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This cold front brought unprecedented severe cold and lasted for an extremely long time, nearly three months.

During this period, heavy snowstorms hit many places including Yuncheng. The ground was frozen for thousands of miles, and all the rivers, big and small, were frozen.

Traffic was paralyzed, and countless animals, livestock, and farmers were frozen to death, as were many people.

Temperatures of more than forty degrees below zero were simply not something that the ancients, with their underdeveloped technology, could withstand.

This natural disaster was also one of the reasons that accelerated the demise of the ancient Chinese nation.

Su Yu felt that the natural disaster had not yet arrived, and what she said to Xiao Beimo would add more pressure to him.

After all, the pressure Xiao Beimo is facing now is already great enough.

She thought it would be better to make preparations here first and then find a suitable opportunity to talk to Xiao Beimo about the freezing disaster.

While Su Yu was busy preparing various supplies, snowflakes started falling in the ancient country of China early this morning.

"Until now, there is no news of Ling Xiaoqi's whereabouts?" Xiao Beimo frowned and looked at the soldiers in front of him.

As he spoke, a cloud of white mist came out of his mouth.

Several soldiers had just returned from outside, their faces frozen. One of them reported to Xiao Beimo, "We checked every household in the city center last night, but didn't find anyone. Now we have expanded the search area and sent people to the wild mountains on the outskirts of the city."

Xiao Beimo glanced at the snowflakes floating outside and felt that today was much colder than yesterday. He couldn't help but tighten his clothes: "The weather is getting colder and colder. We need to find people as soon as possible and send more people!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded.

Xiao Beimo turned his head and looked at Qin Xian, who had been sitting in the chair in silence since he came back: "Now Ling Xiaoqi hasn't been found yet, do you still want to go to Sand City?"

Qin Xian stood up: "I have to go."

After staying up all night, his complexion, which had finally gotten better, now looked weak and pale again, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Looking at Qin Xian's state, Xiao Beimo pondered for a moment.

In the end, he did not persuade Qin Xian to give up and go to Sand City himself.

Qin Xian had already made a promise in front of the Snow God that he would go to Sand City in person.

If it is not accomplished, it would be a breach of promise, which is blasphemy.

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether you go with me to look for Ling Xiaoqi or not." Xiao Beimo said calmly, "Leave the matter of finding Ling Xiaoqi to me. On your way to Sand City, don't be distracted while riding your bike."

Qin Xian glanced at Xiao Beimo.

Without waiting for Qin Xian to speak, Xiao Beimo said, "Please don't misunderstand me. I am not concerned about you. It's the Snow God who doesn't want you to get into trouble. I don't want the Snow God to worry about you."

I knew you wouldn't be so kind.

Qin Xian snorted softly: "I know."

"Then go find Li Han, and you guys can go straight away." Xiao Beimo stood up, walked to the clothes rack, picked up his cloak and threw it to Qin Xian, "It's windy on the road, put this on, don't let your bones be blown away."

Qin Xian took the cloak and smiled calmly without any pretense: "Thank you, Young General."

"By the way, what do you plan to take to meet that Cui guy?" Xiao Beimo asked again.

"Self-heating hot pot and plastic cup." Qin Xian said.

Both of these are rare items, especially the self-heating hot pot.

He was completely stunned when he saw Zhang Yongchi in the temporary shelter.

How could the person who made this thing be so smart to come up with such a convenient food.

Even in the ice and snow, as long as there is water, you can cook a hot meal.

Xiao Beimo nodded.

After Qin Xian left, Xiao Beimo went to the gate of the government office.

The wind is so strong today that it is almost impossible to open your eyes.

But there were long queues in front of the three porridge stalls in front of the government office.

Although the people were standing in the cold wind, they still looked happy.

When they first saw the notice issued by the government, they thought it was a joke, but they didn't expect it to be true.

When they came to the porridge shed today, they really received rice, vegetables, fruits, a small piece of meat, and even cooking oil and condiments!

Ordinary people like them, even when there is no disaster, it is impossible for them to have rice, vegetables and meat for every meal!

Xiao Beimo stood on the steps in front of the government office, watching the people receiving food quietly and orderly, with no one fighting for it, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

"Major General, I heard that we need manpower to rebuild the city."

An old man with gray hair, who looked elderly, walked to the gate of the government office with the help of a young man.

Xiao Beimo smiled slightly and nodded: "That's right."

"Do you think I can help?" The old man looked at Xiao Beimo expectantly.

Xiao Beimo originally thought that the old man was asking for the young man beside him, but he didn't expect that he was asking for himself. He was stunned for a moment: "How old are you this year?"

"Seventy-eight!" Old Liu grinned, revealing his gums with several missing teeth. "Young General, do you think I am too old to help you?"

"Old man, building a house is very hard work." Xiao Beimo smiled helplessly.

"Major General, I know building a house is hard, but we are building Yuncheng!" Old Liu became excited, his eyes gradually turned red, "Yuncheng is our home! We are building our own home, so it is worth the hard work! Moreover, before the Major General recaptured Yuncheng, we lived under the hands of the bandits, which was much harder than building a house, but I, an old man, survived!"

As Old Liu's excited voice grew louder, the common people who had received food also gathered here one by one.

"Yuncheng has been destroyed by bandits and is now in dire straits. The young general is willing to stay, give us food, and help us rebuild Yuncheng. How can we just sit there and do nothing? If we do that, we will feel guilty!"

When these words were spoken, the people watching agreed with them.

"Major General, now that we can fill our stomachs, we have the strength to work! We are willing to contribute to the construction of Yuncheng!"

“My whole family can come and help!”

"Yes! Me too!"

"..."

"Major General, my father used to be the best carpenter in the city." Liu Dahu, who was supporting Old Liu, smiled at Xiao Beimo. "Before the bandits occupied Yuncheng, my father was helping people repair houses! Don't look at his age, he is still a good hand at carpentry!"

"Although I didn't inherit my father's good skills, I am very strong. I will do whatever you ask me to do!"

Xiao Beimo originally thought that since Yuncheng had just suffered a disaster, the people might not easily help, so it was normal for everyone to think about protecting themselves at this time.

Moreover, the government office had no silver now, and he had no silver or money in his hands.

They cannot be paid at all, so they are essentially working for free.

Now, seeing more and more people coming over to express their willingness to help, Xiao Beimo's dark eyes gradually lit up, and the smile on the corners of his lips deepened: "Sun Yuan!"