In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Although Song Jinhe wanted to save people, his ultimate goal was just to hope that more people could survive and build the devastated Blue Star together.

Everyone is gathering firewood and the flames are high. After the earthquake and tsunami, the entire Blue Star will basically be razed to the ground. Human beings need to unite to rebuild their homeland.

Everything has to be started from scratch.

But she is not a saint, and she cannot influence the choices of the other survivors. Everyone is an ordinary person with their own ideas, and she does not want to interfere too much with the fate of others.

It is naturally good to be willing to move to the Xiling Safe Zone. If some people insist on not wanting to leave their homes where they have lived for a long time, she will not force them.

After all, they are now racing against the coming earthquake. Maybe when the thick fog dissipates, mankind will face catastrophe.

Song Jinhe had no intention of persuading those who were unwilling to leave. Just like before the end of the world, if she wildly announced that the end of the world was coming, she would only be arrested as a madman.

Now seeing that the entire Blue Star is about to be destroyed by natural disasters, she cannot make everyone believe her words, so she can only try to save those survivors who are willing to give it a try.

She didn't want to give up on the struggling survivors while she had the ability.

Everyone wants to live, and Song Jinhe is willing to give them a chance within his own capabilities.

There are three large safety zones. Song Jinhe and Tao Shuangxue took four high-speed trains to the Kyoto safety zone.

Cheng Qianhuai went to Qingjia Safety Zone.

Jiang Cixu went to Longming Safety Zone.

A team must have a leader. Song Jinhe couldn't worry about others, so he could only hand over this task to the few people he trusted most.

As they were about to leave, Song Jinhe stood in front of the high-speed train and bid farewell to Qianhuai together. Tao Shuangxue and Jiang Cixu also became familiar with each other, and there was no longer any resentment before the thick fog.

"Respect the fate of others. Those who don't want to come can just give up. We are racing against time. Don't delay for too long on boring things."

Song Jinhe handed Cheng Qianhuai a schoolbag: "I put the lunch boxes in the last carriage. You can just give them to them directly when it's lunch time.

There is a special communication device in the cab of each train. If you have any instructions, you can directly issue them there. "

Cheng Qianhuai raised his hand and took the schoolbag: "Don't worry, I've remembered it all, but what's in the schoolbag?"

He weighed it and found it was quite heavy.

"Pistols and bullets, I'm afraid you might run into trouble again, so it's definitely a good idea to bring a firearm for self-defense.

Both Shuangxue and Jiang Cixu also have it. Ensuring your safety is the most important thing to me. "

Song Jinhe raised his hand and gently pinched Cheng Qianhuai's earlobe: "We don't know when the earthquake will suddenly come. We must seize the time and put our own lives first. Do you understand?"

Cheng Qianhuai gently grabbed her hand, put the somewhat cold fingertips in his palm and rubbed it gently: "I understand, just don't worry.

You should also be careful not to let yourself get too tired, and if you have any problems, let your subordinates handle it. "

Song Jinhe nodded, took his hand out and smiled at him: "Go quickly, we are about to start setting off."

Cheng Qianhuai nodded heavily.

The doors of the 12 trains closed and started moving together, heading in different directions.

Song Jinhe and Tao Shuangxue were sitting outside the cab, holding a branch as thin as a finger in their hands.

This branch was given to her by the World Tree before she left. It was effective until the earthquake arrived and could disperse natural disasters within a hundred meters radius.

The World Tree gave her three roots in total, so Song Jinhe gave the other two to Cheng Qianhuai and Jiang Cixu. Having this thing could also enhance the appeal of the Xiling Safe Zone to survivors in other areas.

With the presence of branches, Song Jinhe and Tao Shuangxue could barely see the scenery within a hundred meters, which could only be described as desolate.

The fog condensed into frost and hung on various buildings on the street. The high-speed train traveled through the wilderness. Wherever it went, only lifeless blue stars could be seen, not even a living person.

Tao Shuangxue frowned and sat by the window, her calloused fingertips lightly touching the translucent glass, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Do you think, apart from the major safety zones, are there any living people in these desolate cities and villages?"

Not only was her mood a little depressed due to the scenery outside the window, but the other survivors in the car were also a little overwhelmed, and then their eyes towards Song Jinhe became even more intense.

They knew that the survivors in the Xiling Safety Zone could live such a happy and comfortable life now because of Song Jinhe, and they wanted to worship her as a god.

Song Jinhe followed Tao Shuangxue's gaze and looked out the window, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

"Who knows, there will always be people like Jiang Cixu who are exceptionally lucky, but there won't be many of them.

Not only these, but the rest of the safe zones are also estimated to have suffered heavy casualties. After all, the thick fog restricted their travel, and each safe zone could only sit and eat. In this case, they would definitely not be able to hold on for long. "

The Xiling Safety Zone was created because of Song Jinhe's efforts to turn the tide, but not every leader in the safety zone had so many supplies. Therefore, the situation in the other safety zones was completely conceivable.

Tao Shuangxue sighed helplessly. This kind of thing is actually very common in the apocalypse. After all, many people have died in the first heavy rain. The successive natural disasters are like nature gradually shrinking the survival opportunities of human beings. The number of human beings sharp decrease.

If it weren't for Song Jinhe, the Xiling Safety Zone would have been filled with blood, right?

Thinking of this, Tao Shuangxue's eyes felt a little sour, and she stretched out her hand and gently held Song Jinhe's hand.

"Thank you, if it weren't for you, there would probably have been people exchanging food for food in our safe zone.

If people don’t look like humans and ghosts don’t look like ghosts, even if they are alive, there is no point in living. "

A human being, from the moment he eats his own kind, is no longer a human being, but an animal.

Even if they are forced to do so, they should not break through their bottom line as a human being.

Living is indeed important, but those who survive in this way are no longer human beings.

Song Jinhe breathed slightly at the car window. A little bit of fog appeared on the transparent window, covering a small area of ​​​​the glass window.

She turned around to look at Tao Shuangxue and winked playfully: "Isn't this what I should do as the district chief? If not, who would be willing to recommend me to the position?"

Tao Shuangxue was a little helpless. Song Jinhe could always break the intoxicating atmosphere with one sentence and reveal the truth below.

But her upright and pure character is really likeable.

In the apocalypse, everyone wears a mask on their face, hiding their true self. Song Jinhe is the brightest and most vibrant color in the gloomy world.

The train traveled through the thick fog, passing through dim streets, decaying buildings, desolate villages, and broken bridges.

The people in the car looked at the bones piled up into a hill on the street, and felt desolate in their hearts, but they could only look back helplessly.