Rebirth after the end of the world: Start hoarding one billion supplies

Director Chen didn't take Xia Lu's words to heart, but Xia Lu was already prepared to face the end.

He was sitting on the sofa, and the fire was burning brightly in the fireplace.

He checked it out again and felt that he had prepared everything that needed to be prepared. Then he sent bodyguards to pick up the Yu family and his daughter.

On the phone, Yu Chengguang's voice became more subdued and he kept thanking Xia Lu: "Fortunately, Mr.

It’s almost freezing and I’m catching a cold.”

"Don't worry, since I said I would help you, I will definitely not break my promise. The weather will only become more and more abnormal in the future, so you can just stay with me with peace of mind."

"Hey! Thank you Mr. Xia, thank you Mr. Xia!"

When Yu Chengguang said this, he was full of gratitude and even spoke a little incoherently: "Mr. Xia, don't worry, we will definitely repay your kindness in the future!"

"There's no need to be so exaggerated."

The corner of Xia Lu's mouth twitched. If those people in the previous life saw such a humble "butcher" who made them frightened, they would definitely be shocked to death, right?

"Mr. Xia, if you don't let us repay you, we will feel uneasy!"

"You don't have to do this. If I need you in the future, I will naturally find you."

After Xia Lu finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He looked at the phone blankly for a long time, hesitated, and finally made a call to Bai Sijun.

Bai Siyun was still working at home when she received the call: "Xia Lu?"

"Well, it's me."

"What's the matter with you?"

Even when answering the phone, Bai Sijun's eyes never left the document in her hand, but probably because of the previous life-saving grace, her tone of voice when talking to Xia Lu was much better now.

Xia Lu swallowed his throat and felt a little nervous for a moment: "Si, cough, Bai Siyun, don't you think the snow is a bit strange this time?"

"Yes, but it's not uncommon for heavy snowfall in June. I remember there was hail in June the year before last. What happened?"

"Bai Siyun, the snow this time is different from the hail the year before. I want you to come stay with me first so that you can escape the snowstorm."

The news about Xia Lu's crazy renovation of the house during this period spread throughout the upper class circles. Bai Sijun, as the future successor of the Bai family, naturally heard about it. She said with a smile: "Are you talking about your castle?"

"Um."

"No, Xia Lu, I think you are overthinking it. The snow this time is just a little strange, but there are so many abnormal weather conditions, you don't have to scare yourself."

Bai Sijun spoke earnestly and thoughtfully, but Xia Lu smiled bitterly, feeling that he had something to say that he couldn't say. He also wanted to hang up the phone and ignore Bai Sijun, but for him, Bai Sijun was an obsession in his heart.

Xia Lu thought of this, took a deep breath, and said patiently: "Bai Siyun, I'm not kidding. The snow is even heavier than in previous winters. There is a vision in the sky, and something big will happen. I hope you are well."

These words made Bai Sijun's heart beat hard. She had to admit that she was indeed moved by these words, but she still felt that Xia Lu was worrying unfoundedly.

Bai Siyun didn't take it seriously and said, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. You are talking as if the end is coming."

In fact, the end is really coming.

Xia Lu silently replied in his heart. Seeing that Bai Siyun still refused to believe it, he had no choice but to sigh and hang up the phone without saying a word.

In the blink of an eye, the three days that Director Chen mentioned have passed, but the heavy snow shows no sign of stopping and instead gets heavier.

Director Chen stood in front of the window, worried: "It's been snowing for three days, why hasn't it stopped? What do the people from the Meteorological Bureau do for food?"

"Old Chen, it's useless for you to say this now. It's snowing and people from the Meteorological Bureau can't go there. They're here to eat."

"Can't eat it."

Director Chen waved his hand and suddenly answered a phone call. As soon as the call was connected, his expression changed: "What? Oh okay! Okay! I'll notify you right away!"

Director Chen hung up the phone and looked at his wife with a sullen face. He said in a serious tone: "Someone from the Meteorological Bureau called just now and said that the snow may last for a long time, and it has snowed in other countries one after another.

"

"ah?"

When Mrs. Chen heard this, she quickly asked Director Chen to go to work.

Director Chen was standing at the door wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, looking at the endless white snow outside, and couldn't help but open his mouth.

He was in a daze for a while, then suddenly slapped his head and cursed: "I forgot all about it. Now that the road is blocked by heavy snow, it's useless for me to come out!"

The impact of snow disasters is not considered when roads in most areas are built. After all, common sense suggests that many will never be at risk of snow disasters.

Today, the mature urban transportation system suddenly becomes extremely vulnerable in the face of sudden snow disasters.

There is no way to hold meetings offline, so they can only hold online meetings to discuss solutions.

The group discussed for a long time and finally decided to issue a weather warning first. However, due to heavy snowfall and road closures, they had no way to go back to the Meteorological Bureau. They could only issue a warning on the platform for the time being and bought themselves a hot search.

For a time, people who got the news started to curse in the comment area.

"How on earth does the Meteorological Bureau do things? If the snot reaches your mouth, you know how to get rid of it? Now that the heavy snow has blocked all the roads, you come here to issue a warning, isn't it a bit too late?"

"I'm really convinced. How many people have frozen to death outside? Are you just posting it now?"

"Can you be faster next time? Every time you predict the weather, you are the most inaccurate!"

Xia Lu also saw this hot search and was scrolling through the comments. He saw someone in the comment area asking the Meteorological Bureau to hurry up next time. He couldn't help but feel complicated: There will be no next time. After this time passes, it will be the end.

Xia Lu refreshed his mobile phone and found that in addition to the cold warning that had been on the top of the hot search list for a long time, there was also "the country distributes free supplies" at the front, and the comments below were full of praise and expectation.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuori; I know that the country has not given up on us! I have already received supplies, including warm clothes and some food, which is not bad."

"Our community has also posted it. I even took photos and it is on the homepage."

For a while, comments came one after another. Just when Xia Lu was looking at it in fascination, a bodyguard suddenly came over and said hurriedly: "Master, someone outside said they were here to deliver supplies."

Are the supplies delivered here?

Xia Lu raised his eyebrows. This was a villa area, so naturally there were properties. Accordingly, supplies were delivered.

"Master, are we?"

Seeing that Xia Lu was silent, the bodyguard couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Xia Lu was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "Huh? Let them give the supplies to those in need. The Xia family is not short of these things. These things can save one by one."