Creating a Sandbox World Chapter 112: A fire in winter

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It's snowing.

The fluttering snow fell from the high sky, silently, covering the mountains, rivers, towns, streets... everything.

In a blink of an eye, the world outside the glass is already white.

Along with this came the temperature that quickly dropped.

Under the dual blessing of objectivity and subjectivity, the customers in the store had a cold war almost at the same time, and then subconsciously picked up the cotton-padded clothes beside them, their eyes became more and more frightened.

Amid the noise, a few of the loudest guests opened the door together and rushed to the direction of the government affairs office. Some people didn't know whether to follow, but just stood there.

"Goodbye, hurry up and pack things." Hathaway finished the hot drink in front of her and put on her cotton-padded coat, scarf, and hat again-although she is not afraid of the cold at all, but in order to avoid appearing Special, always used to wear it.

After finishing this, she took out two banknotes from her purse and handed them to the owner of the shop who was smiling very kindly.

"Miss Lena, do you think this is true too?"

The latter held a clean rag tightly in his hand, looking nervous.

"I can only say, trust the government." Hathaway said in a calm tone, "Bring all the identification documents. There is no need to bring more clothes and the like. They will be issued uniformly at that time."

The latter was stunned, and immediately seemed to taste something:

"Lina...you know in advance, right? I mean the news?"

Hathaway pursed her lips, said nothing, turned around, and pushed out the door under the owner's gaze that wanted to stop but hesitated.

"Hoo...Hoo..."

On the streets, goose feathers and heavy snow fell. If it used to be, the weather would not have been too cold, but today it is extremely abnormal.

The chill is like nails, piercing from all directions, making people inevitable.

The number of vehicles and pedestrians on the street has obviously increased. She clearly saw a figure running out of the shops on both sides of the street, exclaiming, and then wrapped in clothes and started running in the cold.

Or get into the same cold car, try to return home, or find relatives and friends.

In this era, landline telephones have not yet become popular, and TV sets are still a rarity. National news broadcasting is almost the most authoritative and widest communication channel in people’s minds.

Adding to the fact that there is no illusory precedent in the history of the "trivial disaster", at this moment, when the four countries simultaneously issued warnings across the territory, the news of the imminent disaster was revealed to the public through that invisible signal. This What brought was a logical panic.

"Crunch...Crunch..." Hathaway walked slowly on the street. I don’t know when, under her feet, there was the sound of squeezing the snow. The cold wind swept through, the heavy snow was blowing, and her body was also fast. It was covered with a thick layer.

However, she was still walking endlessly, unhurriedly, watching everything in her vision with a pair of waveless eyes.

"Didi...Didi..." The car on the road made a rapid horn sound, and a puff of steam quickly condensed into ice as soon as it sprayed out of the exhaust pipe.

Pedestrians passed by her against the wind and snow, no one had extra attention to others, and the whole town was filled with tension and depression.

At some point, she stopped and found that she had come to the opposite side of the government affairs office.

Across the street, she saw that the entrance of the towering small building was already crowded with anxious people, densely packed, noisy, and noisy, seeming to be verifying the authenticity of the information.

At the entrance of the government affairs hall, several similarly wrapped officials used loudspeakers to continue to talk and repeat words similar to those in the news station, but they drew even greater noise from the angry people.

"...Please hurry up, go back home, bring your ID, and wait for the government's next arrangement...According to the country's emergency avoidance decree, we are the first group to transfer!

At the latest tomorrow, all citizens will be transferred to safe areas by government special trains in batches to avoid supernatural storms! Please everyone as soon as possible..."

In the fluttering wind and snow, the voices of the officials also seemed not so real, as if they were right in their ears, and as if they were far away.

Hathaway stood quietly across the street, staring at everything.

I watched the distressed officials hand in their shifts, preached, came to inquire, the noisy crowd scattered, came and scattered...

Seeing every citizen, squeezing in the crowd dumbly, raising their necks, then squeezing out under persuasion, holding their hats, and leaving in a daze.

At this moment, Hathaway suddenly realized that it was a microcosm of countless places on the whole continent at this moment.

The people of the three kingdoms need to move, and the people of the Southern Continent do the same.

In the face of this unexpected disaster, different people will have different reactions.

Thinking about it, she took out a camera from her backpack, used her fingers that were not frozen, to manipulate it skillfully, then aimed at this scene and pressed the shutter.

"Crack!"

An image was added to the photosensitive film immediately.

Then she turned around and continued along the street, slowly moving forward.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the sense of time begins to blur. Before you know it, the sky has darkened, and it has reached night.

Tonight's seaside city is exceptionally bright and "lively". As far as I can see, every house is lit and restless.

One car

A snowplow truck mobilized by the government rushed along the main road to clear the snow from the ground. At the same time, the large speakers fixed on the truck repeatedly played emergency escape orders.

The loud sound raged across the city, and it didn't stop all night.

In fact, people are not unfamiliar with "emergency avoidance". In the past century, the four countries have continued to promote the "trivial disaster" so that people will not forget it. At the same time, they organize regular avoidance exercises every year. .

Almost everyone knows what to do under fierce publicity, but the exercise is ultimately different from the real one.

When disasters that only exist in propaganda and history suddenly strike, no one can remain absolutely calm.

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After night fell, Hathaway simply chose to follow a snow shovel, and found that in the middle of the night, the number of private cars on the road suddenly increased.

They drove out of houses, their headlights on looked very hazy in the snow.

Through the car window, you can see that it is full of objects, and people, men, women, children, and elderly people are crowded in the car, packed in large and small suitcases, walking along nervously and in fear Highway, heading southeast.

There has been a message in the town that the transferred personnel will first arrive at the Port of Wintershire and then "board" and leave.

Most people will be transferred by rail according to the designated batches, but the train seems to have a limit on the weight of materials carried by each person, and batches are also an important problem.

Therefore, driven by some wild rumors, many people who knew the location of the transfer in advance simply drove to the Port of Winter.

Hathaway stood on the spire of the town church, silently overlooking the city from this angle, witnessing those vehicles piercing the night and fleeing, she was not sure whether this decision was wise, after all, such a heavy snowstorm, once blocked On the road, it will slow down the transfer progress.

In addition, even if you arrive at the port, if you use a ship for sea transportation, you will also be restricted from carrying items. After all, the priority of people is always more important than items...

However, considering that the "Observator" has promised that he will solve the problem in this regard, it seems...indeterminate.

What method will the observer use?

All Hathaway can think of is that the unimaginable supernatural power that originated from the gods suddenly creates more ships?

Or a large-scale flying spell?

I wondered boredly, before she knew it, she sat on the church steeple all night.

At dawn the next day, the streets of the town were covered with tire marks, and there were fewer private cars, but the government's special cars arrived as scheduled.

"Boom..." When the huge dark-green troop truck came in from outside the city, with the help of government officials, soldiers with guns knocked on the doors on both sides of the street in the northern city.

This scene seems to be stressful, and the message they convey is even more disturbing.

"Please cooperate with us, get in the car immediately and move to avoid danger." When the bewildered people opened the door, they faced the cold stranger and the truck waiting outside.

Most people chose to cooperate, but there were also many conflicts.

Hathaway saw with her own eyes some townspeople arguing with government officials in order to carry a few more boxes, even fighting, and seeing someone blocking the door, no matter what orders outside, they refused to open, and some people said loudly that they were everywhere. Not to go, even shouting loudly, saying that this is a lie of the government, a violent action in order to plunder their private property...

She originally thought the government would choose to persuade or take it away. However, in the face of those who are determined and uncooperative, they really ignore it...

This made Hathaway stunned for a few seconds, and then realized that this might be the cruel part of the coming winter.

The polar storm is spreading at a terrifying speed. The time wasted for a resister can save more people. Obviously, the "young" king of Espen has made the most efficient and coldest decision.

Hathaway fell silent, and in the silence, trucks full of citizens and belongings drove out of the area rumblingly, transporting people to the railway station, or rushing to the Port of Winter by road.

Only this very quiet city is standing here.

She thought for a while, and her figure floated down, and she came to the door of a determined townsman and rang the doorbell.

"I said! Fuck off! Don't want me to leave my home!!" A somewhat thin old man slammed the door open~IndoMTL.com~ shouted loudly, and immediately, he saw the sea outside the door After Servi, he was obviously taken aback.

"Now, bring your ID and rush to the train station immediately. There is still time." Hathaway said seriously.

"Who do you think you are? I tell you, no one...no one can let me lose my house...no one..."

The next second, the excited old man only saw the mysterious woman in front of him raise her hand and snap her finger lightly.

Then, if he turned his head consciously and looked behind him, he saw that the old house burned abruptly, illuminating the world full of snow.

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Li Shanwu Hall, in the study.

Using the "zoom" function, Lin Tuo, who overlooked the town of Winter County, was suddenly taken aback, and saw a small, magical, bright fire.

On this gray, cold ground, it is very eye-catching.