Natural disaster at the beginning: I will lead the system to build a safe zone

The crisis in Guangming Village has come to an end.

The people from Bo Le Village, another village that was heading towards Guangming Village, encountered difficulties that were difficult to overcome.

When they left the village, they were full of confidence, thinking that Guangming Village was not too far from their Changle Village and could be reached in three days at most.

But they didn't expect that the path they had opened before was blocked.

Yes, that's right. Because of the heavy snow and wind and no one walked on that path, it was frozen as expected.

It would be almost impossible for these villagers, who were almost freezing to death in the snow and wind, to reopen this path.

They had no choice but to take another detour.

But the path is not easy to walk on. Will the mountain road be easy to walk on in this kind of weather?

Almost every day, someone among them froze to death in the snow, starting with the sick and weak, then the elderly, then the children...

This road seems to be a case of natural selection.

By the time Shitou and his companions finally climbed over the mountains and reached Guangming Village, their number was less than fifty.

The remaining ones are almost all young and middle-aged people.

Shitou and his companions were just like the previous group of people who came to Changle Village. They looked blankly at the entrance of Guangming Village in front of them. There were also a large number of collapsed houses buried under the wind and snow. They didn't know whether coming here was the right decision.

Along the way, they lost too much, including their parents and children. They moved forward numbly, thinking that everything would be fine once they reached Guangming Village. Carrying with them the hopes of all the deceased, they finally arrived here.

But what is all this before our eyes? Is there no light in Guangming Village after all?

Several men from Changle Village almost instantly lost the breath that supported them and fell to their knees and cried bitterly.

"Shi Tou?" Li Da from the patrol team seemed unable to recognize him. Why did Shi Tou, in his impression, look so skinny?

Hearing someone calling his name, Shi Tou slowly turned around and looked behind him. A team of fully armed men with weapons in their hands were standing behind them quietly watching them.

Shitou wiped his tears, stood up in disbelief, and looked at a familiar face in the group: "Li Da?"

"Hey! It's really you, Shitou. How did you become like this? Didn't you go to town?" Li Da confirmed the identity of the person in front, said something to Tie Niu, and moved forward.

When he walked to the front, he saw that it was not only Shi Tou who came, but also a group of people from their village who had followed the village chief to the town. However, this group of people looked particularly miserable. Not only were there fewer people, but they were also covered with frostbite due to the cold, and their skin was faintly purple.

"Li Da... wuwuwuwuwuwawa... I finally found you!" The villager named Shitou couldn't control his emotions after seeing his acquaintance and started crying loudly.

Although other villagers were not familiar with Li Da, they could recognize him as someone from their former village. After seeing Li Da's condition, they knew that he must be living a good life. Thinking of their own experiences along the way, they could not help but burst into tears.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't cry!" Li Da was surrounded by a group of people crying and wailing. He suddenly panicked. They thought he had done something to them.

Seeing that the commotion here was getting louder and louder, Tie Niu had to step out to maintain order: "Stop crying here, take them in."

We didn't take any action before because we didn't understand who they were. Now that we have confirmed that they are from Changle Village, there is no harm in bringing them in.

When the people from Changle Village followed in, they realized that the people from Guangming Village did not live in the houses at the entrance of the village at all. They had thought that all the people from Guangming Village were gone.

After following Tie Niu and the others in, the villagers of Changle Village opened their mouths wide like the previous group, looking at everything in front of them in surprise.

Li Da saw their expressions and said proudly, "Isn't this place spectacular? We were also shocked when we first came here. We never thought that one day everyone would be able to live in brick and tile houses and not be afraid of the cold."

Shitou's mood had calmed down a lot by now. After hearing what Li Da said, he asked, "We? Have all the people who didn't leave the village come to Guangming Village?"

"Yes! When Doctor Li came back from treating you, he was quite disappointed to find that you were all gone. Later, as we lived there, the house began to collapse more and more. Doctor Li suggested that we come to Guangming Village, and then Third Uncle brought us here."

"You don't know, it took us many days to get here. Luckily we made the decision quickly and it wasn't as cold as it is now, otherwise I'm afraid many people wouldn't have been able to make it."

"After coming here, I found that life in Guangming Village is so wonderful. We have enough food to eat, warm clothes to wear, and a warm place to live. If you get hurt, there are people to save you. When danger comes, everyone will bear it together. Moreover, you can take classes for free. Now I can even recognize words!"

Li Da talked as he walked, telling the story of his life after arriving in Guangming Village like pouring out beans.

After hearing this, Shitou murmured to himself: "That's great, that's great! You are so lucky!"

The others were also listening to Li Da's story, but they were so bitter in their hearts that they couldn't say a word. They thought their decision was smart, but it led them to a completely different path from others.

"Okay, we're here. This is our cafeteria. We usually have classes here in the morning. Luckily you came in the afternoon, otherwise I wouldn't be able to take you in directly for fear of disturbing their classes." Li Da stopped talking and introduced the cafeteria to them.

This wave of haggard people entering the village soon alarmed Shi Anan.

After all, there are only so many people in the village, and suddenly so many people who look like refugees came, and everyone came to watch the fun.

This was a small matter. The original people from Guangming Village didn't react at all, but the first wave of people from Changle Village who came here were shocked because they recognized that these were the group of people who had followed the village chief to the town before.

"Hey, didn't you go to town? What's going on now?"

"Yeah, why are there so few people? Where are the others?"

"And the village chief? Why can't I see the village chief?"

Everyone had a lot of questions, and in an instant they surrounded the group, asking all at once.

When Shi Anan arrived at the cafeteria and saw this scene, she hurried out to maintain order: "Okay, okay, don't gather here for now. Can't you see that they are all injured? Let them sit here and drink some ginger soup to get rid of the cold. If you have anything to say, ask them later!"

Although she was also curious about what happened to these people, she also had to see what their current situation was.

After hearing Shi Anan's words, everyone calmed down and busied themselves helping the people in the cafeteria serve them soup and water.

Faced with all this, the people from Changle Village who had just arrived here were all confused. They only had one thought in their mind: why was it so warm here?

They sat down mechanically, drank the ginger soup brought to them mechanically, and felt the warmth coming from all around them. Only then did they feel like they were alive again.

Later, Doctor Li, Li Zimu and Third Uncle heard about the situation and rushed over. When they saw these three people, especially Third Uncle who had the highest seniority, they all cried like a group of children who had found a supporter: "Third Uncle/Third Uncle, the village chief is dead!"