It was 11 o'clock at night. The Special Operation Team (Firearms Unit) had returned one after another and brought back the news from the three cities around Hope City.
The situation there was not good, but it was not bad either.
The three cities still maintained basic order and there were no serious disturbances. Moreover, the leaders of the three cities expressed their willingness to obey the leadership of Hope City after understanding the current situation.
This was not out of Luo Yuan's expectation. First, Hope City was a strategic city in the reconstruction area. If it was a first-tier city like Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou before the apocalypse, its status would naturally be higher than a normal city.
Secondly, even if they were ambitious, there was nothing they could do in such a cruel situation. They could only wait for death.
It was not easy to survive the nuclear winter. Without the help of Hope City, the three cities would fall into hell within half a month.
"I wonder how many more days these three cities can hold out for?"
Luo Yuan frowned as he waited for Lin Feiyan who was the last to return to the office.
Everything needed time. Whether it was the reconstruction of the spaceship or the rescue of the three cities, they could not be completed in a short period of time. How many people would have to be sacrificed to move all the humans onto the spaceship?
Luo Yuan sighed. Not only did he gain power in his position, but he also had to bear a heavy burden. Every day he delayed, he would have to pay with countless lives.
At this moment, the phone on the table rang. Luo Yuan picked it up.
"Mayor, Deputy Mayor Bi wants to report the situation to you." Secretary Cheng Guanghui said respectfully through the intercom.
"Come in!" Luo Yuan hung up the phone.
Not long after, Bi Jianping walked in quickly.
"Mayor, all the personnel and resources are ready. We can board the spaceship at any time!" He handed a document to Luo Yuan and said excitedly.
Since the disaster, he had not slept for two days and one night. His face was haggard and pale, and even his clothes were dirty and covered with dust.
In fact, this was the norm for all the government personnel. Time was a race against time for Hope City. There were countless tasks that could not be delayed. Almost everyone was working around the clock.
Fortunately, in the post-apocalyptic world, even the ordinary people's physique was several times stronger than before. They could still barely hold on, but they would not be able to hold on for long. If they did not rest, perhaps the government would be paralyzed.
Looking at his haggard face, Luo Yuan did not try to persuade him. He took the document and flipped through it quickly before putting it on the table. He looked up and asked, "Is the wind down?"
"I just tested it half an hour ago. The wind is only at Level 5, and the visibility is up to 10 meters, but the temperature has dropped to minus 40 degrees Celsius," Bi Jianping said. The strong wind outside was caused by the explosion of the antimatter bomb. It could not last for long, but the dust that was stirred up could stay in the atmosphere for a long time.
"It's getting cold too fast!" Luo Yuan frowned and said helplessly, "Let's not talk about this now. Since everything is ready, let's start the migration!"
Luo Yuan put the document into the filing cabinet and stood up. Both of them walked out of the office one after another.
There were a total of 50,000 people in the advance migration this time. Most of them were researchers and mechanical engineers. There were very few ordinary workers, about 8,000 of them. At the same time, there were 500 military and police officers and more than 600 logistical service personnel, as well as a large amount of food and supplies.
As the artificial intelligence system of the spaceship was disconnected from the production area, automated production could not be carried out. The early migration personnel had to figure out the working mode of the various factories in the production area so that the factories could start working again and produce the materials needed to rebuild the spaceship.
After all, to accommodate five to six million people in the spaceship, the buildings needed to be around 70 stories high. Moreover, the spaceship was not on land. No matter if it was accelerating or decelerating, there would be a force, so the strength of the materials needed was extremely high.
Moreover, the deck of the spaceship could not be used as a foundation. Regardless of whether it was concrete or mutated wood, it was not suitable. In order to ensure the safety of the buildings and the stability of the structure of the spaceship, it had to be made of metal and glued to the upper and lower deck of the living area to form a supporting structure.
Not only did it require a large amount of steel, but it also required a large amount of metal processing machines and construction machinery. With the productivity of Hope City, it was undoubtedly a huge project. Even if all the machinery and workers in Hope City were to be moved to the spaceship, it would take at least one to two years to complete the project.
However, it would be too late in one to two years. Humans could not wait that long.
Their only hope now was the advanced factories of the Glassians.
"Have you really decided to stay on the spaceship?" Luo Yuan suddenly asked while they were walking.
Bi Jianping stopped in his tracks when he heard this. His heart skipped a beat and sweat appeared on his forehead. He suddenly realized that he was not only the deputy mayor of Hope City, but also the number two leader of the reconstruction area.
He had been too reckless as he had volunteered to stay on the spaceship during the previous meeting.
After all, this was an unimaginably high-tech spaceship. Whoever controlled this spaceship would have supreme power. No matter who it was, no matter which authority it was, in the face of such a strategic killing weapon, they would be suspicious.
He quickly organized his words and said respectfully, "Mayor, I think I'm not suitable. Do you have any suggestions?"
Luo Yuan waved his hand, "It's not suitable or not. I'll be relieved if you go."
He was just chatting casually but he did not expect Bi Jianping to be so nervous. He was the person with the highest authority in the spaceship, there was nothing for him to be worried about.
However, Bi Jianping was not. After all, it was hard to predict a person's mind. He thought about it and said respectfully, "There are up to 50,000 people migrating this time. I think it would be inappropriate to have 500 military and police officers on the spaceship. I suggest we send a member of the special operation team to stay on the spaceship."
"What do you recommend?" Luo Yuan knew what he was thinking and did not reject him.
"Fang Peibin!"
"That's settled then."
Bi Jianping was relieved. When he came back to his senses, he realized that there was a chill on his back.
...
At midnight, a long line of people rushed out of Hope City.
The cold wind was blowing and the crowd could not help but shiver. Warm clothing was still a big problem in Hope City. Everyone was wearing clothes that could keep them warm, some even wrapped themselves in blankets. Even so, they could still feel the bone-chilling coldness outside.
Cold, it was too cold. The cold wind was almost drilling into their bones.
As the wind was not blowing as crazily as before, the sand had been stuck together under the extreme cold. It was as hard as a rock. Ice crystals could be seen hanging down from some of the sand dunes.
The Ice Age was coming.
...
Luo Yuan walked in front of the team. His clothes were still thin as if the extreme cold did not exist. He warned Fang Peibin, "You will be promoted to the temporary Deputy Chief of the Police Station. This is a test and an opportunity for you. It depends on whether you can grasp it or not. If you can't do a good job, even if you are my disciple, I will remove you from the position."
"Master, I will do my best." Fang Peibin said seriously. He knew that this opportunity was all because of Luo Yuan's disciple. Otherwise, he would not have been able to take on such an important position.
In the past, the rank of colonel in the Firearms Bureau sounded nice, but in fact, it was just an honorary title. Even he himself didn't care about it. How could it be compared with an important position like the Deputy Chief of the Police Bureau? This was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When Bi Jianping looked for him, he immediately agreed without thinking.
"You're not young anymore. You need to change your temper and learn from others. You need to calm down and ask questions if you don't understand anything. There's nothing to be ashamed of," Luo Yuan said.
"I will remember that!" Fang Peibin said quickly.
Luo Yuan had high hopes for Fang Peibin. No one was born with abilities. As long as he focused on learning and had a good attitude, he would be able to adapt quickly. Moreover, he was an evolved person. His physical attributes were much better than ordinary people. With some training, he would become an elite.
"How's your knife skills recently?" Luo Yuan asked again.
"Master, I feel a little bit better recently. I can use the light of the knife sometimes, but I am not familiar with it yet." Fang Peibin said embarrassedly.
This time, Luo Yuan was a little surprised. This was the first time someone else besides him could use the light of the knife. Even someone as talented as Wang Shishi had not been able to condense her Will. This showed how crazy he had been during his daily practice.
He patted Fang Peibin and said, "Good job, but don't slack off. The strength of your Will is very important. You will understand in the future."
Fang Peibin was a little flattered. His respect for Luo Yuan faded a little. He looked at Luo Yuan, who had become like a small giant, and asked curiously, "Master, how did you become so tall?"
"Don't ask blindly!"
Seeing that Luo Yuan was a little unhappy, Fang Peibin was scared and did not dare to ask again.
After a while, he said, "Master, I met Director Chen yesterday. She seems to be not doing well recently."
Luo Yuan stopped walking and turned around. He said anxiously, "Director Chen, you mean Chen Xinjie? Is she in Hope City? "
Fang Peibin was confused. Wasn't Chen Xinjie his master's woman? Why did his master seem to know nothing about it?
"Yes, I saw her on the street yesterday. She did not look well and she had lost a lot of weight. When I called her sister-in-law, her smile was a little forced. Did something happen to her?"
If he called her sister-in-law, it would be strange if Chen Xinjie did not look well.
After Fang Peibin confirmed it, Luo Yuan could not help but feel a little emotional. He suddenly remembered the times when they were together. Her charming smile and the way she looked weak on the bed. The previous conflicts had disappeared with time and turned into deep nostalgia. He thought that Chen Xinjie had died in the disaster and did not dare to think about it. He did not expect that she had returned to Hope City.
"Do you know where she lives?" Luo Yuan asked quickly.
"No. 12, Fuxing Road!"
Luo Yuan quietly noted it down and prepared to go there when he had time.
Suddenly, there was a scream from the crowd. Not far away, there was a huge black object standing in the desert.
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