Volcanic ash covered the entire planet along with the hurricane.
The sun was about to disappear completely from this planet.
"With the arrival of the dust cloud, the last ray of sunlight on Earth will disappear completely. Unfortunately, we have no way to record what may be the last ray of sunlight of this century …" In the live broadcast on the mobile phone, a sweet-looking host was announcing the disappearance of the last ray of sunlight.
It was July 20th.
It had been 18 days since the construction of the first new city.
Liao Jingwei was in his dormitory. He was reading the news while he was resting.
'Sunlight …'
His expression was a little dazed.
It had only been 20 days. He would not forget what sunlight looked like. However, it was only at this moment that he realized that he and his descendants might never see sunlight again.
He would never have the chance to play basketball with his friends under the scorching sun again.
He suddenly felt a little sad.
"Old Liao, it's time to change shifts." Hu Tai walked in half-naked. "What are you looking at?"
"News." Liao Jingwei sighed. "There's no more sunlight on this planet."
"Sunlight? How can there be sunlight in a hurricane? "Hu Tai said casually. Then, he was stunned.
He finally realized what he meant.
Liao Jingwei was talking about the entire planet.
'The entire planet … has no more sunlight?'
"You're right. There's no more sunlight now." Liao Jingwei laughed self-deprecatingly. He stood up. "Get some rest. I'm going to work."
Then, he walked out of the dormitory and into the corridor.
Although it was called a corridor, it was completely sealed off. There were no windows. There was only the sound of the wind that seemed to never stop.
Liao Jingwei could not sleep peacefully in the beginning. Now, he had learned to ignore it.
Of course, there were some that he could not ignore. Even if he lived in a house like this, he would still be in fear. Liao Jingwei had seen what those people were like.
They became thinner day by day. Their minds were in a trance. In the end, they even went crazy. Many even committed suicide.
To him.
Dying from a mental breakdown was much more terrifying than dying in a disaster.
Liao Jingwei came to his own workshop. Many of his colleagues who were changing shifts arrived one after another.
Their job was to place the red-hot metal in the press lathe to forge it.
It was very hot and very tiring, but no matter how uncomfortable he was, he had already worked for more than twenty days.
"Where's Liang Chen?" Liao Jingwei took a look and suddenly realized that one person was missing. His heart jumped.
Liang Chen was the person he was talking about. He was starting to become a little absent-minded.
"He was sent to the medical department." Liang Chen's roommate, Lian Feiguang, sighed, "I don't know what news he saw just now, but he just kept crying. But don't worry, I already gave him my precious' wifey noodles'. When that grandson left, he still wouldn't let go. He won't go crazy."
Liao Jingwei let out a sigh of relief.
Then, he joked, "When did you hide your 'wifey noodles'? You're really willing to give it away. Why don't you give me a packet?"
"Scram! Scram as far as you can! "Lian Feiguang's face darkened.
"Hahaha." The rest of the people roared with laughter.
"Lian Feiguang is really Mo Qiu's die-hard fan."
"I'm starting to feel like eating it."
"Those noodles were really delicious, especially when I gave it to my wife to cook for me. I was so touched that I was about to cry."
"Scram scram scram scram scram scram scram for public displays of affection."
The machine had already started to operate, but the atmosphere seemed to be much better than before.
If everyone had a dejected look on their faces, it would only make the situation worse.
The depression in Liao Jingwei's heart caused by the disappearance of the sunlight also gradually dissipated.
The 'wifey noodles' they were talking about was actually one of the gourmet products produced by the Mo Corporation.
Although it was fast food, it was extremely delicious and nutritious. When eaten, it had a unique texture. It was as if one was really eating noodles personally cooked by their wife or lover.
Especially in the accompanying promotional video, there was a scene of the eldest daughter of the Mo Family busying herself in the kitchen.
She was wearing cute home clothes, and her expression and actions were as if she was making delicious food for her lover.
When eating noodles, coupled with the video, one would feel as if one's heart was surrounded by a warm feeling.
That was why it was nicknamed 'wifey noodles'.
Beauty coupled with the heart and emotions that went into the delicious food, as well as the deliberate promotion, Mo Qiu had almost become the new generation's goddess on the internet.
In this period of time, such a beautiful feeling was especially precious.
"Liao Jingwei, Lian Feiguang, the two of you, come out for a moment." Suddenly, someone shouted at the door.
It was the manager of the production workshop.
Liao Jingwei and Lian Feiguang looked at each other.
They walked out.
The manager did not say much, but hurriedly brought them to what seemed to be a meeting room. There were already many people waiting here.
Liao Jingwei glanced around. They were all colleagues that he had seen before.
He suddenly felt a little nervous.
He did not know what was going on.
But soon, a dark-skinned man hurriedly walked in.
It was the director of this branch factory, Lian Gaoyi.
"Everyone, I'll keep it short." Lian Gaoyi looked at everyone. "You are the best batch of soldiers in our factory. Whether it's mental strength, physical strength, or working ability, you are all outstanding. Now, I want to recruit a batch of transport personnel from among you."
Transport personnel!?
Liao Jingwei's heart skipped a beat.
Now, the outside was completely covered by a hurricane. Although the wind speed was not as strong as when the hurricane first formed, it was still enough to sweep an adult man away.
It was different from people like them who only needed to stay in a safe building to work.
Transport personnel were responsible for the heavy responsibility of transporting goods. They had to face the hurricane head-on.
"I can tell you directly that this job has a certain degree of danger, but it is also very important! Everything will be according to your wishes. But, from today onwards, all transport personnel will enjoy the establishment and treatment of a level two soldier. " Lian Gaoyi continued, "In other words, your family and children will be given the right to live in the new city and will immediately depart. Apart from that, there will also be the quality of food, priority of medical treatment, and other corresponding treatment. You should be very clear about that."
That one sentence instantly caused a lot of noise in the room.
"I'll participate!" Many people even immediately raised their hands.
Liao Jingwei did not find it strange.
After the introduction of the level and treatment of soldiers to fight against the disaster, many people had sought the opportunity to be promoted.
Although there was a certain degree of danger, their families would be more secure.
Even he himself felt a rush of excitement at this moment.
His parents were still in the original city, hiding in the underground shelter, surviving under the threat of the hurricane.
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