Gao Yi's eyes flashed with an imperceptible strange color.
Uncle Tan put out his cigarette butt: "Now you know how involved this matter is, right? If you continue to get into trouble, not only will you get nothing in the end, but you will also get into a lot of trouble."
"You know, there are many forces who want to master the key information of the "Seasonal Sexual Storm". Although we are not the weakest, we will never be the strongest."
Gao Yi was a little surprised.
"Isn't this obvious? These forces include various civil groups, foreign intervention forces, and all kinds of strange cults."
"If you encounter them in the future, you must avoid contact with them."
Gao Yi nodded.
"Since there's nothing wrong, I'll go."
Gao Yi stepped forward to see him off: "Uncle Tan, walk slowly. Where is your car parked? I'll see you off."
"Hey, no need to bother, it's just downstairs."
On the dark path in front of the unit building, the two of them stood in front of the 28-bar car that blended into the night. Gao Yi looked at the car and then at Uncle Tan.
"Uncle Tan, I'd like to ask, if you buy me a cup of milk tea, will it make you hungry tomorrow? Otherwise, I'd better give the money..."
Uncle Tan said angrily: "I have money."
"Don't you look at the current traffic jam in the East China Sea? What's the use of running through the traffic jam in the East China Sea? If something happens, the day lily will be cold by the time you arrive."
Hanging the milk tea on the handlebar, Uncle Tan gracefully straddled the seat: "You kid, don't you look down on this car? I tell you, in our industry, we pay attention to the importance of military strength, speed, and no ostentation."
"How come it's convenient?"
The bicycle leisurely arrived at the intersection, and Uncle Tan rang the bell a few times rather angrily.
"By the way, Xiao Gao."
He suddenly turned around and shouted: "In the future, you should go out less at night. The incident in the East China Sea may peak in a curve..."
"okay."
"besides……"
Woo——!
"You keep watching the road, the damn dump truck is coming!"
"Ah? Oh oh."
Watching Uncle Tan go away, Gao Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
I almost sent him to another world.
Back home, Gao Yi sat on the sofa, made a cup of hot cocoa, and began to digest the latest news.
The hot cocoa is stirred by the spoon, forming a vortex, and the cup surface becomes a hazy chaos.
It is just like the East China Sea now, with undercurrents surging. No one knows what will happen in the next second.
"The situation does not seem optimistic."
Gaoyi calls the system and enters [Special Painting Customization].
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Different painting customization (theme expansion pack)
Current: [The Mountains Call] (Sapphire Blue)
＊In the "Traveling into the Wilderness" theme expansion pack, there are three clothing items of quality [Sapphire] and above.
*Three illustrations of rarity r and above.
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Compared with normal customization of special paintings, its conditions are extremely harsh.
Not only are the production of clothing restricted, but even the illustrations that were not originally required have rarity requirements.
But thinking about it from another perspective, isn’t it a guarantee of quality?
sapphire.
This word alone is enough for Gao Yi to think about it day and night, and to think about it in his heart.
But it's a pity that he still hasn't met any of the conditions. The only item that can be counted is a protein hunting knife.
The BGM of the Ice and Snow Festival seems to be mocking him.
Jingle bells? No, this is poor jingle bells!
Gao Yi glanced at the card pool and saw that the number of card drawing tickets had reached 9.
This is the benefit of recent illustrations. Except for [Water-filled Corridor] with rarity level R, all the others, without exception, are ordinary daily illustrations.
Because he has just traveled through time, it can be said that Gao Yi has not done anything yet, so it is easy to trigger some illustration collections.
But what's the use?
These daily illustrations, without exception, had extremely strange production emphasis. As a result, Gao Yi couldn't think of anything to match them with, so he didn't pay much attention to them.
So do you smoke or not?
smoke.
Still not smoking.
smoke.
…
In a daze, Gao Yi fell asleep on the sofa.
Woo——
In my sleep, there seemed to be a harsh sound that sounded from far to near.
Gao Yi's brows moved.
In a daze, he seemed to hear chaotic footsteps and conversations downstairs.
"Hurry! Everyone, hurry up! Please call each other if you know the heads of households."
"Old Wang, why are you at my house in the middle of the night?!"
"Hey, who knows where the safety facilities are?"
"Xiaobao, Xiaobao, don't get separated from your mother."
"What's the matter? Didn't you say that the drill will be scheduled for next week? Why did it come suddenly in the middle of the night?"
Gao Yi sat up, still a little confused.
"what's the situation?"
He lay on the edge of the window sill, looked down, and was stunned.
In the darkness, the residents of each unit building were packed in large and small bags, like a swarm of ants, rushing out of the community in unison.
From some of the conversations he vaguely heard, Gao Yi understood the reason.
He murmured to himself: "Disaster warning...is it in advance?"
A few hours ago, Uncle Tan had of course repeatedly mentioned some matters regarding the disaster warning drill to him when he was here.
Calling this an exercise is actually not entirely correct.
Because considering the duration of the "seasonal storm", people must first adapt to the interior of the facility and collective life.
In other words, once the exercise starts, it does not end for the day. There is also a day of internal life.
This is also the reason why the official time was chosen on Saturday.
But now in the middle of the night, what is the operation of a sudden emergency gathering?
"Could it be..."
Gao Yi Youran was surprised: "Is the fog coming?"
Apart from that, there seems to be no other possibility.
But what about typhoons?
Could it be that it has nothing to do with typhoons at all, and that I and others have misunderstood it?
Taking out his cell phone, Gao Yi wanted to call Uncle Tan to inquire, but found that he was not in the service area at all.
Heavy fog caused electronic equipment to malfunction.
"Hello, residents. I am Uncle Tan. The Municipal Meteorological Bureau has detected that an unprecedented heavy fog is coming. Go to the safety facility immediately."
"This exercise will last three days. Bring your personal belongings."
Uncle Tan's voice came from the radio outside.
"It turned out to be true, but didn't it come too soon?"
Gao Yi frowned: "We haven't even mentioned the tape yet, am I going to be the one in the tape first?"
He didn't have time to think too much now, so he hurriedly grabbed a backpack and immediately went downstairs and followed the flow of people out of the community.
According to what the previous driver said, the safety facilities are located on the second underground floor of Fushun Shopping Mall.
Fushun Shopping Mall is not far from the community. There are only a few intersections with light traffic in the middle, and it takes less than ten minutes to walk even during the day.
At midnight, there were almost no vehicles passing by on the streets, and the originally brightly lit roads had fallen into darkness and silence.
Haha let out a breath of white air.
Gao Yi took off his [Learning Activist] and put on a down jacket.
Looking up, he found that the night sky was clear and there was no sign of fog.