I will never give in to Miss Death

Tsunamis, typhoons, storms... all these natural disasters combined together, if the cats in the coffee shop are left here, something will definitely happen. Even if someone is sent to guard them, it will be useless. Cats are not dogs and will not obey commands. Any loud noise will scare them and make them run around. If a big tree or something flies over and breaks the glass of the coffee shop at this time, and the frightened cats run out, it will probably be very dangerous.

Not to mention cats, it is even questionable whether the mushroom house structure of the coffee shop, which is mainly used for cuteness, can hold up under the super ** wind of level 11.

The coffee shop is the most important part of the construction of Nannai District and the future construction of the cross-sea bridge. Once this place and the commercial street behind it are destroyed, the plan mentioned by Su Yunjin before to "revitalize the economy of Nannai District" will probably fail.

It can be said that the direction of movement of this typhoon is crucial.

Natural disasters are still unknown to humans. For example, for a typhoon, even if we have the most sophisticated calculators, we cannot predict where it will eventually drift to, or whether the wind will still be as strong in two days. But no matter what, we must prepare for the worst - if it really maintains its current wind force, speed and direction of advance, Kamihama City will probably face a catastrophe in two days.

"Force 11 wind... Too scary, right?"

"I remember the last typhoon that required schools to close was in 18. The heavy rain flooded the subway."

"Will this coffee shop be okay? It's rare to find a shop I like so much."

"I'm afraid it's not going to be a good thing. I feel like they'll at least move the cat away in the next two days..."

Amid the discussions of several customers under the LCD screen, I saw Ouyang Xue walking back from outside.

The woman, whose face had recovered a lot compared to when she was in the hospital, first glanced at the big screen, then walked up to Yin Xiamo and me and said, "The weather bureau predicts a force 11 wind, which is too scary. We'll work overtime after the wedding of your two friends this afternoon and send the cat away first."

"Send it to where?"

I looked at the cats in the living area who were completely unaware of the disaster that was about to happen and were still lazily showing their bellies and acting cute: "Then our store..."

The “overtime” that Ouyang Xue mentioned actually doesn’t mean that to me.

After all, Yin Xiamo and I's working hours are from 12 a.m. to 8 p.m., but these days we basically leave around 9 or 12 p.m. every day. Even if Ouyang Xue asked us to help transport the cat until p.m., it was still within the agreed working hours.

But I didn't expect Ouyang Xue to be so decisive, because now the typhoon is just a warning. Generally speaking, it would be enough to see whether to evacuate the cat tomorrow night. However, she chose to transport the cat away two days in advance.

"This kind of typhoon only happens once every fifty years. We are just unlucky. Let's consider the cat first."

While Ouyang Xue was talking, Ding Man in the cat's living area seemed to think that I was calling him because I looked over there. He quickly stood up from his lazy belly-exposed posture, stretched his body with his paws forward, arched his body to relax, and ran over to me and rubbed my ankle wrapped in snow-white stockings.

I half squatted down and picked up Ding Man.

Good weight……

"We'll move the cats away tonight, close the store tomorrow, and move the main equipment out of the store."

Ouyang Xue reached out and scratched Ding Man's chin: "There is no other way. We can only do this for now. This typhoon appeared too suddenly and disrupted all our plans."

"Typhoons usually turn, right?"

Yin Xiamo stood up and said, "Didn't you say you're still unsure where to land?"

"Typhoons do tend to turn, and the winds probably won't be as strong as they are now in two days, but I can't take chances with all the cats here."

Ouyang Xue shook her head and said firmly: "Well, you guys go to work first. I'll contact Tongmeng.com and the city leaders to see if they have any better ideas."

"it is good."

Watching Ouyang Xue go upstairs, I held Ding Man's head in my arms in my palms and rubbed it vigorously a few times. Then I put this big guy, which was half as heavy as me, on the ground, took the lint remover and skillfully cleaned the cat hair off his body.

"Do you really want to go?"

Although I didn't look at Xiaomo's expression at that time, I roughly guessed what she was thinking.

I knew a long time ago that as the "God of Death", Yin Xiamo must be extremely powerful, but I had no idea to what extent.

So far, the abilities she has demonstrated to me are space travel, resurrecting the dead, turning uncles into lolis, and reaping twenty years of the life of a playboy.

Xiaomo said that the nuclear bombs in this world are equivalent to the "highest level of magic" in another world, but she did not specify what level of magician she is.

But since she was able to defeat the strongest "Demon King" in the world at that time, the magical ability of this "Miss Death" should not be bad either - it's just that I haven't seen it.

No matter how you look at it, resisting the typhoon head-on is too... This is beyond the level that my little brain can think of.

"That thing should be being monitored by satellites all over the world right now. If I go and intercept it directly, it will be too conspicuous. It will also consume a lot of magic power. I may even need to use the 'Divine Realm'."

In response to my question, Yin Xiamo remained noncommittal: "But if we just ask it to change its route, it would be quite easy."

"Diverted?"

I looked up: "Is this even possible?"

"Sure. We can either eat the typhoon directly or redirect it. The former is safer, but it's easy for scientists in this world to misunderstand us. The latter is less conspicuous, but because we didn't eat it completely, it might land in other countries later."

Yin Xiamo looked playful: "How about Nuo'er make the choice? Turn up or down? North? South?"

The corners of my mouth twitched: "Are you really planning to cause trouble? What's the difference between the two?"

"It makes no difference to us. As long as we don't let it get close to Kamihama City, it's fine."

Yin Xiamo put her hands on her hips and said, "If it turns downward, it will pass by a lot of islands. If it turns upward, it will land on an island country. Although it is possible to make this big guy return the same way, this trajectory is too weird. I'm afraid that the scientists here will convert to Christianity after seeing it."

"Then you can choose, either up or down..."

Then I added, "Isn't it dangerous for you to do this?"

"Why, Kitty is worried about me?"

Yin Xiamo showed a smug smile: "Of course it will be dangerous, it will consume my magic power, but this part of the consumed magic power can be replenished with just a kiss from Nuoer!"

As she spoke, the elf-like girl in front of me came closer to me: "Come on, Nuoer, stick close, this way there will be no danger."

"Be serious!"

I grabbed Yin Xiamo's shoulders with both hands: "I need you to be serious, earnest, and rigorous. You can't answer with any hesitation. If I let you go out this time, will it be dangerous? You just need to answer yes or no."

"..."

Facing my serious gaze, Yin Xiamo seemed to know that I was really worried about her. After two seconds of silence, she shook her head and said, "No, this level of wind is not a threat to me."

"In the other world, it only takes a dozen top-level wind magicians to chant together for about ten minutes to generate storm magic close to this speed and scale, and the Demon King can kill all of these magicians in a snap of a finger."

As if worried that I still didn’t understand, Yin Xiamo added: “And I defeated the demon king alone.”

In that case, I feel relieved.

"So when do you plan to take action?"

Seeing that there weren't many customers in the store, I pulled Yin Xiamo to a table and chairs on the side and pretended to be cleaning. "Shinbin TV said that this thing is flying towards us at a speed of nearly 30 kilometers per hour. It will arrive at Shinbin in two days, which is 48 hours. This distance should be more than a thousand kilometers away. Is it in time?"

"I'll pretend to eat some spicy noodles, then ask for leave from Sister Ouyang and say I have diarrhea. I'll leave the rest to you."

Yin Xiamo nodded: "I will try to come back before Ye Zi's wedding starts."

So fast? !

I glanced at the clock on the wall.

It's 9:2 in the morning now. Let's assume Xiaomo and I work for about ten minutes, she goes to get some spicy noodles and then asks Ouyang Xue for leave. This process will probably take about ten minutes, so she will leave at about 30 o'clock. Ye Zi and Jiang Wei's wedding reservation starts at 2: in the afternoon, and we have to clear everyone at o'clock. If Yin Xiamo wants to come back at this time...

From 9:00 to 12:00 noon is three hours, plus five hours in the afternoon, not counting the time spent "fighting" the typhoon, it took two and a half hours to go back and forth, a distance of more than 1,400 kilometers...

Xiaomo's speed must reach at least 580 kilometers per hour? What kind of supersonic plane is this...

"If we don't solve this problem before noon, the cats will be taken away at night. These little guys don't like long journeys."

Yin Xiamo smiled and said, "Don't worry, there's still time."

"Hi! You two."

As he spoke, Kuma, who was supervising the reinforcement of the coconut tree outside, also came in and said, "It seems that a strong typhoon is coming here. Is Marisa's iron butt okay?"

"Marisa's iron butt?"

I was stunned for a moment when I heard this word: "You know him too?"

"I am also in his book club. He is getting married today, and I guess many book club members will come in the afternoon."

Xiong Xiong spoke Mandarin with a very distinctive accent: "But because I live here these few days, I remembered that there are trees planted here, so I came to take a look in advance. The construction master said that if the wind is really level 11, the racks will not be able to withstand it."

"So you are also his book friend."

I pretended to be joking and asked, "Tell me, whose book club are you in?"

"There were so many, more than 90, I can't remember them all. Some novels would say that the book group had benefits, so I joined. But when I saw that the benefits were a few girls who didn't even take off their skirts, I blocked the group."

Xiongxiong made such a bold statement that I was dumbfounded: "Only a few groups are serious. For example, in your group, you can join the voice chat and watch them share their screens to play games. In Marisa's group, you can learn a lot of computer knowledge."

Jiang Wei’s group?

Oh, he sells computers. His main job is selling computers and his secondary job is writing novels. It is not surprising that the two customer fan groups overlap.

Those who come to him to buy a computer might spend tens of thousands of dollars to buy a ROG family bucket with an extra-large fish-eye screen, but don’t know what to do with it. Jiang Wei can recommend them to read his novels. And those readers who have read Jiang Wei’s novels and finished the latest chapters don’t know what to do. Jiang Wei will recommend them to his computer store, and they might consult and then buy a computer while browsing around.

Well, win-win.

But I didn’t expect that a girl like Xiongxiong would also be interested in computers—isn’t she said to be the daughter of some chief or duke?

When Xiongxiong came here before, her blonde hair and white skin made me think that she might be a pure-blooded white person from America or Europe. But now she has been playing at Shenbin Lake these few days, and her skin has become such a tan, which makes me feel that she looks like...how should I put it, like a Latina.

But no matter what, as a person who travels with his own ocean-going ship and does not have to comply with customs regulations... it goes without saying that Xiongxiong's identity is not simple.

Maybe this is why she doesn't want to tell us her real name.

"I really suggest that you two go out more often, or go on a long trip during your vacation!"

Seeing that Yin Xiamo and I were silent, Xiongxiong came over and patted us on the shoulders cheerfully: "The Shenbin Lake here is fun, amigo, I like it very much!"

What?

“It means friend in Spanish.”

As he spoke, Xiong Xiong took out a small microphone-like object from the back of his shorts and said, "Okay, okay, you two don't have to squat anymore. It's so windy outside. Come in and have something to eat."

After saying that, she turned to me and Yin Xiamo, looking mysterious and saying, "I'm your bodyguard."

bodyguard!

"With a gun."

Xiongxiong nodded, revealing a fang. "The super killer trained by the family is like in the movies, with a big appetite. They think that this mysterious Eastern continent has witchcraft and martial arts, and they are worried about my personal safety. In fact, it is not that exaggerated. If there is witchcraft here... the typhoon will probably turn to the north at noon today."

Uh……

"welcome!"

At this time, the sound of a sensor was heard at the door of the coffee shop, and two men with Western faces and wheat-colored skin walked in from outside.

"..."

After exchanging a few words with Xiong Xiong in a language I couldn't understand, the two men seemed very dissatisfied with the fact that Xiong Xiong called them back, and kept indicating that they wanted to go out.

"There are no warriors here, don't worry, there are not so many witchcrafts, the people here are very nice, I like it here very much."

Xiongxiong pointed to a seat next to him and said, "Sit down and see what you want to eat. A friend of mine is getting married today, so let's eat something festive."

"Oh……"

They seemed to want to say something, but in the end, the two wheat-colored Westerners chose to compromise under Xiong Xiong's stern gaze and picked up the menu.

"Two steaks, two hamburgers, thank you."

I glanced at the menu casually, and one of the "bodyguards" handed me the menu as if he had accomplished his mission.

"Okay, two steaks and two burgers."

I scribbled a few words on the menu: "What kind of burger do you want?"

"Let's take the most expensive one here."

Xiong Xiong said casually, "They both love meat, so no need to add more vegetables, just more beef."

"Okay, got it."

I wrote "Big Mac Beef Burger" after "Hamburger" and handed the order to the two guys.

"It will take about ten minutes, please wait."

"I want an Americano, no sugar!"

Xiongxiong raised his hand, and then seemed to remember something: "Hey, can we order coffee here? Or do we have to go upstairs?"

“You can order all meals on the first floor, but only drinks and desserts on the second floor.”

I picked up the paper again: "American coffee, right? Are you sure there's no sugar? It's very bitter, isn't it?"

"It doesn't matter. There's an old saying among you that only those who have endured the most hardships can become... a human being or something."

"The best of the best."

I helped Xiongxiong finish what she said, then wrote down the order and handed the hamburger order to Xiaomo: "Let me make the coffee."

"Ah."