Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

A few hours later, Lin Feng got off the plane, and Qiao Feng and his group also arrived with the first wave of people.

"Brother-in-law, I've brought all the people here. More than 80% of them agreed to move, and I told the rest that if they don't leave, the remaining supplies, food, and shelter will belong to them. Do you think this is a good way to handle it? After all, we've been together for more than a year, so this should be a good way to part ways."

After seeing Lin Feng get off the plane, Qiao Feng immediately reported the situation. Not everyone wants to leave the land where he was born and raised.

"Yeah, that's fine. Everyone has their own aspirations, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God. But even if you leave the remaining food and supplies, I don't think they will need them in the future. Take those who agree to go on the plane, and don't force those who don't want to go. I still have something to take care of, so just arrange your people. Find Qiao Qiao at the place, she will help you arrange it."

Lin Feng patted Qiao Feng on the shoulder and turned away, leaving Qiao Feng and his group standing in the wind in confusion.

"Ah? It's no longer useful? Why is it no longer useful?"

Qiao Feng was very confused, but he still took his people on the plane.

It is definitely useless. The flood will come in a month. Huanghai City is so low in the ground, and they are still living in caves?

I really don’t know what those who don’t leave are thinking. The King of Hell wants you to die at three o’clock in the morning, but you insist on committing suicide at two?

Who can save you from this? Just pack up and prepare to die. There is no hope.

Lin Feng drove directly to Linjia Village to see what was going on. The giegie issue must be resolved as a priority.

After driving for more than three hours, Lin Feng arrived at Linjia Village again.

At this moment the appearance of Linjia Village has changed drastically. It turns out that they had dug traps around the village, and now they have blocked it with a huge three-meter-high ice wall.

At today's temperature, the ice wall is as hard as reinforced concrete.

Being able to complete such a huge project also shows that life in Linjia Village is really good.

"May I ask for your name? Who are you?"

At this moment, Lin Xia stood on the observation deck of the ice wall and shouted at Lin Feng.

It has been almost a year since the end of the extreme cold world, and they have encountered many people who wanted to enter the village, but they have all been repelled one by one.

"I'm your uncle! Don't you recognize me again?"

Lin Feng roared in a domineering manner, Lin Xia, you are so forgetful!

"Hmm? It's really my uncle! Hurry up and lower the drawbridge! Uncle, are you here to play? Uncle, please come in!"

Lin Xia is now a level 4 psychic. Although his strength is not good enough in Lin Feng's eyes, he is still considered to have certain self-protection abilities in this doomsday.

"Why do I feel so angry when you say this? Those who know me think that I, Lin Feng, am home to visit my family, but those who don't know me think that I, Lin Feng, am here to visit Yaozi?"

Lin Feng looked up at Lin Xia and made sure that he had not shown any signs of weakness before going into Linjia Village to check the latest intelligence.

"Uncle, you have worked hard these past two years. What are you doing here in Linjia Village? Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lin Xia climbed down from the observation deck and said, "Lin Feng is my uncle, I must serve him well."

"Well, I'm here for something very important. I heard that the chickens here are special. I came here to see what the difference is between your chickens and those outside. They're all chickens, so what's so special about your chickens?"

Lin Feng took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and then stuffed the rest into Lin Xia's pocket.

Lin Xia took the cigarette that Lin Feng handed over to her, her eyes full of confusion?

As far as I, Lin Xia, know, all of Lin Feng's wives are beautiful. Could it be that so many wives cannot satisfy him?

Lin Xia thought about it and suddenly seemed to understand a truth: how can domestic flowers be as fragrant as wild flowers?

What man doesn’t cheat, what cat doesn’t steal fish?

Lin Feng was tired of home-cooked meals, so he came out to try some game.

"Master, you have found the right person. I don't know about other things, but I am the best at being a prostitute! Come on, I will take you there right now. I guarantee you will linger and enjoy the delicious food."

Lin Xia pulled Lin Feng and gave a meaningful smile. This matter is known to heaven, earth, you and me, but I promise not to let anyone else know.

Seeing Lin Xia's flattering look, Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction. As expected, without Lin Tian, ​​the troublemaker, his family's status had risen sharply.

"Well, you know a lot about the market. What do your chickens usually eat? Is there enough food for the chickens in this situation?"

Lin Feng was very puzzled about the issue of raising chickens. After all, it was the end of the world. How could there be so much food for the chickens to eat?

"The chickens here are not as dirty as you think. They are eaten the same as people. And the conditions in our village are very good. Our chickens are bathed every day, so they are definitely not dirty."

Lin Xia took a puff of his cigarette and described the current situation very sincerely.

"Can chickens take a bath? And eat the same thing as people? Is your village so arrogant? If a chicken takes a bath in this cold weather, won't it freeze to death?"

Lin Feng was very puzzled by what Lin Xia was talking about. Could it be that he had mutated to the point where he was immune to water and fire?

Should I kill them all? Otherwise, what will happen if they continue to evolve and rule the earth?

"The chickens here are different from those in other places. Not only can they eat normal food, but they are also very clean. Come, here we are. I will take you to see it and you will know what's going on."

As she spoke, Lin Xia pulled Lin Feng to a remote courtyard in the village. The courtyard was indeed very clean.

"Hmm? Nice environment, not even a chicken feather. Where is the chicken? I want to see what's so different about it."

Lin Feng didn't expect that the chicken coop would be so clean. It was completely different from the chicken coop he saw when he was a child.

"Come on, everyone, introduce yourselves."

Having said that, Lin Xia opened the door and began to let them explain the situation.

"I'm Xiaohong."

"I'm Xiaolan."

"I'm Xiao Zi."

"I'm Lin Gang."

As they spoke, three strange-looking beauties and a man with a Shandong accent began to introduce themselves.

Lin Feng: "..."

Lin Feng looked at the four people speechlessly. Are they all chicken farmers? Do they all look so arbitrary?

"What's going on? Can anyone explain this to me?"

Lin Feng really didn’t know about this situation. This was the first time he had encountered it in his life. He used to be a good boy.

"Ahem, I understand. Lin Gang will stay, and the rest can go."

Lin Xia understood immediately that Lin Feng was out in search of game but was too embarrassed to say it directly.

After all, having different surnames is just for the purpose of reproduction, and only having the same surname is true love.