Once the snowstorm sweeps over, I am afraid that I will be frozen and sick when I huddle in the house.

The most terrible cold does not erode from the outside world, but from the bones!

That kind of cold can be said to be from the inside out, and no matter how much clothes you wear, it is useless.

In order to prevent cold, Luo Ji also tried his best.

While constantly issuing announcements to remind the people of the civilization of the world to make psychological preparations and warm measures in advance.

It is also required to add 'ginger soup' to three meals a day to ward off the cold.

In addition to this, resource mobilization is a top priority.

When the time comes, the snowstorm will sweep over, and the roads will be closed by heavy snow, and it will be difficult to mobilize resources between the cities.

So, he had to get ahead of it.

It is necessary to fill the material warehouses of the cities of the Ten Thousand Realms Civilization with enough coal and food resources in advance.

"Lu Yang, you can help me think about anything else missing."

Luo Ji, who was leaning on his office chair, rubbed his eyebrows and asked.

Hearing this, Lu Yang quickly flipped through the notebook in his hand.

The book contained two pages of all the orders that had been sent from the council hall in the last two days.

Looking at the orders one by one, Lu Yang had to praise Luo Ji for being thoughtful, and it could be said that he had thought of all aspects of things.

After confirming it seriously, he only listened to Lu Yang speak slowly......

"Returning to Your Majesty, Weichen believes that Your Majesty has arranged all the things that can be done, and it can be said that the personnel have been exhausted."

"Did you just listen to the fate of heaven?"

Hearing this, Luo Ji exhaled a long breath.

For the severe cold, Luo Ji was afraid in his heart, he had experienced such hell after all.

Looking back on that time, when he was just a tribal leader, he lived every day like a year.

People are getting sick all the time, and people are getting hurt and dying every day!

Let him be tortured mentally at that time!

Keep telling yourself in your heart that there is no problem.

Today, he is no longer what he used to be.

An entire civilization of the Ten Thousand Worlds has built brick houses that can withstand the erosion of cold winds.

I also have warm winter clothes.

and large quantities of coal and food resources.

At the same time, the medical industry is also developing decently.

Even in the event of an outbreak of influenza and infectious diseases, he has the ability to deal with it!

Gradually, Luo Ji's tense nerves eased slightly.

That's right, he can make it.

What about the blizzard?

In the face of his well-developed facilities and abundant resources, even if a snowstorm sweeps over, he can hold on!

Just when Luo Ji was thinking like this, Zhou Cang, who was sent by him to Baihe City to bring people two days ago, walked in quickly......

"Humble Zhou Cang, see Your Majesty."

Luo Ji, who was leaning on the office chair, slowly opened his eyes.

"Brought back?"

"Back to Your Majesty, I have already asked him to wait in the Audience Palace."

Hearing this, Luo Ji nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Zhou Cang, who was a little tired between his eyebrows, and only listened to him speak slowly......

"It's hard for you to go back and forth this time, give you a day off and go back to rest."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, and retire from your humble position."

After watching Zhou Cang retreat, Luo Ji turned his head to look at Jie Zichuan on the side.

"Jie Zichuan, go and summon Ciel."

This high priest is, after all, a member of their Winter tribe.

Considering the situation of all parties, Luo Ji felt that it was more convenient to call Ciel, the leader, over.

People arrived quickly.

Inside the hall, Luo Ji, who was sitting on the throne, looked condescendingly at the so-called high priest below.

To be honest, he was much younger than he expected.

I thought it was an old man with a gray beard.

As a result, at a glance, the age is about forty years old.

"You're the High Priestess of the Winter Clan?"

Luo Ji asked, and quickly clicked on the high priest's attribute panel.

The name of this high priest was Godot.

But that's not the point, Luo Ji's gaze swept all the way down.

Soon, his guess was confirmed.

This high priest named Godot really has the skill of 'weather observation'!

This guy knew that a blizzard was coming, and it wasn't a bullshit prediction at all, but he sensed a change in the weather!

For a civilization, if Luo Ji can know in advance when there will be heavy snowfall, when there will be heavy rain, and when there will be typhoons, these climate information is undoubtedly very important.

Because if he knows in advance, he can prepare in advance.

In this way, there is no doubt that this Godot is an important talent.

However, as the high priest of the Winter tribe.

The other party's original position is undoubtedly transcendent.

Even Hill, as the leader, has to respect him a little.

In this way, facing Luo Ji at this time, this guy also looks like an old god.

The same is true when names are published.

This is not good, Luo Ji has always hated this kind of guy who relies on the old and sells the old.

Even though this guy isn't that old, he has an aura all over his body.

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Ji suddenly had an idea.

"Godot, I ask you, how did you sense that a blizzard was coming?"

Although I know that the other party has the skill of 'meteorological observation', meteorological observation also has to have a routine.

For example, look at the direction of the wind, the change of clouds, the humidity of the air, and so on.

Anyway, it can't be a guess.

As long as Godot is sure that he has the experience and ability to observe the weather, it means that he can also teach these skills to others.

When the time comes, won't he, the civilization of the Ten Thousand Worlds, be able to cultivate talents in this area?

But this Godot is clearly not honest.

At this time, he also completely put on that posture of pretending to be a ghost......

"A foreshadowing of the god of wind and snow, of course! As a high priest and the spokesperson of the gods, I will naturally be protected by the god of wind and snow! ”

Hearing this, Luo Ji showed a hint of a smile on his face.

Then I saw him rise from the throne unhurriedly.

Then he pulled out the bronze war knife on He Liang's waist with a 'Zheng', and walked towards Godot step by step.

This sudden move made Godot's heart, which had been talking eloquently a moment ago, jump.

The steps under his feet were even more uncontrollably two steps back.

And Hill, who was standing on the side, also widened her eyes, and she said that she was a little unbelievable about Luo Ji's actions.

"What do you—what do you want to do? I am the chosen high priest of the gods, representing the god of wind and snow, and if you hurt me, the gods will be angry and will send down heavenly punishment! Did you see the natural disasters that swept over from outside? That's the proof ......"

Looking at Godot, who was stubble, Luo Ji suddenly shouted angrily after laughing, "Why don't you come with me for this!" ”

"You say you have the god of wind and snow in your cover, right? Okay! ”

As he spoke, Luo Ji, who had already walked in front of Godot, raised the bronze war knife in his hand......

"I'll cut you right now, I want to see if the god of wind and snow in your mouth can save your life from my knife!"

After comprehending the meaning of these words from Jie Zichuan's mouth, Godot's entire face instantly turned pale.

Just when he was thinking about whether the other party was bluffing, the bronze war knife in Luo Ji's hand had already swung directly towards him.

Godot, who was barely maintaining a standing posture, was so frightened that his legs weakened on the spot, and the whole person puffed, kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands, and at the same time quickly shouted two barbarian words that Luo Ji didn't understand at all.

But even if he didn't understand, Luo Ji at this moment knew that the other party was begging for mercy.

The bronze war knife stopped in time for the last moment.

Looking at Godot, who kept holding his head and begging for mercy, Luo Ji sneered......

"Now you understand? Here, God says it doesn't count, I have the final say. ”

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