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Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Last Two Hours

However, Chen Yi's movement lasted for a very short time.

After all, it was the influence left by the previous world on him.

"I'm going to rest." Chen Yi walked straight to the bedroom, "If there is any emergency, wake me up, or, Qiwu, if you have time, you can solve it first."

"Yes." Qiwu's answer was short and powerful.

Although they are both artificial intelligence modules of the same model, Qiwu and Dingxiang have shown completely different personalities.

One is silent, the other is more active.

Chen Yi closed his eyes, quickly let go of everything and fell asleep.

the next day.

Chen Yi woke up from his sleep and asked Dingxiang first if anything happened. The answer was very good. There were indeed some minor accidents, but with the efforts of the wholehearted people, they were all solved smoothly and did not affect the final migration efficiency.

Even the situation is even better than expected.

Most people work hard to save time.

Chen Yi learned that in front of each car and every train, there was a big sign holding a letter saying how much time was allocated to them. In this case, almost everyone lined up early and got on the train quickly in a hurry. Then the volunteers would tell them how much time they saved for the people behind.

Maybe it's one minute, maybe it's dozens of seconds.

unconsciously.

This has become a new type of comparison.

After people get their time, they can't wait to post it on their Moments and put it on the Internet, and waves of trends arose.

The highest record is a group of college students from the sports department who went into the game lightly. They originally prepared five minutes of boarding, but they were all done in just 48 seconds. After being posted online, it caused a wave of praise, and even a group photo came in the car. Everyone smiled, looking youthful and full of vitality.

"This is not just a united person." Chen Yi looked at all this and said calmly, "The wave of the times has begun to form, and this is the general trend. Once it begins, it will roll forward. Everyone, either integrates or is submerged, and anyone who tries to stop it will be crushed to pieces."

In order to fight the doomsday, there must be such a general trend.

In this way, humans will not spend their energy on meaningless despair and wailing, or even internal strife.

"So, not many people have paid attention to the sarcasm of foreign countries." Dingxiang seemed to understand, "They are already in their own situation."

"Who brought the breakfast today?" Chen Yi did not reply, but instead looked at the breakfast arranged on the dining table.

"A little maid, so nervous, let it go, and then left." Dingxiang replied.

"Hehe." Chen Yi chuckled twice, as if it was because of that scene, maybe just because he was in a good mood.

At this point, there are still seventy-six hours before the volcanic eruption.

And this day.

Most of the reports are focused on the support coming one by one.

The east of this world is divided into thirty-three provinces.

Each province has its own tasks and time.

So, at this moment, even the format of the report is the same.

"The third volunteer convoy in Jianggao Province arrived on time, no timeout!"

"He Yong Province's Second Bus Convoy arrived on time! Twenty-four minutes in advance!"

"The 7th cargo truck convoy in Ningluo Province arrived on time! Thirty-one minutes in advance!"

"Ningqiu Province..."

Volunteer fleets, bus fleets, and even freight fleets and truck fleets. Some of them alternated with each other and drove for more than 20 hours in a row. They really came to support them from thousands of miles away, but the fatigue on their faces could not hide the mental encouragement, especially the fleet that was in the tire blowout accident. The voices reported by the leader even had a broken crying voice.

The entire migratory area was filled with cheers.

The great migration has only entered a critical period.

Cars followed by cars, and after they were loaded with passengers, they left after cars.

It's this evening.

A set of numbers suddenly appeared on the Internet.

On one side is time, only sixty-four hours are left, and on the other side, there are the number of people, all warning areas, and there are still 24 million people who need to migrate, and this number is constantly decreasing every second and every minute!

It attracted everyone's attention at once.

This means that the number of people has finally been fully completed and everyone is included.

Nothing can be more intuitive than numbers!

Not just the East.

This number has even spread abroad and has attracted a lot of attention.

"This is crazy, they can really do it!"

"When will such fake news be everywhere!"

"Enough! I've had enough news from the East!"

"Come on, you can do it!"

"Hahaha, they will find that they are wasting money and time, and they are wasting their efforts. We plan to have a party on the volcano that day, have a live broadcast, and let them see how happy we are!"

“…”

Just like in the past, there are supportive, ridiculous, incredible, and unspeakable.

However, no one in the East pays attention to these reports.

Everyone is staring at the decrease in numbers.

Excited and full of expectations.

Because it may be able to create a miracle, and in this miracle, it is the efforts of countless people.

There are fifty hours left before the warning time! The remaining population is 18 million!

Forty hours! One thousand five million!

Thirty hours! One million!

Finally, at such a highly anticipated moment, time has come to the last ten hours.

The remaining population is only five million!

Yuanchang City is the most stressful city, but in the last ten hours of this last day, all the people in all counties, towns, and villages have left here. Volunteers and staff are conducting final accounting, and the remaining crowds are all concentrated in Yuanchang City, with about one million people!

Most of the last crowds paid a lot of staff and volunteers for this migration, and most of them were left to the last batch.

The pressure was all concentrated.

Hong Feizhang himself was one of them. He had no intention of leaving until the beginning. At this moment, his eyes were covered with blood, and his whole body was as if withered.

In the past ninety hours, he has had very little rest time.

All of them rely on medicinal food delivered by top chefs to persevere.

And now we have to persist!

Because, the last group of people are all heroes!

At 1:30 noon, the sun shines brightly and the summer sun is still very vicious.

The warning countdown enters the last two hours!
Chapter completed!
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