Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Blizzard.

The strong wind was like a roaring beast, sweeping across the earth, carrying the ruthless white snow.

Between heaven and earth, there was a vast expanse of desolateness. The endless blizzard was like a moving grave, burying all traces of life one by one.

Snowflakes drew streaks in the sky, but there were no humans to appreciate them.

The eaves of the oil city are now reduced to snow-white outlines, like white ghosts whispering of their past glory in the storm.

In this world-destroying catastrophe, life seemed to have been wiped out, leaving only endless snow and raging storms.

In the snow, there are no traces of animals, no human sounds, only the howling of the wind and the elegy of the snow. They are playing a final elegy on this dead land.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the blizzard became an eternal theme. The disaster with no end in sight made people feel desperate.

In one day, just one day, the snow on the ground suddenly rose by three meters.

The snow outside the Oil City buffer has reached the same height as the wall.

But in the buffer city and the trading market, because they had been clearing the snow continuously before, the thickness of the snow has now reached more than three meters.

In the area near the buffer city wall, as the snow outside accumulated higher and higher, the snow collapsed and squeezed over the buffer city wall.

The greenhouse construction site in the buffer city was in a mess.

There were several greenhouse foundations that had just been built, but now they were all covered and buried by snow.

The scaffolding was leaning all over the place, and some of it was blown away by the wind.

The blizzard will automatically fill up the sunken areas. Some low places in the buffer city are buried by the wind and snow. The entire buffer city becomes empty and flat at this moment.

Snow, like flowing water, flows to lower places.

If the snowstorm stops at this moment, it will be a very beautiful picture.

The whole world seemed to have turned into an extremely vast white prairie, clean, empty, and the sky was also white.

If there is a heaven, this might be what it looks like.

It's so beautiful that it takes your breath away and makes you dizzy.

but.

The more beautiful the scenery, the greater the risk.

Under this great force, the blizzard devoured all living things on the land.

Time passes bit by bit.

Big camphor tree base.

inner city.

Since the white hair wind weather started, Li Yu watched with his own eyes as the snow accumulated from the steps to the first-floor windows and eaves. One day later, the first floor of the villa was completely covered with snow.

In the 30th hour of the white wind weather, the thickness of snow in the Dazhangshu base city reached 4 meters.

In the 36th hour of the white hair wind, the thickness of the snow reached 5 meters.

In the 42th hour of the white hair wind, the thickness of the snow reached 6 meters.

The thickness of the snow outside the buffer city wall also increased from fifteen meters to twenty-one meters.

48 hours later, the snow depth in the city reached 7 meters, nearly two stories high, covering the entire base.

The villa has only three floors. If it continues to rain like this, the villa will be buried under the snow.

Even the big camphor tree in the center of the camphor tree base was buried in snow to one-fifth of its trunk.

In the midst of the snowstorm, this thousand-year-old camphor tree is still standing strong and strong.

Quiet room in the villa area.

Li Yu, his second uncle, his eldest uncle, and Li Hang used walkie-talkies to communicate about the situation at various locations at the large camphor tree base.

The second uncle put down the intercom, sighed and said to Li Yu:

"Xiao Yu, Anya just sent a message that the control lights of greenhouses 3 and 14 in the inner city have gone out. In addition, there are 31 greenhouses in the buffer city and the outer city, and a total of 50 greenhouses in the inner city have lost contact. According to Anya, these greenhouses may have collapsed under the snow, and the crops inside are probably frozen to death."

Li Yu quickly calculated that one greenhouse is about 10 acres, and 50 greenhouses would be 500 acres.

Their camphor tree base has a total planting area of ​​30,000 mu.
So far, nearly 2% of the crops have been damaged.

Not only that, the subsequent 50 greenhouses need to be rebuilt and the entire set of equipment inside needs to be rearranged.

What’s more important is that this was only a white-haired blizzard that lasted for two days.

The snow accumulation seven meters deep is actually not very thick. If the thickness of the snow continues to increase, I am afraid that the affected area of ​​the greenhouse will increase at a geometric rate.

The greenhouse has a height of eight meters. Now the accumulated snow is not pressing on top of the greenhouse, but is being squeezed from both sides of the greenhouse.

If the white-hair wind continues, the greenhouse will be damaged by the accumulation of snow.
Li Yu clenched his fists, but there was nothing he could do.

With such a severe snowstorm, they had no way to save the people.

Moreover, this white hair wind came too suddenly. They had tried their best to reinforce the greenhouse before the white hair wind arrived, but it still caused such serious consequences.

You know, even in the past, even under typhoons, they only collapsed a few greenhouses.

Ordinary natural disasters such as heavy rain or extreme heat will not cause any damage to the greenhouse.

Producing food in greenhouses is the foundation of their camphor tree base.

Without food, the Dazhangshu base would definitely collapse.

Li Yu hasn't digested the bad news about his second uncle yet.

There was another bad news from my uncle.

"Xiao Yu, there's news from Oil City. The heating pipes from the trading market to the western section of the wall have lost their heating due to the white-hair wind. The entire western section of the sentry tower has lost its heating."

"What?!" Li Yu could no longer sit still after hearing this.

"Didn't I ask them to wrap the heating pipes and build them inside the wall?"

Their heating pipes are covered with insulation materials after leaving the boiler factory and are buried underground.

Then the pipeline had to climb up to the wall of more than 30 meters. In order to prevent it from being exposed outside the wall, they also specially built it with bricks and concrete to protect the pipeline from being exposed to the air.

Basically, it can be said that no section of the pipes coming out of the boiler heating are exposed to the air and will not come into contact with wind and snow at all.

And yet, an accident happened!

My uncle explained with an equally grim expression:

"We still can't find the problem. According to Xie Changshan, one possibility is that impurities such as sand, bubbles or scale have accumulated in the pipes, affecting the circulation of hot water.

In addition, we have to climb up a wall that is more than 30 meters high. After the pipe is blocked, the water pressure is not enough to reach the wall."

"The other is probably due to a leaking pipe."

Li Yu frowned and asked quickly:
"Will it affect other places? Will the scope expand?"

He knew that it was basically impossible to repair it now. Whether it was a pipe blockage or a water leak, he would have to leave the room and go outside to repair it. He was worried that it would gradually expand and cause the entire oil city and trading market to have this problem.

"will not."

My uncle said, "Xie Changshan said that they all use upper and lower series heating. The buildings in the trading market are installed one by one. Even if there is a problem in one of the buildings, it will not affect the other buildings."

"Who is in charge of the western section of the wall of the Exchange Market?"

"East wind."

"Dongfeng, how are they doing now?"

"We currently rely on charcoal for heating. Minister Li previously distributed charcoal on the walls of the Oil City and the Trade Market just in case. This is to prevent any problems with the boiler heating, so they can still use charcoal for heating."

Hearing this, Li Yu looked at his uncle with some resentment.

You should have said this earlier. It made him worried for a long time.

The outdoor temperature has now reached an extremely low of minus eighty-five degrees Celsius.

If there is no heating or heating method, even if the temperature indoors is ten or twenty degrees higher, you will be doomed.

No one can survive for too long in temperatures of minus sixty or seventy degrees Celsius.

There are two ways of heating at the Dazhangshu base.

One is through electric heating. There are many zombie generators in the Dazhangshu base, which generate abundant electricity. In addition, after so many years of transformation, the base can achieve heating and cooling.

After all, we have experienced extreme cold and extreme heat disasters before.

The other is heated by hot water flowing through the pipes of the heating plant.

Even if a problem arises, there is another alternative plan.

A large number of trees were cut down in the Oil City before. In addition to some of them being used to make furniture, many were used to make charcoal.

Some of the charcoal was sold at the trade market, and a lot was left.

I didn't expect that Uncle San arranged the details so well.

"How long can their charcoal last?" Li Yu asked.

"Ten days' supply." Uncle San replied.

"That's fine."

Li Yu looked at his second uncle, "Second uncle, ask Anya to keep us updated on the latest situation in the greenhouse."

"I know."

Second Uncle's face was a little livid. "I just received news from the North. 79 greenhouses collapsed in the North, and 790 acres of crops were lost!"

"Ugh"

Li Yu sighed. When faced with something like this, they really were powerless.

Facing the white wind, they felt so powerless for the first time.

The White Hair Wind has not yet ended, but it has already caused the greatest loss to the camphor tree forces in history.

The greenhouses in the North and the Dazhangshu headquarters base suffered losses of more than one thousand acres!

In other words, although the big camphor tree is powerful and has a large business, its proportion in the total volume is not high.

If it happened to a small or medium-sized force, the loss of one thousand acres of crops would mean the annihilation of the entire army.

With the situation becoming increasingly serious, Li Yu could foresee that if the white hair wind continued for more than a week, the losses to the greenhouses would be huge, and nearly half of the greenhouses would be destroyed.

Even more pessimistically, more than 80 percent of greenhouses could collapse.

This is the greenhouse that they built with so much hard work over so many years.

It is the confidence and lifeline for their continuous production of food!

It is also the core that will enable them to stabilize in the future!
The greenhouse collapsed, and the camphor tree base is not far from collapse!
Thinking of this, Li Yu quickly contacted Song Zhihong from the Natural Disaster Research Institute.

"Song Zhihong, Song Zhihong, please reply."

Natural Disaster Research Institute.

Song Zhihong did not return to the residential building.

He was stationed here with Deng Wen and others in order to more conveniently monitor the white-hair wind weather and provide information to the base.

At this moment.

Song Zhihong was lying on the window, looking at the white-haired wind outside through two layers of window glass.

Without even turning his head, he shouted, "Xiao Gao, what wind force is the instrument at the monitoring station showing now?"

"Dean, the detector at the monitoring station was destroyed by the white-haired wind yesterday."

Song Zhihong frowned and asked, "Where is the No. 2 monitoring device on the outer city wall?"

"Just now, it was also dried up by the white-haired wind."

"Which fucking monitor is still in good working order?" Song Zhihong couldn't help but curse.

Just at this moment, Deng Wen hurried in from outside the door.

While running, he shouted, "Dean, the city lord wants to talk to you."

City Lord?

When Song Zhihong heard this, he shuddered all over.

He naturally knew why Li Yu wanted to talk to him, but now the monitors were broken, how could he answer?

Why did you come at such a good time?

What should I do.

After taking a look at Deng Wen, Song Zhihong took the intercom with a tingling scalp.

Very reluctantly.

"City Lord, I am Song Zhihong."

After hearing Song Zhihong's voice, Li Yu asked straight to the point.

"Based on the current white-hair wind weather, how long do you predict it will last?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhihong's mouth couldn't stop twitching.

The hand holding the walkie-talkie trembled involuntarily.

I thought to myself: As expected!
I ride a horse!
I don't want to be the director of the Natural Disaster Research Institute anymore!
Who in my family understands! The pressure is so damn great!

Grass!
(Seeking monthly votes, brothers, do you want to increase the intensity? Or is it almost done? I'll listen to you) (End of this chapter)