Song Zheng sat in the captain's seat, looking confused. Bayi Chinese ≤≈=.≈8≠1≥Z≥≈.≤C≥OM

"What the hell is this? It can't stop raining?"

Of course, the rain could have stopped, but it didn't fall two or three drops, and it stopped without anyone else noticing.

In nature, this kind of rain happens. But for a dungeon, it's not so simple to make a rain. It is necessary to mobilize water vapor, adjust the temperature difference, consume energy, and there are many systems running at the same time, so it is impossible to say that it is turned off immediately after two seconds of starting. That will cause a lot of wear and tear on the system and hurt the life expectancy.

So in the setting, it directly restricts the kind of weather changes that can be turned off before anyone is present. The weakest thing is that it has to be completely rained to make people feel the change and know that it has rained before it can be reversed.

Only after obtaining the permission to change the underlying design of the spacecraft and modifying the permission restrictions, can he manipulate it as he pleases, and with Song Zheng still in the initial stage of exploring the basic functions, it is obvious that he cannot get in touch with the underlying design so deeply.

As a result, rain could not be avoided, and Song Zheng could only sit on a chair.

It is obviously an underground metal city, and it has never had a change in weather temperature, and if it suddenly rains, it will definitely cause the residents to shake. The thin monkey and the committee will definitely ask, how to round things up without exposing the cockpit, Song Zheng suddenly felt a headache.

It's easy to make up nonsense, but it's not easy to make it up so that people won't doubt it, and if there is a strong logical nonsense.

Song Zheng was meditating here, and there was already a restlessness in the dungeon because of the sudden change in weather.

It's just that it was completely different from what Song Zheng thought, the residents of the dungeon did not panic inexplicably because of the rain that should not have occurred, but instead ran out of their homes and places of work, ran out onto the street, and raised their faces to welcome the rain. All of them had smiles on their faces. The children jumped and screamed, and the adults didn't care. Some people even took out a container to catch the rainwater, took it and poured it directly into their mouths, smacked their lips after drinking, and shared it with others very happily......

Song Zheng was thinking about how to fulfill his lie, when the beetle on his clothes lit up, and Ye Ling's voice came.

"President, why is it raining? Everyone is so happy!"

"What's the rice?" Song Zheng stood up from his seat abruptly, looking confused, "Tell me quickly, what's going on!"

Listening to Ye Ling laughing and talking about everyone's reactions, Song Zheng secretly took a long breath, and at the same time didn't come back for a long time. After thinking about it for a while, he finally figured out why the painting style was different from what he had expected.

It was he who underestimated people's affinity for nature.

Most of the inhabitants of the dungeon come from a gathering place located underground, and since the end of the world, they have taken refuge in the underground civil air defense project, and rarely return to the surface. And in the last days, the environment is changing, and the rain is either bloody or virus-bearing, and every rain represents danger and trouble. Even when it rains, there is no chance to go out in search of food, and you will either starve to death or risk going out and never come back. All this has caused the residents to have a very bad sense of things like rain. Before the end of the world, rain was a normal natural phenomenon, forming two extreme contradictions. I longed for rain, but I definitely didn't want the rain in the last days.

Now it is raining in the dungeon, and it is still very pure rain, even better than the rain that was polluted by industrial exhaust and dust before the end of the world, which naturally aroused the memories of the residents, and made them happy and excited.

After figuring this out, Song Zheng was obviously relieved, and he also thought of how to explain it.

Since everyone is happy, then the concern about the reason is not the attitude of dwelling on the end, as long as there is a reasonable reason, everyone will accept it.

This is human nature, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, when encountering bad things, they want to get to the bottom of it to correct, and when they encounter good things, people are more happy to enjoy it, rather than going to the root of the matter to study the root cause of good things.

And without the residents' push, just dealing with the committee, Song Zheng believes that with his prestige it would not be difficult.

Sure enough, the thin monkey also found Ye Ling over there, and contacted him to ask the reason.

Song Zheng pushed the reason to the functional plant, saying that it was exchanged for a disposable water recycling plant, so he experimented with it, but because it is more expensive, the temporary demand is not necessary, and it is difficult to say when the next exchange will be. After that, he also asked the thin monkey to cherish the opportunity of the rain and go out to feel the clean rain again. Then they hung up the communication between them.

It was originally a wave of mistakes of his own, but he got a good result. Song Zheng was in a happy mood, feeling cute, his brain became much more flexible, and he had a lot of sudden inspiration for the text recognition of the King Kong Titan. It didn't take long for the basic environment change function to be recognized.

Standing up from the captain's seat and stretching, Song Zheng looked around.

"Almost, let's get here today. Go home!"

Leaving the cockpit, closing the hatch, and hiding it, Song Zheng left the closed urban area and returned to the urban area that has been opened up now.

Since everyone likes to rain, Song Zheng also adjusted the situation and set the rain as a light rain that lasted for three hours. Not too much, and long-lasting enough for people to release their emotions without wasting too much water.

When Song Zheng walked home, he didn't know that in his home, in Li Wanru's meditation study, Li Wanru had already stood up from the yoga mat with a face full of surprise.

She stretched out her hand, and a small bubble hovered above her palm, and as she manipulated it, the bubble slowly grew larger, and finally it was able to wrap her whole body.

Li Wanru was in the blister, touching here, touching there, beating with her fists, kicking twice, like a little girl.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the key opening the door, Li Wanru hurriedly put away the blisters. The beautiful big eyes turned, and sneaked to the door of the room, pinching a blister in his hand.

Song Zheng pushed open the door and walked in.

Li Wanru smiled at him, and then stuffed the blister into Song Zheng's neck when he turned around and closed the door while he was not paying attention.

Song Zheng screamed, and hurriedly reached out and inserted it into his clothes and touched it.

Li Wanru had already run away giggling.

Smiled helplessly and shook his head. Tonight's rain seems to have added a lot of vitality to the entire base, and even Li Wanru has been affected.