I give the world destruction and new life

The Saints did run into trouble. Although Brian was an experienced driver, he couldn't guarantee that he would have no problems driving in such an environment. When they turned, the rear tire on the driver's side blew out.

In order to keep itself stable in a big storm environment, the entire armored bus has a heavier structure. In addition, they also brought a large amount of diesel as ballast. It can be said that the weight pressure of the tires has always been very high.

To relieve this pressure, they added extra load-bearing wheels in the mid-section of the bodywork.

But even so, turning is still a risky test for this classic car, and this time they are not lucky.

The good news is that although the car was temporarily buried in the sand, their lives were not in danger. The shell of the car body, which has been tested several times, can withstand the current wind force, and there are enough supplies in the car for them to eat for two weeks.

The bad news is that they are encountering a sudden regional strong storm. The wind level has risen to level [-] in a short period of time. The whole car is crumbling in the storm. Every part and every screw is damaged. It was wailing, as if it would be dismantled in the next second.

Brian is changing the spare protective suit into a model that Konstantin Guren can wear. It's not so much a protective suit, it's actually more like a thermal suit.

Compared with the relatively 'warm' environment of Night City, the vast next door near Davis Mengshan Shelter can hardly keep any temperature because there is no shelter. The temperature here is below zero all year round, and this temperature will change with the weather. Black and further reduced.

"How much wind is it outside now?" The saint asked Panan, looking at the glass in the window that was gradually condensing.

"About 57 meters! The seventeenth wind!" Panan stared at the small anemometer nervously, his eyes were full of tension, because when humans designed the anemometer, the limit value of this thing was 61.2 meters per second, exceeding This value belongs to the super storm.

The small Davis Monshan Refuge does not have such a professional production line, so they can only use these creations of the old era to measure the storms of the new era.

The saint slammed the car door, but there was nothing he could do.

According to the weather forecast sent by No. [-] shelter, there should not have been such a strong wind in the past few days, but no one can clearly explain the small changes in some areas in the big storm.

The Saints are now hoping that this is localized strong winds that will pass quickly, but the truth is they've been stuck here for three hours and the wind hasn't abated.

"It seems that we have to spend the night outside tonight." Sol said a little excitedly. He was the most excited one in the car. He was in his twenties. Phra Nang, Saul is already a real man.

He never forgot the nights before the apocalypse around the bonfire and looking up at the stars, and he never forgot the joy of riding a children's motorcycle on the wilderness.

Sol waited in the shelter for 13 years before finally having the chance to spend the night on the surface again. It was just a big storm, which couldn't scare him.

"Can I see the starry sky!" Gu Ren was tightly bound on the seat by the protective suit changed by Brian, and he was still dishonestly going back and forth: "I want to sit in Uncle Sol's seat!"

"Brother! Brother Saul!" Saul was completely overwhelmed by an uncle, and asked angrily, "Why do you call me sister Panan and call me uncle?"

"You have a beard, and you still say you are an older brother?" Constantine Gu Ren rolled his eyes: "And you are almost thirty, and you look older than my mother."

"I will tell Ms. Miwako this sentence!" Sol yelled, regaining his place.

But the gag couldn't solve their predicament, Saint and Brian started to heat the quick-heat food on the electric stove, and planned to cook it for a while because Shinobu was around.

"I learned in science class that according to the normal laws of nature, big storms should not exist at all. The reason why the surface of the earth looks like this is because there is a superhuman being behind the scenes to maintain the big storm, right?" Gu Ren was a little curious asked, looking at the saint with shining eyes, with a clear goal.

Obviously, this little guy who is as big as a kid knows about Tang Ji, and also knows that the saint was once Tang Ji's friend, so he wants to make a breakthrough from the saint.

He also asked his parents about the same thing, but they were evasive about Tang Ji's affairs and refused to explain clearly, and Uncle Iron Man is too difficult to communicate now, Gu Ren doesn't want to talk to Uncle Iron Man at all .

"Yes, there is indeed a unique superhuman maintaining the existence of the big storm." The saint leaned back on the seat and changed a comfortable position: "What else do you want to know?"

Constantine Gu Ren is a different child, the saint has always known this, but seeing him ask questions so seriously like a little adult, he still feels a little surprised.

"I want to know, is that uncle named Tang Ji doing this? Why did he do it? If it is to ensure that players will not return, isn't 13 years enough?" Constantine was encouraged Gu Ren hit a straight ball, and the saint who asked was speechless.

On the one hand, he himself couldn't figure out why, on the other hand, the saint obviously didn't expect Gu Ren to ask questions in such an orderly manner, so he could only pray in a low voice to cover up his embarrassment.

But "God" is very busy today, the wind speed has not decreased, and they can only make it through the night in the car.

Going to the surface for the first time, seeing the sun for the first time, seeing the night for the first time, and spending the night on the surface for the first time, too many firsts made Konstantin Guren so excited that he could hardly sleep. Everyone else fell into a drowsy sleep, only the saint was on duty at night, except for Sol's snoring, only the roar of the wind blowing through the fairing, he still tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

He wanted to know why, according to the information he got from his parents, Tang Ji, who was the wrath of the seven original sins, could be called a saint. Say hero.

Why does such a person continue to torture the whole world with a big storm?With such doubts, Constantine Gu Ren finally fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw a bizarre world, full of legendary high-rise buildings, neon lights almost as big as the sky, flashing lights of various colors, and directly in front of him, a lonely baby carriage was parked just like that There, a baby who looked fierce and fierce was looking at him.

"Because my dad is a bad guy and I have to wipe his ass."