Apocalyptic natural disasters, I use the gold house to store goods and win

The basement was extremely dark without a trace of light. The constant rumbling above the head and the sharp roar of the wind and sand were all depressing and terrifying.

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When Shi Jiaojiao heard the sound, her eyes immediately glanced over. The next second, the entire basement was instantly illuminated by flashlights.

Mu Ci picked up the flashlight and pointed it straight at the ceiling. As long as there was no problem with the ceiling, they would not be in danger.

Shi Jiaojiao also looked along the light of the flashlight. When she saw a crack on the ceiling, her pupils shrank instantly, her hair stood on end, and she felt a strong uneasiness in her heart.

She immediately shouted sharply: "Hold on to me!"

If the ceiling really couldn't hold it anymore, she would immediately bring others into the space.

Only if she takes it with her can others enter the space. If anyone among them fails to catch her and leaves her alone, the result will be that she will be buried alive in an instant.

Once the ceiling collapses, the impact of a large amount of yellow sand falling down instantly, even if it does not knock people out and kill them, will immediately push them to other places. Even if they are willing to come out of the space again, they will not be able to do so. If no one can be found, there is only a dead end.

So at this time, others had better hold on tight to avoid any accidents.

Wang Jia had been holding on to Shi Jiaojiao's arm tightly before, but after hearing these words, she held on even tighter.

Tang Wei was all focused on the sandstorm. When he heard Shi Jiaojiao's cry, although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously reached out his hand.

But with his girlfriend between him and Shi Jiaojiao, he simply took a step forward, stood opposite Shi Jiaojiao, and then put his hand on the other person's shoulder.

He didn't ask Shi Jiaojiao why he did this. He just wanted to know that the other party would not harm him.

Mu Ci held Shi Jiaojiao's other hand, raised her eyes and glanced at Tang Wei and Wang Jia, thought for a while and finally said nothing.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't care at all whether Wang Jia and Tang Wei would find something wrong. If they were safe this time, they could always find an excuse.

Her eyes were fixed on the crack in the ceiling. She had no intention of bringing people into the space immediately. The secret of the space was too important. She really didn't want to expose it unless it was forced to a dead end.

At this moment, no one spoke, everyone almost held their breath and waited silently.

Waiting for the ceiling to collapse completely, or for the sandstorm to subside.

And as time passed by, the basement kept shaking, and the roar of the wind and sand became louder and louder like a wild beast.

The air was filled with a heavy smell of dust, and every breath was accompanied by coughing. Countless tiny particles seemed to be rubbing against each other in the throat.

After an unknown amount of time, everything finally calmed down, the basement stopped shaking, and the previously noisy sound of wind and sand became almost inaudible.

Wang Jia's legs went weak, and he couldn't control himself and fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

She had never felt that death was so close to her.

Mu Ci glanced at his watch, looked at everyone and said, "This time lasted for two hours and ten minutes."

Of course, this time is calculated from the moment you wake up.

Tang Wei didn't expect Mu Ci to record the time. The fear in his heart had not disappeared, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You mean the sandstorms appear at regular times?"

Shi Jiaojiao took over: "We're not sure yet. Let's write it down first. If there is a pattern to follow, maybe our chance of survival lies in this pattern."

This was something she had discussed with Mu Ci before. Measuring the temperature every day during the daytime had brought them a lot of help. Recording the time now could help them figure out the sandstorm as soon as possible.

Wang Jia swallowed, wondering if there was too much dust in the air and her throat was so dry that it hurt: "Then are we safe for the time being?"

Shi Jiaojiao looked at the ceiling: "I don't know either."

It's not yet four o'clock in the morning, but no one is sleepy at all, or it can be said that they don't dare to close their eyes or sleep.

Everyone was filled with fear, including Shi Jiaojiao, who seemed to still hear the sound of wind and sand echoing in her ears.

Mu Ci got up and boiled some water with an alcohol stove, and gave everyone half a cup.

Shi Jiaojiao held the cup and sipped the water. Her stomach felt slightly hot under the water, and she instantly felt much better.

The hot water not only warms the stomach, but also soothes everyone's tense hearts.

Until about seven o'clock in the morning, there was no strong sandstorm again. Everything was calm, as calm as if the thrill in the middle of the night was a dream.

After working hard all night, everyone looked a little tired.

Fortunately for Wang Jia and Tang Wei, they went to bed early and still slept for a few hours.

But Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci couldn't. They managed to sleep for only an hour. The dark circles under their eyes were almost falling, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Mu Ci took out the leftover buns from yesterday and fried them for today's breakfast.

Cooked food is not easy to store and must be eaten as soon as possible.

After Shi Jiaojiao simply brushed her teeth, she felt a little embarrassed and wanted to go to the toilet.

She looked around the basement and was a little worried. The basement was so big and there were people everywhere when she looked up. She couldn't hide in the space to solve the problem. But what should she do if she didn't enter the space?

She didn't want to hide her troubles.

Just when Shi Jiaojiao was thinking of a solution, she saw Wang Jia with the same embarrassed look on her face.

The two girls looked at each other and then quietly came together.

There was no door in the basement where they were located. There was only an iron door above the stairs, but although the iron door was strong, it was not without gaps.

The super strong sandstorm in the middle of last night blew a lot of sand in from the gaps.

Wang Jia's eyes lit up, and he ran back and took out two shovels.

Shi Jiaojiao took the shovel, opened her mouth, but said nothing in the end, and shoveled the sand together with Wang Jia.

Then Wang Jia took out another blanket, the one they used to sleep on: "You go up first, I'll use the blanket to cover you."

Shi Jiaojiao pursed her lips. She really wanted to refuse, but she had to accept it.

After all, I couldn't think of a better way.

After they finished, the two buried the contaminated sand.

Back in the basement, the two men didn't ask any more questions.

Tang Wei said: "Come on, the buns are all fried, just waiting for you two."

Mu Ci looked at Shi Jiaojiao with a patient look on her face, and stepped forward to touch her head to express comfort.