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

The four of them sat on the mattress, and no one spoke first.

The calm outside at this time did not make everyone feel relaxed. On the contrary, the calmer it was outside, the more uneasy everyone felt in their hearts.

Wang Jia looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking, but his eyes were full of uneasiness.

Shi Jiaojiao took out a small bag of dried beets from her bag and gave half of it to her: "Don't think about it, at least we are safe now."

Wang Jia mechanically put the dried beetroot into his mouth and chewed a piece. The beetroot disappeared after the extreme cold. The dried bits are a rare snack in the apocalypse. He only eats them when he is in a good mood. I ate two slices, but the day had been so long that I had already finished what I had saved.

But this time, she didn't know what to eat.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the sandstorm still did not appear, and even the sound of wind and sand became smaller and smaller, almost stopping.

But everyone's spirits are getting tighter and tighter, and the slightest disturbance can touch that sensitive nerve.

At this moment, it was like the calm before the storm, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was almost breathless.

Everyone was holding their breath, unable to get up or down, lying on the mattress, still unable to sleep.

The sandstorm was like a guillotine hanging above everyone's heads, constantly falling. At this time, the blade was close to everyone's neck, almost cutting through the flesh.

They were trapped in the basement with no way to escape and nowhere to go.

If you continue to stay in the basement, the worst outcome is to be buried alive. If you don't want to die too painfully, you can commit suicide before the danger comes, and at least you will die happily.

But that won't be the case after they go out. The sky is filled with suffocating yellow sand, and the fierce wind is irresistible. If they are less lucky, they may encounter the tornado sandstorm they have seen before.

After all, who can be sure that there is only one tornado and sandstorm?

The more you think about it, the more numb your scalp becomes.

Unable to sleep, everyone started trying to distract themselves by chatting, although everyone's face looked a little out of sorts.

Everyone opened their mouths and told interesting stories about their childhood and their regrets when they grew up. It was like venting their emotions. The more they talked, the more they couldn't control themselves. They wanted to tell all the things that their ancestors of the eighteenth generation could remember.

The night passed safely amidst everyone's almost venting chatter.

The sandstorm came on the third day.

Early in the morning, before everyone woke up, they suddenly heard the wind outside starting to howl like ghosts and wolves, each sound getting stronger than the last, as if it was about to tear everyone's eardrums.

The four of them were awakened by the sharp and piercing sound of the wind, and immediately jumped up from the mattress, their faces solemn.

However, before anyone could say anything, the basement began to tremble violently, like an earthquake, shaking.

Every shaking is frightening. If the bearing capacity of the basement reaches the extreme, it may collapse at any time.

Everyone's hearts also accelerated with the frequency of vibrations in the basement, beating rapidly "bang bang bang".

Fear and despair were intertwined on the faces of Tang Wei and Wang Jia, with a hint of numbness quietly emerging.

Both of them were exhausted physically and mentally by the sandstorm, which was sometimes calm and violent, and they were almost on the verge of collapse.

Shi Jiaojiao didn't know what Wang Jia was going through, but she didn't want to give up.

I had persisted for so long in my previous life, and I was lucky enough to have a chance to do it again after my death, not to mention that I would have a lover and friends in this life.

She doesn't want to die!

She must survive and persevere until the end.

So the first time she woke up, she first held Mu Ci tightly, and then immediately pulled Wang Jia and Tang Wei beside her.

Xiao Hei, on the other hand, has the most sensitive intuition of danger. Before anyone else could react, he quickly rushed to Shi Jiaojiao's side. The hair all over his body exploded because he was afraid that his ears would be pressed tightly against his head. Airplane ears.

Its entire body was arched, as if it was about to attack at any moment, and it kept making threatening growls from its throat.

As the sound of wind and sand became louder and louder, Xiao Hei also felt strong uneasiness, but he still stood firmly in front of Shi Jiaojiao.

The scavenger hunts hard every day just for itself, and now, it also wants to protect the scavenger!

As the sound of wind and sand outside became louder and louder, the ceiling finally could no longer bear it. The original crack spread rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, splitting from one into three, and finally turned into a dense spider web.

Wang Jia's face was full of despair. The basement really couldn't bear it this time.

She had always been afraid of fear, and even after falling asleep at night, she kept having nightmares.

But when he actually faced death, his heart that had been hanging in the air finally fell to the ground.

Unexpectedly, they persisted for so long and still did not escape death.

The only regret I have is that I couldn't avenge my parents.

Wang Jia glanced at Tang Wei, his eyes full of love and reluctance, and then turned to look at Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci, as if he wanted to put everyone's faces deeply into his mind.

"Tang Wei, Jiaojiao, Mu Ci, the luckiest thing in my life is meeting you. If there is another life, I hope..."

Halfway through his words, Wang Jia choked up.

Tang Wei raised his hand and wiped the tears from Wang Jia's eyes distressedly, his voice trembling: "Don't cry..."

Shi Jiaojiao had no time to pay attention to the fate of these two people now. All her attention was on the cracks in the ceiling.

As there were more and more cracks, and yellow sand began to fall from the cracks, Shi Jiaojiao understood that she could not wait any longer.

She turned to look at Mu Ci and saw the indulgence and support in his eyes.

Shi Jiaojiao thought, and first put Xiao Hei and all the supplies into the space.

Others must follow him to enter.

Tang Wei was still wiping his girlfriend's tears, his eyes were extremely red.

At this moment, he even wondered if he had an unlucky buff that affected others, so they faced the current ending.

Otherwise, how could they face such a certain death situation?

The more he thought about it, the redder his eyes became. He hugged his girlfriend tightly, looked at Shi Jiaojiao and Mu Ci, and moved his lips slightly. He wanted to apologize to everyone at the last moment of his life.

However, before the words "I'm sorry" were spoken, the surrounding scene changed drastically in an instant.

Tang Wei's eyes widened, and he even burped involuntarily in extreme panic.

This is where?

Could it be that he is already dead?

But shouldn’t we go to the underworld after death?

The living room in front of me is fully equipped, there is no roar of wind in my ears, no dust flying in the air, everything is so beautiful.

Is this the welfare of the underworld?

Are each new ghost assigned a house?