation of her expression of differences.

But the next moment, the words different from mechanical logic were spoken by her again.

"Miracle is no longer a miracle."

"Is this how?" Chen Yi understood the meaning of this sentence.

After Dingxiang also included emotional factors into the calculation, it obtained a completely different probability from the initial calculation.

The probability of accidents during transportation, the proportion of personnel who do not cooperate with the migration targets, and even the mental limits of staff... The changes in these data due to emotions add up to the probability that miracles could only happen to happen today.

Sixty-eight percent!

After getting the updated data, Chen Yi smiled.

He is now looking forward to how many surprises this world can bring to him.

And at this moment.

What the heroic driver did soon spread across the Internet. After learning that he was not in danger of his life, countless people left their admiration, praise, and blessings in the comments reported.

There are more and more reports like this.

Volunteers who are carrying elderly people with mobility difficulties on their backs; workers who are so busy that they have to rest because they are almost exhausted; and chefs who gather together to provide free food in their hometowns to those who are about to leave their hometown...

Many of them are just small characters and short stories.

but.

In this late night, where you may have to sleep all night, these little stories make this late night no longer cold and allow warmth to be continuously conveyed between people.

Even Chen Yi saw the video that moved him slightly.

The little boy waiting in line to get on the bus looked up and asked his father.

"Dad, if the volcano is really coming, will our family be gone?"

"Silly son, your mother and I are here, where isn't your home?"

Such a brief conversation made Chen Yi's eyes seem to have the dead empty cities appear again.

What can I do if the people are gone and the city is still there?
Chapter completed!