Chapter 935

A quiet day passed like this.

With the order approaching the end of February, the snowstorm season is gradually coming.

The day after Chen Feng captured the Griffins, there was a heavy snow. The amount of snow could not be calculated, but the blizzard was really heavy. The wooden houses built to catch up with the work had even collapsed. Fortunately, humans had already moved out of those houses and lived in brick houses. Now those houses are inhabited by a group of slaves.

Even at the beginning of the blizzard, the patrol Department began to evacuate the crowd, but no one expected that the blizzard would be so quick and terrible. Many wooden houses were collapsed and more than 100 slaves died in the blizzard.

Chen Feng had long been prepared for this emergency. If it were not for the shelter of the stone brick house, the deaths and injuries of the survivors would be several times or even more than a dozen times that of the slaves.

A blizzard fell.

Even if Chen Feng has planned the evacuation plan in advance, he can also emphasize the repair of roads. Finally, many places were covered with snow and cold. Even with the help of professionals, they still couldn't resist nature. Because of this rainstorm, the slaves couldn't work. Now they are all taken into custody and sent guards to slow down the epidemic.

In February, the weather is bad and there are many heavy snow seasons. At the same time, due to the energy invasion, the snowstorm here is often accompanied by the cold current climate.

Like now.

A gust of wind raged around, and the branches were broken from time to time, just like someone in the void waving and chopping wildly with a cold knife.

The blizzard lasted a whole day.

The brick house built by Chen Feng became a wall to protect everyone. Because of the snowstorm, the whole camp was quiet.

The survivors hid in the house to avoid the snow. All the brick houses have been occupied. Perhaps because of the large number of people, they didn't seem as cold as they thought.

The newly recruited survivors are a little uneasy. They know that there are no free fruits in this world. Long before they came, they were divided into work tasks. This is the rule of order. As long as they are still active, they can't enjoy their success even if they are sewing.

The survivors are rubbing their hands. Whether it's shelter or food, they have a good impression here. When everyone is ready to work hard and obtain permanent residency, a blizzard completely drowned their motivation!

No labor means that they will become those roles who enjoy their success.

Is it possible to waste precious food for no reason?

People are ready for hunger. Maybe there is only one steamed bread a day, or even less, but for them, as long as they can live, this is enough.

However, this uneasy mood, under the impact of the big cake with the fragrance of wheat at noon, is completely broken. The order is fulfilling its original promise. Everyone, all residents who have not offended the punishment of order, will enjoy food subsidies. Blizzard is a special case. Even if they can't work, they still get the opportunity to enjoy [delicious food].

Although these big cakes were baked the day before and need hot water to swallow, this is enough for the survivors.

Order is not deceptive.

Even if they can't live a rich life, as long as there is food, it's enough. Really, their requirements are not high.

"Terrible climate!"

Maita looked up at the sky, stood beside Chen Feng, reached out and held his palm, and said slowly, "the grain harvest is very timely. As expected, it's getting colder and colder."

"Not only that, I'm afraid the land next year is not suitable for farming. If such weather often occurs, it may be difficult for seeds to survive."

Chen Feng nodded gently and said with a heavy expression, "I know."

"The real disaster has come. This snowstorm is just the beginning. With this cold air, the surrounding environment will change, not just the beginning of spring. This land will take one or even two years to recover. Do you know what this means?" Chen Feng's voice said with some vicissitudes.

Mata frowned slightly and said slowly, "it means that our food supply will be cut off!"

"I always think you can predict. If you didn't hoard so much food before, order would completely become a dead city!"

Speaking of this, the look in Mata's eyes at Chen Feng is obviously a little different, like emitting some kind of fine awn, accompanied by the color of reverence.

That's the fact. Mata took refuge in Chen Feng for some time. During this period, she has seen countless miracles created by Chen Feng, especially such natural disasters. He seems to be able to predict, and often starts layout months or even a year before the beginning of the disaster.

Like the current snowstorm, this heavy snow will affect the grain planting in the coming year. As early as the establishment of order, Chen Feng has begun to focus on planting. He does not hesitate to invest a lot of human and material resources and reserves grain almost as a madman. No one dares to suggest face-to-face, but there is no discussion behind it. After all, the reserve of grain is too large. How big is it? Just like a nest of ants, they have stored more than a dozen bags of rice and piled up grain like a hill, which can give people a feeling of fear.

Now, the arrival of this snowstorm makes everyone shut up. It's not that they don't want to say, but that they can't say it.

Barren land, land without food, millions of people and mountains of food are unusual. They are lamenting that without Chen Feng's arbitrariness, order will usher in the largest and most terrible disaster.

Chen Feng turned and looked at her, reached out his hand and took maita's delicate body into his arms, and said in a deep voice, "this is just a means to prepare for a rainy day!"

Even though Mata has become his own woman, Chen Feng has never thought of telling each other about his rebirth. From a certain starting point, Chen Feng does not intend to disclose it to anyone. After all, this is too shocking. It is not only the human world, but also other dimensions.

"Whenever and wherever, we need to plan ahead."

"Unless I really have the power of the gods, I can't stop the snowstorm!"

"Nature is mysterious!"

"If I don't have the ability to change days and land, I'd better follow the trend."

As a half elf, Mata has a natural view of nature. She knows the horror of nature. She nodded gently and leaned her head against Chen Feng's shoulder. Slowly said: "although you can't enter the sacred realm in a short time, I firmly believe that one day you will complete this dream."

This is not only Mata's wish, but also the hope of all people in order. All people living in this land know where their safety and final belonging point come from.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I believe it, too."

"As for the current situation, as long as there is food and stable shelter, the residents will be fine. However, it's our neighbors' turn to suffer. After all, this is only the beginning of the cold current, not the end."

Chen Feng stood under the eaves and looked at the sky. His eyes seemed to pass through the space and see more things.

It was a mysterious power. There was the power he needed.

Only God can be truly free and easy.