In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

First, a question:

Can Tom produce water?

The answer is yes, but not much.

So, can Tom be a water carrier?

This seems possible.

On the rooftop of the teaching building, Bai Wu, who had a flash of inspiration, stood there in a daze.

In the eighteen years of this life plus the dozen years of animation memories in the previous life, it seems that... there is such a scene that can do it.

The white mist flew high into the sky and found a fat, white cloud.

He smiled at the white clouds...

Looking up at the sky from the ground, the white cloud seemed to move inexplicably.

After a while, Bai Wu flew down contentedly, cancelled his transformation, and called Zhang Jiangong.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, I have a big project here. Do you want it? If you want it, I'll bring it to you."

"What big project?"

Zhang Jiangong was completely confused by these nonsensical words.

“I call it the South-North Water Transfer.”

"Hasn't the official been doing this for decades? Why are you talking about it now?"

Zhang Jiangong was even more confused.

“So the Northwest is still so dry?”

"Ahem, the northern transfer has already been transferred to Kyoto, but the northwest has not been considered yet."

"Oh, so the northwest is not the north?"

"Comrade, it's dangerous for you to talk now. For your safety and the safety of all of us, let's skip this topic."

The two of them tacitly ended the topic to avoid the whole world being wiped out.

"Let's talk about your big project."

Zhang Jiangong spoke in a sullen tone.

If it could help the drought-stricken northwest region, he would be happy to get involved.

"You need to help me find the experts from the Meteorological Bureau to find out where in the south there will be heavy rain in the next few days. Then help me find a rope that is at least five kilometers long. It needs to be long enough."

"Why do you need such a long rope?"

"Don't worry about that. Then help me find the area in the northwest that's most affected by the drought so I can deliver water directly there."

"There are already research records for this. I'll send them to you directly when the time comes."

Although he didn't understand what Bai Wu was trying to say, Zhang Jiangong still helped him prepare things very efficiently.

They also set up a group chat for him and invited several people from the Meteorological Bureau and even the Water Conservancy Bureau to join.

These are all true experts with real skills and knowledge that have been tested by time for decades, not just experts who just bark on the Internet.

For Bai Wu, who only had a few simple questions, it was enough to make things clear for him.

"Professor Wang, is there any place in the south that is going to have heavy rain today? It's about to rain, not already raining."

In the group chat, Bai Wu asked impatiently.

He can wait, but those drought-stricken areas cannot.

"Yes, according to the system, in the southwest of Nanxiang, there will be heavy rain that will last for three days in the future. It will fall this afternoon. With this amount of precipitation, I am afraid that there will be flash floods again."

Professor Wang replied with a hint of worry, and then asked:

"I wonder if Comrade Bai Wu has a solution?"

Now that we understand Zhang Jiangong's intention of inviting them into the group, we know that Comrade Bai Wu must have a way.

Although he didn't know what effect the power of the human body could have on this celestial phenomenon, he hoped that the white fog could solve this problem.

"Don't worry, you'll be able to see it this afternoon."

When Bai Wu heard that there would be heavy rain this afternoon, he nodded with satisfaction.

Now everything is ready, except for the rope that Zhang Jiangong prepares for him.

He is now asking a rope manufacturer to make one for him temporarily.

There is just one question. He has an inorganic chemistry class in the afternoon's one or two periods. Isn't it a bit bad that he skipped the class less than a week after school started?

While he was having lunch, a call suddenly came into his cell phone. The number on his phone was a little special.

As soon as Bai Wu answered the call, he heard a familiar old man's greeting:

"Comrade Bai Wu, have you eaten?"

He raised an eyebrow.

The voice came from the old man who had met him after the Three Kingdoms Competition and had given him a calligraphy piece.

This is the current leader of Xia State. Why would he suddenly call him?

"Hello, Chief. I am having dinner with my classmates."

"Sorry for interrupting me, how about I call you back later?"

"No, no, no, just tell me what you want to say."

"I called here mainly to ask, can you really handle the floods in the south and the droughts in the northwest?"

The old man's words were filled with deep concern.

This matter actually alarmed even this person?

Bai Wu replied with a little confusion and surprise:

"It should be possible, but I can't guarantee it."

"That's fine, that's fine!"

The old man on the other end of the phone let out a long sigh, and even through the phone one could feel a burden lifted from him.

“This is a great merit!

This is a major matter concerning people’s livelihood!

Don't worry, your contributions will never be forgotten in Xia Country, and the rewards you deserve will not be less."

The old man gave him the promise in a very serious tone.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Wu blinked at his classmates who were staring at him at the dining table.

"Brother Wu, who is this?"

A classmate pursed his lips dryly, stopped eating, stared at him and asked with difficulty.

Other students reacted in the same way.

They seemed to have just heard...Chief?

The one who can make Bai Wu call him the chief...

Then they saw Bai Wu's index finger pointing to the sky.

"hiss!"

The sound of inhaling air conditioning was heard in the cafeteria.

"Brother Wu, from now on, you are my only brother!"

One classmate had tears in his eyes.

"If you don't give up..."

"Stop!"

A classmate was interrupted by white mist before he could finish casting a spell.

If Gu Feiyang saw this, he would come over and slap everyone in the face.

Just because you little Karamis want to snatch the right from me to provide for Brother Wu in his old age?

At 2:30 in the afternoon, in the inorganic chemistry class, Bai Wu asked the teacher for leave.

Seeing that it was white fog, the inorganic chemistry teacher didn't even ask for the reason and simply gave us a holiday.

After leaving the gate of Kyoto University, I saw a large truck parked in the parking lot on the side of the road. Zhang Jiangong was waiting there.

"Here, this is the rope you asked for. It's ten kilometers long and I had to get a big truck to pull it here for you."

Zhang Jiangong patted the truck body and said.

Next to him, a girl with a very dignified and elegant appearance was waiting, followed by a few young men, all looking at Bai Wu with curiosity.

Zhang Jiangong pulled him and introduced:

"Oh, right, this is the documentary crew that the higher-ups have arranged for you. They said that this kind of great merit must be recorded and made known to everyone."

"Hello, Counselor Bai."

Several people came forward to greet him, referring to Bai Wu's position in Qinglong Mansion.

"Hello, I'm going to be flying around in the sky. Is it okay for you to film it?"

"Don't worry, Counselor Bai. We have arranged drone filming personnel in various places. If possible, we can also place a camera on you."

The girl replied.

"That's fine."

Bai Wu nodded, communicated with them about the flight route, and then transformed into Superman Tom. Under the admiring gazes of several people, he carried a rope ring larger than his body and flew into the sky, heading south.