Song Jinhe woke up the next day and felt sore, after all, 1-4 had been soaked in sewage and silt, although it had been cleaned during the scorching heat, the ground was also uneven, and it was not very comfortable at all.

The rest of the survivors are okay, they are resting on the 16th floor, and now they can adapt quickly to living on the 3rd floor, but Song Jinhe feels that the more he rests, the more tired he becomes.

Cheng Qianhuai naturally knew her discomfort, and led the person to her to gently massage her.

He whispered in her ear: "Do we two want to go to the 4th floor and live separately from them?" That way you can also have a good night's rest. ”

Song Jinhe shook his head helplessly, and carefully tied his scattered hair into a neat ponytail.

"The room on the third floor has been deliberately cleaned to store weapons, and no matter how uncomfortable it is, it is stronger than the other floors.

Wait a minute, I'll quietly put two foam boards under the mattress, it should be better. ”

Cheng Qianhuai didn't continue to insist, concentrating on helping her relax her stiff muscles.

Song Jinhe's eyes moved to the residents of Building 3, everyone looked good, the temperature dropped a lot, and they rarely slept peacefully.

Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu stayed in the corner of the room, Jiang Xu was still unconscious, and Wen Qiao was carefully feeding him water with sugar in his mouth.

Replenish some energy, even if he passes out, it will make him feel better.

The hail outside the window fell intermittently overnight, and the iron sheets and wooden boards on the wall completely blocked out the hockey balls that could kill people, providing everyone with a relatively safe living space.

Song Jinhe stood up and went to the fifth floor, looking out through the smashed window.

The sky and the earth were covered with the black and gray of death, and there was no shadow of a living person in sight downstairs, and there was a slight coolness mixed with the smell of blood wafting in the air.

Cheng Qianhuai walked behind her and put a coat on her.

"Seeing that the sky should have changed again, the scorching heat may have passed, and mankind has ushered in a new disaster."

Song Jinhe listened to his words and was silent, but suddenly thought of a very important matter.

She hadn't paid attention to the situation in the space for a long time, and if the heat really passed, then the World Tree would drop a new fruit.

She returned to the 3rd floor with Cheng Qianhuai, lay down in her futon, and then her consciousness entered the space.

Cheng Qianhuai was beside her to help cover up and prevent anyone from coming to disturb her.

The space was still the same peaceful scene, Song Jinhe gently rubbed the bell's little head, handed it a piece of cooked chicken breast, and then walked to the World Tree.

A fiery red fruit fell alone at the root of the World Tree, indicating that the owner of the jade bracelet space had survived a new round of natural disasters.

Song Jinhe gently picked up the fruit, it turned into a streamer and sank into his eyebrows, followed by a familiar prompt sound.

[World Tree Upgrade Rewards.] 】

[1. Safety shield. It can be used in any enclosed space, and after use, the space will receive an 8-hour security period and a 48-hour cooldown period. 】

[2. Repair.] Can be used on any damaged item, after which the item will be restored to its original condition with a 10-day cooldown. 】

Looking at the latest World Tree upgrade reward, Song Jinhe was extremely excited.

None of the rewards are frivolous, and for her to survive in the last days, it is completely possible to improve her quality of life.

Satisfied, he went out of the space, and Song Jinhe just slept lightly in the eyes of the rest of the people.

Cheng Qianhuai helped her up and handed her a bag of biscuits from the backpack on the side.

After all, they are living with everyone, and they eat too well and are too conspicuous, so they can only mix with everyone, so that they will not be discovered.

Biscuits are not something difficult to swallow, Song Jinhe happily took them, tore open the packaging bag and began to send them to his mouth.

A big bite of biscuits, a small sip of water.

Although it is a little dry, it is indeed a very good choice to fill the stomach.

Everyone had lunch in a hurry and chatted happily in the dim environment.

It was their most relaxing and comfortable day after the summer fell.

There is no need to worry about food and water, and there is no need to worry about enemy attacks in this weather situation, and everyone is rarely relaxed.

Song Jinhe sat on the folding bench to rest, his nose was filled with the smell of dry mud, the sour smell of not taking a bath for a long time, and the smell of all kinds of stinky feet and sweat.

The doors and windows of the house are closed, and these smells are constantly fermenting in the house, and the smoker is dizzy, and he wants to faint on the spot.

Xu Qingkang didn't have much to do, patted the old radio in his hand, and carefully stuffed two new batteries into it.

He knows that in the last days when the signal is completely cut off, the radio is the only prop that understands the outside world.

In the past, he had to adjust the channel search signal every once in a while, but after a long time, he didn't have the heart to do so.

He had nothing to do today, so he leaned around the window and turned the knob on the radio with the light coming through the crack, and after a few minutes, there was a sudden sound of sizzling and blazing on the radio.

"What's the situation?"

"I'll go! Found a useful channel? ”

In the hearts of everyone who has not heard electronic products for a long time, these few sounds of electric current are like heavenly sounds, and in an instant, everyone gathered around Xu Qingkang, and their ears were pricked up to listen carefully to the sound inside.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai glanced at each other, and they were also very curious and squeezed into the crowd.

Everyone held their breath and their hearts beat faster.

"Zizi...... Survivor...... We've ...... Zizi ...... Safe Zone.

Name...... Multiply...... Please be serious...... Zizi. ”

The voice on the radio was intermittent, and it was impossible to hear what message was trying to convey.

But the word "safe zone" really got everyone excited.

What does this mean? It means that you can live in an area under official control, live without daily fear, and may even be reunited with your long-lost family.

The safe zone was the hope of the survivors, and many people in the house were sobbing and hugging their relatives and friends with excitement.

Xu Qingkang's excited hands were trembling, he continued to search for the signal, and the sound from the radio became clearer and smoother.

"Survivors, we have managed to establish four safe zones across the country.

Below are the names of the various safe zones and the cities in which they are located, so please listen carefully and keep them in mind.

Kyoto Safe Zone, located in Kyoto.

Qingzhi Safe Zone, located in Qingping.

Xiling Safety Zone, located in Ningzhou.

Longming Safety Zone, located in Yuanming.

A year has passed since you fought the natural disaster with your wisdom and ability, the safe zone has been successfully established, the basic facilities have been set up, and the survivors are welcome home. ”

The survivors in the room listened to this passage quietly, and even the men who were always smiling on weekdays couldn't help but shed tears.

Welcome the survivors home.

Welcome home.

Song Jinhe's eyes touched each other, and they were not as excited as others, but a little hesitant.