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On the 244th day of the game, it was called "the doomsday disaster" by the players.

The sky was dark and heavy that day, and the torrential rain seemed to play some kind of concerto, opening the curtain of death.

The typhoon rolled up layers of huge waves on the sea surface, and the water waves pressed towards the coast like overwhelming mountains and seas.

The Yangtze River near the sea couldn't bear the amount of flood that was enough to break the embankment, and the water level increased explosively, forming huge waves that washed away everything along the way.

The fragile mountain disintegrated in the crazy rainfall and floods, and the sediment rushed to further distances along with the torrent...

Trees and bushes are like paper toys, and when the flood comes, they are all swept away...

Players hiding on the top of the mountain will not be spared after all.

……

Jiang Mu, Xu Feiyu, Wei Wenjing... and some unknown players are all gathered on the top of the mountain at this moment.

The wave wall was so high that it made one's heart tremble, like a wall formed between the ground and the sky.

In the face of this natural disaster beyond the scope of manpower, no one can stop it.

Everyone is wearing clumsy and even ridiculous "life jackets", just wanting to have a chance of surviving.

"coming."

"Hiss, no matter how you look at it, it makes your scalp tingle."

"Bless me, I want to live."

"Dog coin game."

"I can be regarded as a person who has experienced the great flood!"

"It's an honor to die in such a natural disaster!"

Although someone half-jokingly wanted to ease the atmosphere, the expressions on everyone's faces were still solemn.

Too late to say anything, the flood has come!

The player is like an ant floating in a lake, easily submerged by the flood, submerged in the blink of an eye...

Everyone struggles subconsciously, wanting to show their heads in the flood, but even the best swimmers can hardly surface in the flood...

The turbid flood jumped over the mountain, submerging everything, and there was a vast ocean as far as the eye could see.

At the moment when the flood came, Jiang Mu threw a piece of very light driftwood out of his backpack. He hugged the piece of driftwood tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and then held it back.

When the flood came, people seemed to be thrown into the drum washing machine. The water pressure from all directions made the eardrums vibrate, and the sound of gurgling water seemed to sound from the depths of the head.

Driftwood led him up and down several times, and several times he tried to float up, but was caught by the next wave.

There were still many stones and trees mixed in the flood. Jiang Mu had bumped into them several times, and his whole body was numb from the pain.

The pressure of the water crushed him so that he couldn't open his eyes at all.

The simple swim-maw life jackets were also broken one by one.

The oxygen in the chest cavity is gradually decreasing... The life value is decreasing every minute.

In a flood, tension and fear are often the scythes that hasten death.

Jiang Mu remembered that he could usually hold his breath for 2 minutes. It should not have passed 1 minute since the flood washed him away. Even if he made a mistake in his calculations, he could hold his breath for another half minute!

He tried his best to calm down his breathing, reduce the consumption of oxygen, and let the flood wash him farther.

Generally speaking, the flow rate of the flood will subside a little with the distance. As the flood sweeps farther and encounters a wider area, the water potential will be relatively flat, and the probability of the request will be much higher at this time.

Time passed by, and he felt that the water flow seemed to be less turbulent.

Jiang Mu took out the second life jacket from his backpack with difficulty.

The gas-filled swim bladder produced upward buoyancy. He held on to the life jacket tightly and slowly floated up...

Finally, the water pressure became less and less, and his face suddenly came out of the water, feeling the glare of light outside the flood, and the splashing rain.

Anyway, he survived.

The flood was still taking him farther away, but it was not enough to pose a greater danger at this time.

Jiang Mu quickly took out the raft and hit it on the water with a bang.

He took a breath before climbing onto the raft with difficulty.

Wet all over, this is not the time to rest.

Jiang Mu checked the condition of his body. He was scratched by trees and hit by stones. There were many large and small wounds. His health had dropped to 13, and he had a wind chill buff.

He quickly took out the wound medicine and restored his life.

The temperature was a bit low, and the raft couldn't keep out the wind and rain, so he was still wet all over. It would be bad if he stayed in this state for a long time.

But look around, there is nothing but floods.

At least he had to find a way to keep his body dry, otherwise the disease would have to defeat him first.

The stove in the game is too heavy to fit on the raft.

The bonfire will be drenched again by the rain.

Fortunately, this situation was in his expectation.

He used iron ore to make an iron bucket before. There is no iron sheet on one side of the iron bucket, and the fire can be stuffed inside to avoid the trouble of getting wet.

The crackling flames lit up, and Jiang Mu leaned against the iron bucket, feeling his body warm up.

He put on a raincoat, held up an umbrella, and drifted in the flood, gnawing his finger pie while bowing his head.

There is still a little advantage in the game, the backpack keeps fresh, and the finger biscuits are still hot when taken out, as if they were just made.

Jiang Mu was thinking about his teammates while eating the finger cakes, wondering what happened to them?

The flood completely dispersed everyone, and they are currently unable to contact them.

Jiang Mu originally thought that after floating on the flood for a while, he might hit the mainland.

But the collision is a collision, that is, the mainland is under the torrent... It can be seen how abnormal this flood is, and the amount of water is absolutely epic.

……

The game quietly spanned to 245 days.

He didn't see a single person, only the monsters that occasionally jumped out of the water made him have to raise his spirits to meet the enemy.

Occasionally, floods would overturn his small raft, and Jiang Mu had no choice but to get up from the water wet and helpless.

Fortunately, there is enough food and clean drinking water in the backpack, so there is no need to worry too much about survival.

The good news is that all of the teammates survived, but they were all scattered, and the distance was getting farther and farther.

……

Day 246 of the game.

Jiang Mu met the first player.

It was a young boy, lying on top of a giant log, numbly drifting forward with the current, his face was frozen like a layer of hoarfrost, and his eyes were lifeless.

If it weren't for the fact that the game would turn into a white light and disappear, Jiang Mu would really have thought it was a corpse.

But he didn't look too well either.

Jiang Mu used his oars to barely pull in the turbulent water, and the raft slanted towards that side and collided with the driftwood.

When the young man heard the voice, his eyeballs barely moved, as if he had lost all strength.

Jiang Mu pulled him onto his raft and let him lean against the campfire.

His lips were pale and there was no trace of blood, and his whole body was icy, probably because of the wind and cold entering his body after soaking in the water for a long time.

Jiang Mu still had some medicine in his hand, he thought about it, let's save people to the end.

Half an hour later, Zhou Qing felt his consciousness gradually return, and his frozen body also warmed up.

He opened his eyes, moved his hands and feet, looked at the attribute that did not fall too badly, and let out a sigh of relief, "I can't believe it, I survived."

Recalling the moment when the flood submerged, he still has lingering fears.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing felt a little lucky. Fortunately, he was saved by this brother. He hurriedly said to Jiang Mu, "Thank you, if you hadn't saved me, I would have died... I don't have any good things in my backpack, why don't you Call me if you have anything to do, and I will help you."

Jiang Mu was boiling hot water. Hearing this, he shook his head, "What can happen now, you should have a good rest."

Zhou Qing glanced at the boundless ocean around him, and fell silent for a while, too, what could be wrong with this floating on the ocean?

"Fortunately, the rain has become much smaller." Zhou Qing stretched out his hand to feel the drizzle, which was much milder than the previous torrential downpour.

Jiang Mu put some ginger into the cup, poured boiling water into it, and said, "Yes, but the flood will not go away for a while."

"I've been floating for so long, and I haven't seen a piece of land. It's too difficult." Zhou Qing was a little worried.

Jiang Mu handed him ginger tea, "Drink some of this to warm your body."

The two slowly drank the hot ginger tea.

The raft is like a solitary boat, floating lonely on the sea.

There is no trace of popularity around, no matter which direction you look at, there will always be endless water waves, which makes people feel a little desperate.

Several hours passed.

Finally the rain stopped and the current was not so strong.

Jiang Mu took out his fishing boat and switched from the small raft to the fishing boat. Now he can always sleep well.

Zhou Qing looked around at the small fishing boat and sighed, "You have all the emergency supplies. My backpack was washed away by the flood."

Jiang Mu said lightly, "It's okay."

At that time, Zhou Qing didn't know what it meant to be okay.

until dinner time.

Zhou Qing remembered that there was only one piece of meat left on his body, so he quickly untied his clothes and said excitedly, "Suddenly remembered that I had two pieces of bacon tied on my leg, hahaha, it was so tightly tied that it would have been buried in the flood." Without flushing away, I finally did the right thing..."

Probably noticing that Jiang Mu's face was a bit strange, Zhou Qing quickly added, "Although it tastes a little bit wrong after being soaked in the flood, it is still a piece of meat, supplementing nutrition, as long as it is boiled in boiling water, it will lose its taste!"

While talking, he took the piece of bacon from his leg, and there were a few leg hairs on the bacon.

Jiang Mu turned his head slightly, took out two delicious meat buns from his backpack, and handed them over, "Eat this."

Zhou Qing, who smelled the fragrance, "..." He suddenly understood why the other party had such an expression.

In a daze, he had already involuntarily picked up the Roujiamo, took a bite, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!"

I don’t know how to make this Roujiamo. The skin is crispy and the inside is tender. The surface layer is burnt yellow and crispy, but the inside is very chewy. The meat is very finely sliced ​​and the portion is full.

One bite, it is full of meat, the meat is soft and glutinous, not rotten, not fishy or greasy, and the taste is just right.

Zhou Qing didn't control the speed, he ate very fast, and it was gone in two or three bites. He smashed his mouth, felt that he had finished eating without tasting anything, and suddenly felt infinite regret...

However, the second Roujiamo came in front of him, "There are more."

Zhou Qing swallowed, took the roujiamo, and thought to himself, it turns out that being "wrapped and raised" is so happy.

……

It was very late at night, and Zhou Qing originally thought that he would spend the night leaning on the stove.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Mu took out a thick bedding and a heater from his backpack, holding it in his hands was as comfortable as holding a hot water bottle.

Zhou Qing felt that his life was better than before the flood.

It seems that we can only help the boss to do more, he thought so before going to sleep.