Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 120 Fog

1 minute after the evacuation warning is issued.

After confirming that everyone around them had received the message, most people realized that this was not a prank caused by a virus, but a real disaster.

The doubts and insults subsided, and panic spread rapidly among the crowd.

The first thing to be affected is traffic on the streets.

People who want to leave can't wait to step on the accelerator into the ground. If they encounter a car that is driving a little slower, they will overtake it without hesitation. Even if there is a gap between the two cars, they will want to dive in.

If most people think this way, perhaps a relatively stable driving environment can be maintained.

But there are so many weird things in this world.

Not only did some people stop their cars to take selfies, some even started to turn around without fear of death, wanting to go against the flow of traffic to the beach to witness the so-called tsunami with their own eyes.

Scratches, rear-end collisions... all kinds of situations emerge one after another, and the roads quickly become congested.

Even though the official action was quick, grassroots staff immediately cooperated with the police to maintain order. Faced with such chaos, they were somewhat helpless for a while.

In the midst of this noisy world.

A wisp of gray mist suddenly seeped out from the dark corner.

The fog was very light and thin, insignificant compared to the entire Dadong City, and did not attract anyone's attention.

But it seemed like a switch had been turned on, and more and more fog rushed out, covering most of the city in just a moment.

"Hiss~ It's so cold."

The strong man who was having a passionate confrontation with the car owner on the other side suddenly shuddered and couldn't help but rub his cold arms.

There was an uneven touch, and when I lowered my head, I saw that my hands were already covered with goosebumps of various sizes.

"Damn, it's not winter yet, what the hell kind of weather is this?"

Although it is not summer now, as a strong northerner, he has always lived in short-sleeved clothes, and this is the first time he has felt the cold in Dadong City.

The woman in the passenger seat rubbed her palms together, breathed out a breath of cold mist, and was stunned for a moment.

Has the current temperature changed so quickly?

"Old Chen, don't argue with him. I always feel uneasy, so I'd better leave first."

"He's a retrograde man. It would be too easy for him to let him go like this." Lao Chen said with some reluctance.

This is not a matter of money. The key is that the attitude of the young man opposite is really arrogant. He drives a sports car and displays a arrogant attitude.

"Go away, you coward. I won't care about your father!"

"I rely on..."

Old Chen waved his arm and wanted to take action, but the man on the other side patted the hood of the sports car more confidently.

"My driving recorder is on. If you dare to punch me, I promise to sue you and bankrupt you."

"Old Chen."

The woman in the passenger seat called again.

"Hey……"

Old Chen sighed and touched the broken car light with some distress.

But his wife has spoken, what else can he do.

"Grandson, don't let me catch your grandpa. You won't have a good harvest next time..."

Before the harsh words were finished, the young man opposite had already got in the car and fled the scene, leaving only the sentence "Idiot" echoing in the air.

"I...cough cough cough—"

Lao Chen just wanted to retort but inhaled a big puff of smoke.

The mist was colder than ice, and it caught him off guard and made him cough. "It's cold wind and foggy, so there can't really be a tsunami."

After muttering something, Lao Chen lit the fire and hit the road at the urging of his wife.

It was only a few seconds later that the fog that was barely visible suddenly became so thick that even the orange fog lights couldn't penetrate it.

Unable to see the road clearly, Lao Chen could only move forward cautiously, for fear of accidentally falling into a pit or hitting a wall.

It was strange to say that the cars behind him almost honked their horns when he stopped for a moment, but now he was moving forward slowly and no one came to rush him.

The entire street was eerily quiet at the moment, as if it had entered another world. The people around it had disappeared, and only the roar of the engine and the vibrating sound of the mobile phone could be heard.

The originally congested street now seemed to be empty and smooth, and I drove for several minutes without encountering any other vehicles.

Not only that, the forks and curves on the road seemed to have disappeared, and the only thing that could be seen now was the little bit of black road surface that kept appearing from the fog.

Even the very nervous old Chen noticed that something was wrong. He looked around with his peripheral vision from time to time, hoping to find someone else alive.

Unfortunately, he failed to do so.

"Haha, this weather is really outrageous. Speaking of which, this is the first time we have encountered heavy fog since we have been in Dadong for so long."

After laughing awkwardly twice, Lao Chen stopped paying attention to the strange situation around him and began to talk to his wife, trying to distract his increasingly urgent attention.

The woman didn't pay much attention and responded casually, "The announcement said there was a tsunami. I don't think it's that simple."

"At least this kind of weather is very abnormal. I have never heard that tsunamis are related to lower temperatures or heavy fog."

Although they had closed the windows long ago, the temperature inside the car did not rise. Instead, it became lower and lower as the world went by.

"There's nothing unusual about this. Maybe we just happened to be on a small road."

Old Chen pretended to be calm, not knowing whether he was comforting his wife or himself.

The temperature was getting colder and colder, and even the two of them breathed out cold air.

Lao Chen was already a little stiff from the cold, but he was always strong and unwilling to turn on the heater himself.

After all, there are rumors that people who are afraid of the cold have kidney deficiency. Lao Chen doesn't believe this unfounded rumor, but he just feels that as a grown man, he can't be too pretentious.

Exhaling a breath of cold air again, Lao Chen glanced at his wife. She was not wearing thick clothes and would definitely turn on the air conditioner in the end.

"Ahem, Xiaoli, are you cold? There's quite a lot of oil now. Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

After a while, Lao Chen finally gave up.

Women really can't judge by common sense. They are so afraid of the cold in winter, but now they seem not to feel it.

"Okay, this temperature is really uncomfortable."

Xiaoli smiled softly and turned on the air conditioner.

"I go……"

Gusts of cool wind hit his legs, making Lao Chen's crotch tighten and his whole body tense.

"Stop joking, I'm going to die from the cold."

"Haha, I accidentally turned it upside down."

Xiaoli smiled playfully, and her lively look made Lao Chen feel a lot better.

Bursts of warm air blew out from the vents, finally adding a touch of warmth to the cold car.

Lao Chen exhaled with satisfaction and glanced at the rearview mirror inadvertently.

With just one glance, the warmth that had just arisen suddenly dissipated.

The young man with a foul mouth was actually sitting in the back seat at the moment.

(End of this chapter)