The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

It only took five minutes to do all this.

But the weather outside had changed drastically, and a lot of dust was blown into the air by the strong wind, along with some plastic garbage and leaves.

Jiang Qingyi could no longer see the hazy buildings in the distance.

At this time, Song Cenyu said anxiously, "Boss, there are more than 300 people in the taxi queue. What should we do?"

Jiang Qingyi said, "It's not a big problem. We can use a special method to get through."

After she finished speaking, she pulled Song Cen and dodged, and the next second they appeared in a bathroom in the largest shopping mall in the city center.

Jiang Qingyi made a hand gesture, then quickly pulled Song Cen and walked out to blend into the crowd.

The mall was very busy at this time, as if it was not affected at all by the bad weather outside.

Song Cen calmly took out his phone and canceled the taxi, "Boss, where are we going?"

“The hotel next door.”

The moment they came out of the mall, Jiang Qingyi quickly used her spiritual power to stabilize her body, and grabbed Song Cenyu who was blown away by the strong wind.

It was only a distance of a few hundred meters, but the two of them had a hard time walking.

Arriving at the hotel front desk, Jiang Qingyi booked two high-rise standard rooms for a month at a price of 40,000 yuan.

It is the off-season for tourism and there are many hotel rooms, otherwise this price cannot be obtained.

After getting the room card, Jiang Qingyi took Song Cen and got into the elevator.

The room is on the fifteenth floor, two rooms next to each other.

When they arrived, Jiang Qingyi handed over the room card in her hand, "You can stay in this room. Just tell me what you need."

She thought for a moment and then said, "Stretch out your hand."

Song Cen and did as he was told.

Jiang Qingyi drew a tracking symbol on his hand so that she could confirm Song Cenyu's location at any time to prevent him from getting into danger.

"By the way, it's best not to eat anything outside, as it may contain potential zombie viruses. Don't use water either. I'll come to find you at mealtimes. Just use your phone to find me while it still has power."

Song Cen and Du responded one by one.

Jiang Qingyi thought about it and decided that there was nothing to say, so she went out.

Going to the next room, Jiang Qingyi checked the room first. After confirming it was safe, she sat in the chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and some messy things were floating in the air.

There are still cars on the road, but they are not driving fast.

Those trapped in the mall also felt the unusual weather and were trying to find ways to return to their homes.

But the strong wind made it difficult for them to move. Some people came out of the mall against the wind and were soon blown to the ground and rolled.

If the man hadn't been stopped by the lamppost, no one knew where he would have been blown to.

But even if he was stopped by the street light, the man's situation was not much better.

He stood up with difficulty, holding on to the street lamp; the strong wind made it impossible for him to open his eyes.

He could only hold on to the lamppost and wait for rescue.

The people in the mall witnessed everything and didn't dare to act rashly. They were also afraid that if they left, they would not be able to come back.

In this case, it is obviously safer to stay in the mall.

The only people who could leave were those who parked their cars in the basement of the mall.

However, the crisis did not stop.

Half an hour later, a roar that resounded through the heavens and the earth was heard in the air.

The strong wind continued to blow, and heavy rain poured down in an instant, blurring people's vision.

Then another bolt of thunder struck the lamppost directly, and the person who was holding on to the lamppost suffered the consequences.

Such strong lightning would probably crush a person to pieces if it struck him.

Someone in the mall was kind enough to call the police, but the line was busy when he dialed.

After hearing the news, those who were still in the mall no longer had time to care about other people's affairs. They had to find a way to save themselves.

In less than two hours, the city's roads were flooded, and the water showed signs of increasing.

Many underground parking lots have been flooded, some low-lying roads are impassable, and traffic has gradually come to a standstill.

At six o'clock in the evening, Alsophila went next door to have dinner with Song Cen.

At this time, the water on the ground was half a person deep, and the rain had not stopped yet.

At this time, some people were already spreading doomsday rhetoric online.

Their analysis is very logical and there are many people who believe in it.

At one point, almost everyone started frantically stockpiling food at home.

After all, we just experienced such hot weather some time ago, and everyone has experience with it.

Song Cenyu suddenly asked, "Boss, how long do you think this rain will last?"

"I don't know, but it will definitely not stop in the short term."

"Are we going to stay here forever?"

Jiang Qingyi glanced at him and said, "Otherwise, do you have a better place to go?"

Song Cenyu paused and said, "No."

"Don't worry, I'm here, so it won't be difficult to survive."

Song Cen was eating in silence, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Before returning to the room, Jiang Qingyi left some food and water for Song Cenyu, and also reminded him to fully charge his cell phone.

After entering the room, Jiang Qingyi started playing games until she felt a little sleepy and then went to bed.

This night was destined to be unpeaceful. News of flooding came from all over the place, and the affected people had no place to stay.

Moreover, these disasters did not occur in a small area, but occurred on a large scale across the country.

The water and electricity where Jiang Qingyi was had been cut off in the middle of the night.

When I got up in the morning, the water outside had already reached the third floor.

"Knock, knock, knock", there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Qingyi used her spiritual sense to scan and found that it was Song Cen, so she opened the door.

After Song Cen entered the room, he quickly closed the door and said, "Boss, outside..."

"The situation outside is not optimistic. The end of the world may really be coming." Jiang Qingyi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with an indifferent look in her eyes.

Low-rise houses are uninhabitable, and some people, with nowhere else to turn to, have no choice but to use tools to pry open unoccupied houses and move in.

The shelter problem was solved, but food and drink were not, so crime rates increased.

Once order collapses, it is difficult to rebuild it.

The Internet is full of messages asking for help, but there are almost no people who can actually help.

Two days later, the phone ran out of battery, and neither did anyone else's phones.

Everyone has become a lone boat in this disaster and can only fight on their own.

The situation in the shopping mall next door is still relatively good for the time being. There are sufficient supplies inside and someone has come out to maintain order.

Apart from the lack of freedom, there is no need to worry about other aspects.

On the fifth day, the flood reached the tenth floor.

The good news is that the rain outside has stopped and inflatable boats are coming out of the shopping mall next door.

Just as Jiang Qingyi was standing by the window observing the situation outside, there was a knock on the door.

After the water and electricity were cut off, Jiang Qingyi asked Song Cen to live with her.

So it was someone else knocking on the door.

Song Cen looked at Jiang Qingyi with a questioning look.

Jiang Qingyi used her spiritual sense to scan again and saw a young girl with a little boy of about six or seven years old outside.