Survival: Fighting floods from a thatched hut.

Just one day of buffer time?

The first floors of most survivors' shelters have not yet been repaired.

Is the Fog World planning to give up on those survivors who performed poorly during the flood?

"Hoo! (Ouch!)"

Zhang Chi, who had just fallen into deep thought, was interrupted by the voices of Xiaohong and Dahuang.

Looking back, I found that one of them was holding a leaf, and the other was raising a paw, pointing to the sky in another direction.

He looked up in confusion and found that there was a sky full of yellow in the distance coming towards them.

?

Isn’t the sandstorm coming tomorrow?

After a moment's pause, he quickly reacted and looked towards his many buildings.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were not many buildings that would be affected by the sandstorm, only the Moon Well, the animal shed and the farm.

After returning to the shelter, he immediately made two lids with a diameter of two meters to cover the two moon wells, and pressed 100 units of stone on top of each.

He originally wanted to add a few wooden boards to seal the farm, but as soon as he covered the Moon Well, the dust swept into his shelter.

In an instant, Zhang Chi felt that the quality of the air became extremely poor, and every time he breathed, he could smell a strong earthy smell in his nasal cavity.

Not long after, he began to feel some discomfort in his throat and his nasal cavity became unusually dry.

He hurried into the shelter, closed the door on the first floor, and then closed all the doors and windows.

After washing his face and clearing away all the dust in his nasal cavity, he felt a little better.

Looking at Dahuang and Xiaohong who were fine, Zhang Chi felt that the problem was not serious. At least they would not be affected too much if they hid in the house.

However, he still decided to go out and take a look. His first general was still sleeping in the animal shed, some golden-ringed bees were patrolling outside, and the farm where the stone rats were raised was not a sealed place.

Just as he was about to go out, he stopped.

Since the biggest impact of sandstorms on him is breathing discomfort, wouldn't it be okay for him to just not breathe the air?

Thinking of this, he took out his power armor, put it on, and then fastened the mask.

I thought the power armor would be retired after the flood ended, but I didn't expect it to have a second spring under such circumstances.

This can also be considered as re-employment after being laid off.

When he opened the door, sand and dust rushed into the shelter in an instant, and he quickly closed the door.

It seems that we need to build a buffer room at the entrance and exit of the shelter, otherwise the air in the shelter will be full of dust if the door is opened a few times.

When he walked to the animal shed, he found that the iron-eating beast was still sleeping. It was worthy of being his number one warrior, and it was so steady.

Because he was afraid that Dahuang would be exposed to wind and rain in the shed, he surrounded the shed with wooden boards and built a thin wooden wall, so not much sand and dust came in.

But as soon as Zhang Chi opened the door, the small space in the animal shed was instantly dyed yellow.

"Aqiu."

The iron-eating beast raised its head and looked at Zhang Chi in confusion.

"You really can sleep, I'll let you sleep well from now on.

Elbow, follow me into the house."

He sent it to the shelter, during which he discovered that the golden-ringed bee was still patrolling.

So he rushed to the plant greenhouse and asked the queen bee to call them all back.

Although the strength of these golden-ringed bees is still very weak, their talents are excellent. If one dies, the shelter will be doomed.

He quickly brought the queen bee and gathered all the golden-ringed bees back to the plant greenhouse. Zhang Chi opened the mask and felt it for a while.

Perhaps because there are many plants here, the air quality is better than inside the shelter.

He felt relieved, told the queen bee not to patrol recently, and then walked towards the breeding farm.

Zhang Chi originally thought that the dust in the air would not only make the stone rat feel suffocated, but would at least have some impact.

When he arrived at the farm, he saw dozens of stone rats, each one more excited than the other, as if it were New Year's Day.

This is true even for newborn stone mice.

After observing for a while, he confirmed that the stone rat was really happy.

Because he saw many stone rats eating stones and dusty air in their mouths, and they enjoyed the food so much.

After filling their water bottles, Zhang Chi stood on the stone wall to observe the dust situation for a while before returning to the small building.

Sitting in the chair, Zhang Chi fell into thought.

This sandstorm disaster was much more serious than he had expected.

This was only the day before the disaster, and there was already so much sand and dust. If the disaster started, he couldn't imagine what it would be like outside.

The most outrageous thing is that it was a dusty and windy day, and there was white fog outside!

The white fog seemed to be a product of another dimension; the dust and wind had no effect on it at all.

Visibility in the white fog is already poor, and if a sandstorm starts tomorrow, it would be considered amazing if most people can see more than 50 meters away.

Even if he had the Sun and Moon pupils, he could only see one or two hundred meters at most.

In this case, the difficulty of going out for exploration will be greatly increased.

It was not so bad for someone like him who had a wealthy family, but ordinary survivors would not have been able to go out to look for supplies during the flood.

When the sandstorm comes, we can’t go out and there is no possibility of survival.

Thinking of this, he felt something was wrong. This was not the style of the foggy world.

The foggy world does not care about the death of survivors, but that is only after providing enough help and will not directly put the survivors in an environment where they are bound to die.

Taking out the survival manual, he found Wang Zerui's friend.

"Has your area been merged with ours?"

"Benefactor, there is a sandstorm here."

Are they really together? Zhang Chi frowned slightly.

"I just asked Li Xiang, and his disaster was different from mine. It was high temperature."

Are the disasters different for survivors who were in the same area before?

Could it be that the changes in heaven and earth that I felt before were not just an illusion?

But he clearly didn't see any changes in the surrounding scenery. Could it be that the foggy world had also moved the area near his shelter?

Let the other party deal with it on their own, and Zhang Chi sent a message to each of his friends, asking about their respective disasters.

Since he had to do business with hundreds of regions before, he added a lot of friends. These people were strong and weak, and they could roughly judge the standards for dividing disasters in the foggy world.

Half an hour later, all friends replied.

Even in the same area before, the disasters were varied.

There are more than ten types, including high temperature, cold current, strong wind, thunderstorm, etc.

What was most difficult for him to accept was that these disasters occurred at different times. The fastest was the sandstorm he experienced, which only lasted one day.

The slowest one was seven days away from the disaster.

And all those who have to face the sandstorm are survivors with good strength.

All of the second-tier friends he added were from Sandstorm, and they were all in the same area as him.

After seeing this, he finally understood what the foggy world was up to.

This is to throw these stronger survivors into the most dangerous area.

The top of the canyon?

However, doing so may not be a bad thing for him. At least the stronger the survivors in the area become, the better his business will be.

Besides, his alliance hasn’t recruited enough tools.

Gathering all the powerful survivors together would also make it easier for him to recruit people.

With this in mind, he came to the semi-automated workshop.

Although the survivors in the previous hundreds of areas all knew him, most of them had no intersection with him and only heard of him.

Now that we have arrived in a new area together, let’s make him famous first.

The first item that came to his mind was not the Excellence or the Fine, but the Premium wetsuit.

【Diving suit drawing

Grade: High quality

Effect: Reduce resistance in water, have air bottle]