Dressed as a big boss Bai Yueguang, God does not allow salted fish to lie down

The main thing was that it was pitch black within the field of vision, and Su Yuejian couldn't see anyone when she looked up the mountain.

But the people on the mountain can see it by looking at the kerosene lamps in the hands of the people below.

【Someone is moving in the southeast direction. 】

Su Yuejian immediately teleported over and tried a few more times. With Dada's guidance, she finally found the female survivor.

She just smiled and said, "Master Fairy, look what I caught?"

Su Yuejian saw her crawling on the ground, crawling out little by little, with a pheasant in her arms.

In fact, we can’t blame them. In the end times, everyone must learn to risk their lives to go out and find food. This is an unavoidable fact.

Su Yuejian couldn't say that what they did was wrong, they were just unlucky and encountered bad and changeable weather.

After this large-scale long-distance teleportation, city building, and food delivery, Su Yuejian also felt very exhausted.

In other words, this method of continuously delivering food is not sustainable and can only be a supplement at best.

Su Yuejian carried the two people, one man and one chicken, and teleported them to a safe area at the foot of the mountain.

The rumbling thunder at this time was like the war drum of the gods, shaking the earth wantonly.

Every thunder makes people's heart beat faster. Thunder carries a huge electric charge, and if it strikes a person, there is no chance of rescue.

The rescued person expressed his gratitude happily and left.

The people who were struck by lightning walked away in despair.

Every day from now on, people will die!

This kind of cognition has become a consensus in everyone's heart.

Such deaths happen every day, everywhere.

Su Yuejian thought about it, put the various disaster prevention knowledge he had compiled into a booklet, put it into the space, and used the space printing function to copy a hundred copies.

Then Su Yuejian asked the spies from Xuan Jingsi to hand them over to the officials at all levels.

The Xuan Jingsi also had a very important task, which was to supervise whether local officials were actively participating in disaster relief.

In the face of various disasters, having a little common sense can prevent many deaths, but it is impossible to completely eliminate deaths.

Su Yuejian passed the key information on natural disaster prevention to Chen Ming, asking him to defend the capital.

The capital's economy is mainly supported by commerce and handicrafts. Now with the sky being so dark, thunder and heavy rain, nothing can be done and the streets are completely silent.

Su Yuejian looked at the current temperature and found it was already minus seven degrees Celsius. It was only November.

It's cold outside and there are thunder and lightning, so it's no longer possible to live in the bamboo shed.

So Su Yuejian asked Wang Chuanmeng to take the soldiers and Su Quan to take the refugees to the underground city.

About six thousand people were stationed here.

The place is huge and they probably occupy one tenth of it.

Wang Chuanmeng thought that this was Zhongli’s original dungeon.

Only Su Quan knew that there was no such place in Zhongli before.

His young lady is a fairy messenger and indeed possesses miraculous powers.

If such a large project is excavated by manpower, it will take at least half a year to a year to complete.

The conditions in the dungeon are quite good, much better than those outside in the open air.

There are vegetable fields and fish ponds here. Su Yuejian told Wang Chuanmeng not to move these things at will as they are experimental materials.

The soldiers who moved in were very grateful to Su Yuejian. Without her, they would not know where to spend the night.

As usual, each person had a dry biscuit for dinner.

Su Yuejian collected the rainwater from the underground city and put it into the space for purification, and then had people carry it over. The water purified by her space can be drunk directly.

Farmers living outside will filter the collected rainwater through pebbles, quartz sand and charcoal, and then boil it for drinking.

This is a survival skill that was learned before the natural disaster.

Su Yuejian thought of Bengzhou and didn’t know what the situation was now, so she asked Meng Tanqing what she thought.

Little Tanqing decided to go back and fight the disaster with her father. Su Yuejian still admired this girl very much.

After thinking about the feasibility, Su Yuejian said to Meng Tanqing, "You can go back, and I will pass on any news I have to your father through you, okay?"

"Don't worry, Sister Su, I'm not afraid. Daddy is busy fighting the disaster, and I still have grandma at home. I think I can take care of her when I go back."

"Okay, you know I'm a fairy, I know some magic, I'll take you to Bengzhou to find your father."

In a flash, Su Yuejian arrived at the government office of Bengzhou Prefecture.

Meng Tanqing was not surprised at all, because in Zhongli, everyone already knew that Su Yuejian was an immortal messenger.

Isn't it natural for immortals to know immortal magic?

When we arrived at the Bengzhou government office, there were sporadic lights.

Su Yuejian took out the token that Nangong Li had given her before he left and revealed her identity.

“The purpose of my visit this time is to integrate the management of Bengzhou and Zhongli and share resources.

I have the authority to deploy all materials and resources in Bengzhou."

"Don't worry, Immortal Envoy, I will obey your orders!"

Meng Hao saw his daughter behind Su Yuejian, "Qing'er, you're back. Why are you with the immortal?"

"It was the fairy sister who cured my illness. The fairy sister is so amazing!"

Seeing his cheerful daughter, Meng Hao felt even more grateful to Su Yuejian.

“This is a manual for responding to natural disasters. When you encounter changes in the celestial phenomena, you can quickly check this booklet and direct the people to escape.

Bengzhou is a large area with a large population, and it is closest to Zhongli, so you must manage the personnel deployment of the entire state. I hope you can protect 70% of Bengzhou's population. This is a heavy task.

Especially the craftsmen who will be responsible for future reconstruction, their safety must be prioritized, as well as children.”

"I understand, Immortal Envoy, rest assured, I will do my best!"

"Take me to see where your coal is mined."

Su Yuejian followed Meng Hao on horseback.

The coal lumps from coal mining are piled up on the open ground.

"The weather conditions are bad now, so don't go down to mine for the time being. Save your life first.

If weather conditions permit in the future, we can only mine the minerals exposed on the ground, and leave the minerals underground as is.”

"But Bengzhou needs coal to survive the winter! Now the temperature has suddenly dropped, and many people can't stand it." Meng Hao was so anxious these days that blisters appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Go and find out how many families don't have cotton-padded clothes in winter, and give me the number.

Those wealthy households should stop taking up disaster relief resources."

Su Yuejian sent Meng Hao away, and then used the power of space distortion. After twisting it horizontally and vertically, he twisted it 180 degrees and got rid of many coal lumps.

Continue to use the power of space compression to process the coal lumps into coal powder.

Su Yue saw that there was still rainwater that had not been purified in the space, so she poured it all into the coal powder.

In her space, there are various iron tools produced by Yuejianfang, including the honeycomb coal molds and iron stoves that she had asked someone to make before.

Zhongli was short of coal before, so she made this iron stove and kept it in her space.

After tinkering with it for a long time, she finally made honeycomb briquettes.

Then put all the honeycomb coal into the space.

Su Yuejian washed her hands with some water, looked at her body and saw that it was covered with coal spots, then took out a clean piece of clothing from the space and put it on.

Damn it, I am obviously a high and mighty immortal messenger, who could have imagined that I am digging coal here in the dust?

The picture is too beautiful, which detracts from the 2.8-meter-tall aura of the immortal envoy!