As if to intensify the audience's tension, a rapid melody begins weakly, and by the time it is realized, it has completely exploded.
As the days passed, Yan Bing and others made detours, the Rui tribe recuperated, and the atmosphere of outward aggression and internal construction was in sharp contrast. Although there were more people on the Rui side, the perception of "peace" was invisible. Some of them also made the audience more worried that the tranquility and harmony would be broken.
Snap.
The first raindrops began to fall.
Within a few seconds, the patter of rain grew from small to loud, and in an instant it was pouring heavily. The children who were playing outside and writing on the ground with branches were eagerly called back by their adults. After running a few steps, the ground under their feet had already turned muddy, leaving a series of muddy footprints.
The raindrops fell heavily, forming thin rain lines that flowed along the veins of the leaves. The grass was also wet, and the soil that had not been renovated and flattened was carved into ditches by the rain.
Pan Hong piloted the mecha to retrieve the last few people who were working in the fields and could not rush back to their houses in time. When they stopped to rest, the rain curtain was already extremely thick, and the surrounding visibility was no more than five meters.
"Why did it rain so heavily all of a sudden?" He wondered, flying to his house and landing by the window.
"elder brother!"
There was a cluster of fire in Panqing's palm.
The sudden heavy rain caused the temperature to drop sharply. Although it was not so cold that the breath was white from the mouth, it still made people shiver uncontrollably. It was clear that these scale people could only withstand high temperatures but not cold and damp. This was consistent with the human condition.
"Don't stick your head out, it's raining heavily outside!" Pan Hong controlled the mecha and made a gesture of reaching out to stop him.
"Okay." Panqing nodded obediently, letting the flames float in the air, and typed on the keyboard to try to contact Rui and others.
"...No, it's raining too much and the signal is super poor."
Panhong's mecha was originally a mobile signal tower, but even so, Panqing's computer cluster was still running slowly. She frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Brother! Go find--"
Before Panqing could say the word "Rui", Rui and his heavy motorcycle flew over from afar. Under the heavy rain, Lian Rui's flames were much weaker than before. He landed hastily, and the motorcycle dispersed into flames. The rain curtain opened in an instant, and was quickly covered by the shower.
"Something is wrong."
Rui's voice was wrapped in scales. His breathing was a bit rapid, but his tone was calm, "It is very likely to be another natural disaster."
"What?" Pan Hong was shocked.
They have been in exile for so long and finally found a safe place to live. Now everything is finally on track, but natural disasters are following them?
"ah!"
Just as she was stunned, Panqing's calculation results jumped out, and she let out a low cry, feeling her hands and feet go cold.
"It's a storm surge that comes without warning."
Panqing said with a trembling voice, "We are in autumn now, and there is a big river around. There are heavy rains and autumn floods... Oops! We need to evacuate quickly!"
The fire that was lingering around her began to vibrate irregularly with a "hoo" sound, showing her inner unrest.
"If the rain continues like this and the water level rises, we will very likely encounter... a major flood!"
Pan Hong and Rui were both shocked. The former's pupils trembled and he asked subconsciously:
"Can't we stop it? Everyone has been settled for a few months and the houses have been built!"
"No." Panqing was already crying unconsciously as he spoke, "Even if we survive this time, there may be another huge cold disaster in winter. Floods freeze, blizzards fall, and wild animals hibernate... We always We cannot let all scale people burn themselves to keep warm..."
Her words were like a heavy hammer hitting Panhong and Rui's heart. Rui looked stern and the words squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Prepare the container."
"Rui!" Pan Hong's breathing became tight, "...Okay, I understand."
He quickly carried out the order, and Rui rushed through the pouring rain with the light of fire. He first went to look for Apo and Aliu, and then the highly mobile people went to inform people from door to door.
"What?!"
"This...how is this possible?"
"Are you really leaving again?"
Panic and fear quickly spread among the tribal people. No one wanted to believe it. Everyone's first reaction was to resist, because this was a piece of land that had been found with great difficulty. Everyone thought that this was the end of the run, and it was the end of the journey. An ideal new world that returns to harmony and order.
Even Rui's throat moved again and again, asking Dr. Carter and Panqing to continue their calculations to find the possibility of staying.
The hope that was rarely raised was shattered by natural disasters again at this time. People in the tribe were panicked. Every family sighed and packed their luggage reluctantly, with sad and sad faces.
Amber and other scale people did not believe in evil, so they rushed out and tried their best to use the flames to block the rain, and soon they were all drowned like drowned rats. Fortunately, he accepted the reality and was persuaded by his family to go back. But he refused to accept it and knelt in the muddy wet land and screamed at the sky under the wash of the heavy rain. He was unwilling and unwilling to believe the fact that "rain from heaven extinguishes fire."
Yan Bing's group had just as hard time hiding in the cave. If they hadn't still had a trace of plundering thoughts, some of them would have been unable to restrain themselves and attacked their companions.
The heavy rain continued for three days and three nights. When Dr. Carter raised his head from the dense analysis report, his vision went dark, and he was supported by Pan Hong with quick eyes and hands.
She was panting, her expression was sad, and she looked more painful than the others.
"It's a belated disaster."
Dr. Carter said tremblingly, "The previous high temperature melted the distant snow-capped mountains and the water level rose. The climate we thought was suitable was just a transitional period between two consecutive massive natural disasters..."
Dr. Carter's words completely extinguished the flames of luck in everyone's minds, and Panhong's eardrums buzzed, as if all sounds were far away.
It was hard for him to believe that all the hard work and construction during this period would be wiped out in an instant. It was even harder for him to accept that the home and people's hearts that had been rebuilt after untold hardships would be destroyed by an unreasonable God.
The power of people…
Is he really that weak?
According to Dr. Carter, with the scorching heat in the summer and the ice and snow in the winter, everyone can only live in exile along the road and survive during the break from natural disasters?
People should be plants and trees, not duckweeds.
This time we dropped everything to save our lives, but what about next time?
Migratory birds don't need to worry about where they'll end up when they migrate, but as for humans, turning back and forth and traveling long distances are as difficult as climbing to the sky for people who are old, young, sick, and disabled in the team.
Rui pushed Panhong's arm to help him recover from his breathless appearance, then turned around and summoned the tribe's senior officials to go back and inform the people.
The decision to migrate again spread quickly. The next day, when the showers continued, strong winds joined in the upheaval, and all the giant trees growing in the wild were cut off, let alone the crops in the ground.
Those crops were originally genetically modified seeds brought out by New Century City. The advantage is that they can grow and mature quickly regardless of the four seasons as long as they are nutritious. Everyone thought that they would be able to harvest plump grains after waiting another month, but unexpectedly, at the critical moment, Suddenly something bad happened.
The area of the settlement was not too big, and the wind and rain were blowing. In the mountains, Yan Bing and other talents were blown away when they poked their heads out.
Suddenly, a loud noise, unknown whether it was a "kaka" or a "crash", came from far and near. Yan Bing turned his head in shock and saw a huge flood wrapped in rocks and broken trees pouring down like an avalanche. It only took a moment to close the distance between them and the vast water.
"It's a flash flood!" Yan Bing exclaimed.
His words seemed to alarm the gods above the nine heavens, and fierce flashes of lightning pierced the thick clouds. A few seconds later, lightning crackles exploded in everyone's ears, causing them to temporarily lose their hearing. Their ear canals were filled with buzzing, and their bodies that were soaked by rain seemed to be frozen, and a wave of pain filled the seams between their bones. The stock is frighteningly cold.
The long-term hunger and the power of natural disasters completely ignited the leader's shaky nerves. He was extremely fearful and angry, and was the first to rush towards Yan Bing.
The storm covered up the shrill screams and the thick smell of blood. From an inconspicuous place, a stump of a limb flew out, and Yan Bing was torn into pieces by the others in anger.
But after venting their anger, the mountain where these people were standing collapsed and shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the raging turbulence washed past. Soon, several corpses were seen floating on the water, and the pieces of meat that had not been chewed were floating with the current. , a scarlet color spread all around.
The flash flood swallowed up their bodies, but still could not wash away their sinful souls.
Pan Hong's heart skipped a beat as the torrential flood rushed towards him.
"superior!"
He roared, taking the lead in driving the mecha to the front.
That's right, even if he was ready to embark on the journey of exile again, even if most of the people with low combat effectiveness were already holding their luggage in closed containers, Rui still decided to give it a try.
If the flood can really be stopped, or the damage is not as great as imagined, then this is their victory!
"You have to give it a try!" Pan Hong fought hard at that time, but Rui approved his proposal.
This is a brand new home built by everyone. Everyone has deep feelings for this land and is willing to do their best to protect it.
Mechas, scales, and mechanical beasts were either swooping or running and jumping, forming a line from a distance, each using their own tricks to cope with the rapid rise and fall of the flood peak.
Compared with the huge body of water, this human defense line is like fighting against ants with elephant legs.
The blazing flames exploded, followed closely by a light shield with flickering tortoise shell patterns.
The scale people, the humans driving mechas and machine beasts, all resisted with all their might without exception. The flames burned wildly, and the laser mouth trembled and buzzed. Rui rode a heavy motorcycle and landed from a high altitude. The tires made a deep mark on the muddy ground. The surging wall of fire rushed into the sky and moved forward with overwhelming momentum. , like a huge burning dam, when a gap is poured out, new flames will immediately spread.
Behind him, many relatively slender scales were suspended in the air, and their quick eyes and hands urged the flames to rush towards the obstacles in the mountain torrent, like a team of snipers who struck with precision, destroying the slopes, gravel, and broken wood. and the animal carcasses were burned up, solving the hidden dangers of the frontline flood fighters in advance.
In the screening hall, the first-time viewers never expected that in the end it would not be a clichéd decisive battle between the pros and cons, but people once again resisting the catastrophe of heaven and earth.
This time, they no longer tried their best to escape, but stood here as if they were dead, facing the natural disaster with their fearless courage and heroic spirit of sacrifice!
With a "boom", the rapid and fierce water washed away a corner of the fire wall. The scale man guarding there was instantly carried several meters away by the giant snake-like water column. However, before the audience could react, someone immediately retreated. When they arrived beside him, several people gathered together, half using their bodies and half using flames to resist the incoming flood again.
However, even though there were two thousand scale people fighting at this time, the wrath of the sky was still the wrath of the sky, and the destructive power poured down, and many people were scattered, like a blue-black brick wall collapsing.
"I will fight with you!"
A loud roar broke out from the crowd behind the wall of fire. The scale man, who had been knocked down repeatedly, stood up again and again. Regardless of the biting coldness in his body and the surge of blood in his chest, he still controlled the flames and faced the difficulties.
So what if the engine is turned off? I still have scales on me and I can still burn!
One after another, the scaled men in the human wall roared and immolated themselves. Everyone forgot about Rui's pre-war warning of "if you are really unable to save your life, retreat in time to save your strength." Under the extreme fear and trembling, everyone stopped. A strong unyielding feeling burst out from the bottom of my heart.
Our loved ones are still behind us! Our home is still behind us!
Give it to me—keep it—!
The rolling water surges rapidly, as if the Milky Way is flowing backwards, and the entire waterfall shoots towards the ground. The sound-breaking roar was intertwined with the sudden stop of encouragement. The flood was so fierce that it broke through the light shield deployed by Pan Hong and others, and even broke through Rui's fire wall as the last line of defense.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Mao Cheng's self-immolation fire was extinguished. He was rushed far away. He looked back subconsciously and saw the turbulence rushing ruthlessly behind him. There was a tall and elegant stone house with a seal in front of it. A stone tablet with the character "Xu" on it.
"Leave far away!"
His tattered, even softened and rolled-up scales suddenly burned again. The nearly collapsed warning sound was accompanied by the bursting flames that streaked across the sky like meteors, and they landed on the ground before the flood arrived.
"Get away! Don't touch my home!"
Maocheng's heart-rending shouts echoed through the thick black sky covered with clouds, and the audience in the screening hall felt their hearts tremble in unison.
Immediately afterwards, the door of the container opened, and Yazhuo stumbled out, facing the strong wind, heavy rain, and howling floods, and firmly held Mao Cheng's arm.
Then, more people rushed out. They were teachers who taught children and teenagers how to read and write. They were old farmers who knew how to farm by just twisting the soil. They were Panqing who were protected because of their technical skills. Cheng Ying is also obsessed with raising silkworms and reeling silk.
There are more and more people, more and more.
They didn't have mechas, and they couldn't gather scales. When their legs stepped into the murky water that was higher than their knees, there was a wet squelching sound.
They had nothing, but they rushed up and jumped down, "plop-plop-plop" like dumplings. They held hands and leaned shoulder to shoulder without hesitation. They were knocked around by the huge waves, but they were like an extremely tough vine. The rope, even if it is crooked, is still connected.
Don't touch my home.
Don't touch my home.
Don't touch my home!
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