The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Seeing these scenes through the camera lens, Ruan Mianmian felt very heavy-hearted.

However, even if she had a shopping mall, she couldn't save so many people; she could only watch helplessly as they sacrificed themselves for righteousness.

Seeing that Ruan Mianmian was in a heavy mood, Tang You specially came over to comfort her.

Ruan Mianmian shook her head: "I understand the reasoning, but I still need time to process such a tragedy."

Not only was Ruan Mianmian saddened by the elderly who voluntarily stayed behind and froze to death, but people in various regions were also deeply saddened upon hearing the news.

Therefore, even though it was extremely cold outside and the water had frozen solid, many people still put on all their clothes and equipment, slowly walked out of the ground, and began digging.

The cost this time was far too high. Due to insufficient preparation in the early stages, they had to sacrifice some of their people, which is a national tragedy.

No one can get over this hurdle in their hearts.

So even though it was difficult, even though it was cold, even though every wave of the hand and every breath was filled with pain, everyone still did their best to continue working.

Immersed in grief, Ruan Mianmian saw most people on this land working enthusiastically, so she joined in and had no time to grieve anymore.

Because the weather was so cold, only strong and healthy people could go out to work in the snow and ice.

These people operate excavators, drilling machines, and dump trucks, working diligently in temperatures exceeding 70 degrees Celsius.

Fortunately, there weren't many people working on the surface, because the tunnels used for keeping warm were extensions of the original tunnels, and everyone just buried themselves in digging inside the tunnels.

In this way, women, children, and men with weaker constitutions can all help share the work.

However, the soil inside the tunnel was also frozen solid.

In the past, one swing of the shovel would be enough to dig up a shovelful of soil, but this time it takes five, six, seven, or even eight swings to break the soil.

But no one complained, and no one gave up.

Everyone knows that only by digging more tunnels can more people survive and ensure that no one is abandoned.

As far as Ruan Mianmian could see, apart from those who were truly unable to work, everyone else was busy, and basically no one was idle.

She piloted the spaceship, leading the coordinating leaders to inspect progress and convey new policies in various regions, seeing that every region was bustling with activity.

Moreover, their busy faces all wore expressions of hope.

Everyone on this land knows that when everyone unites as one to rebuild their homes, they will surely succeed, no matter how difficult and dangerous the process may be.

In addition to constructing winter shelters, each region has more than three teams digging through pre-apocalyptic factories, supermarkets, and large shopping centers, hoping to unearth more useful items.

As for the research centers in various provinces and cities, needless to say, they concentrate half of their staff on this, and most of them are military personnel.

As the weather gets colder, everyone at work becomes increasingly exhausted.

Working on frozen ground is incredibly difficult.

However, no one was willing to stop.

In order to have enough energy to work, everyone's appetite has increased.

Because the work at the research institute and various research centers was progressing smoothly, everyone exchanged for a lot of food, especially meat.

Time passed quietly amidst such harsh cold and hardship.

The top leader convened a meeting with people from all regions to discuss what disaster might befall them.

Floods have come, extreme heat has come, and bitter cold has come. What kind of disaster will come next?

Ruan Mianmian was also present at the meeting, but compared to the bigwigs there, her knowledge in this area was pitifully low, so she just listened and didn't speak.

Everyone shared their opinions and summarized the information. Finally, everyone agreed that the most likely disasters to come were hail, typhoons, acid rain, smog, and volcanic eruptions.

The reason for ruling out drought is that drought, accompanied by extreme heat, has already occurred.

Ruan Mianmian rested her chin on her hands and asked, "Isn't a drought only considered a drought if it lasts a long time? The drought caused by the extreme heat lasted only a month, so it shouldn't be considered a drought, right?"

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

After a moment, an expert said, "Comrade Ruan is right. We should also take precautions against these kinds of disasters in advance. Since we are preventing drought, we should also take precautions against floods, landslides, and mudslides."

"So, all disasters must be prevented," someone said.

Everyone nodded.

The meeting was not very successful because only three natural disasters could be ruled out; other similar or concurrent disasters could not be ruled out for the time being.

After sending everyone back to their respective regions, Ruan Mianmian returned to the Eastern District and went out to help with chores.

Just as she was engrossed in her work, someone suddenly let out a painful wail.

Ruan Mianmian was startled and rushed over to the sound: "What's wrong? What happened?"

When she arrived, she saw a man in his thirties covering his injured finger, his face pale.

Several people surrounded him, frantically wrapping bandages around his injured finger, anxiously saying, "Put it close to your heart to warm it up, quick—"

The injured man shook his head: "It's too late..."

Then, Ruan Mianmian stared in disbelief as the man's injured finger fell off.

She was startled, and tried to say something, her lips moved but she couldn't utter a word.

In such extreme cold, everything is easily frozen, loses its vitality, and then falls down.

After a long while, Ruan Mianmian finally found her voice: "Does this happen often?"

"Not many, but not uncommon either," Tang You, who was standing next to Ruan Mianmian, said in a low voice.

“Although it was cold here in the past, it was not nearly as cold as it is now. People find it difficult to adapt to this temperature, so our response to it is not very adequate. Although we have gradually gained experience and learned from the Northeast region, some casualties still cannot be avoided.”

As Tang You said, this is just an isolated case.

After the man lost a finger, everyone quickly got back to work and resumed their tasks.

Ruan Mianmian looked up at the fluttering snowflakes in the sky: "What's wrong with this world?"

No one can answer this question.

Ruan Mianmian turned in four directions, only to find everything a vast expanse of white. A sense of unease crept into her heart. She mentally asked Fatty Baby, "Baby, have you ever seen this plane before? Do you know what's going on here?"

The chubby baby said, "This plane is very complex. It doesn't seem to be a single world. It seems to be a fusion of the real world and some fragments."

"What fragment?" Ruan Mianmian asked curiously.

The chubby baby said, "A novel. A new world formed by merging several novels created by authors from your planet and some online novels from your planet."

Ruan Mianmian remained silent for a long time before finding her voice: "Is it really not an alien invasion, or a reboot of Earth?"

“If it were an alien invasion, there would be no need to waste so much time with all these methods; just wipe out all life on this planet,” the chubby baby said.