"Got it, baby." Mo Shiwei nodded and smiled.

She had a guess in her heart, this Shen Lang was very likely to be a real person and a player who participated in the game.

"Hmm." Shen Lang nodded, seemed to be a little depressed, and after telling Mo Shiwei, he turned around and drove.

"I'm leaving!"

"Goodbye, baby!"

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Back in the house, Mo Shiwei quickly took a shower, washed the clothes she was wearing today by the way, and was just about to go to bed to rest, when the lights in the house went dark instantly.

What's going on?

Mo Shiwei's first reaction was to call the landlord.

Doodoo .........

After a few calls, the phone was connected, and Mo Shiwei hurriedly asked.

"Auntie, why is there a power outage here?"

"I don't know, the owners of the community are also making trouble?"

"Okay."

Mo Shiwei heard that the landlord had no electricity, so she had to answer, and then hung up the phone.

She turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone, found the candles she had stockpiled two days ago under the bed, and took two to light them.

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A minute later, the landlord's aunt sent her a picture on WeChat.

Click on the picture, and there is a screenshot of the group chat, and the name of the group is the name of this community.

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[Zhang Xiumin, Building 301: What's the matter, why is there a power outage, my oven is still baking. 】

[Liu Yangyang, 602 Building 3: The wind outside is very loud, and the weather has been getting worse and worse recently. 】

[Wang Yibo, 401, Building 2: I have a piece of gossip here, saying that the wind blew off the telephone pole. 】

[Building 4 502 Monday first: You say, will Typhoon Dapeng come to us? 】

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Below the screenshot, the landlord sent a message to Mo Shiwei.

[Don't be afraid, it's just that the telephone pole is broken. It is estimated that tomorrow will call, you go to bed first. 】

Mo Shiwei replied, [Okay, Auntie. 】

She looked at the time, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and today was the eighth day of being here.

She clicked on the website that Shen Lang pushed to her, Fuyao Meteorological Bureau, and the reply time was prompted on it to check the weather conditions of the day.

Mo Shiwei began to reply according to the date she came, and then continued to record in the dim light of the candle.

Time wind

Level 1 on the first day

Level 2 the next day

Day 3 Level 3

Level 4 on the fourth day

Level 5 on the fifth day

Sixth day, six poles

Seven levels on the seventh day

Eight levels on the eighth day

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According to this law, tomorrow should be level nine, and it is estimated that the situation will be even more terrible than today.

She Baidu Baidu relevant information, the wind power is at most eighteen poles, and when it reaches the thirteenth level, it is already a devastating existence.

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If the disaster is really a gale, then she should find a way to live in a basement or semi-basement.

According to the online guidebook, these two places are the safest once a tornado comes.

It was imperative that she find a suitable shelter to escape the disaster.

It is described on the Internet that when the wind force is level 9, it is a gale force, at which time the roof may be blown away, the trees will be blown away, and the branches will be broken.

She could only try to find a suitable shelter tonight, and then move out tomorrow in the face of a ninth-strong wind.

Click on the homepage of the webpage, and the top few messages are about today's gale, and there are several so-called expert analyses on it.

There is also an official announcement on it, Mo Shiwei clicked in, and the notice explained that everyone does not need to be nervous, today is the time when the wind is the most rushed, and this situation will not occur later.