i created the old gods

Chapter 108

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the whole of Boston seems to be specially affected by the wind and snow. The whole of Massachusetts, no, the whole of the United States, except for Boston, it is still a hot summer.

The heavy snow has almost enveloped the entire Boston. From a distance, the entire Boston seems to be covered with a thick layer of white gauze. Both the eaves and the trees are covered by this cold and biting snow.

In addition, many residential houses with substandard quality were completely collapsed by the sudden heavy snow. The homeless people wandering the streets of Boston were also frozen to death by the sudden heavy snow. Some homeless people often appeared on the streets. Frozen corpses.

"Damn weather!"

The exhausted citizens rubbed their hands and passed by quickly on the road. They couldn't help but lower their heads and curse.

The streets were full of National Guardsmen and inspectors, and the snow on the road had accumulated up to the calves, seriously hampering people's travel.

Environmental protection volunteers are clearing snow on the road and piling the snow into balls on both sides of the road. Some people with a good attitude also took the opportunity to build snowmen one after another.

However, none of these could conceal the power of this blizzard. In the day and night since the ghastly God of Cold Bone left Boston, the whole of Boston seemed to be transformed into a city of ice and snow, and the temperature reached the lowest point in a thousand years!

Water pipes were frozen and cracked, the ground was covered, and even the network in some areas was blocked by the wind and snow, resulting in a temporary no-network state.

People are hiding at home, waiting in pain. They can only turn on the air conditioner and let the warm air keep themselves warm as much as possible.

Some residents can't even turn on the air conditioner because the power supply system in their area is flooded by heavy snow and cannot supply any electricity at all.

"Why is there such weather?! Damn it, it's only July 11th!"

"It must be related to the monster that appeared in Sappho District. It must be what that monster did!"

"Damn it, it's a tsunami and heavy snow, what's going on in Boston?! Tomorrow I'm leaving Boston to live in New York, New York is a city favored by gods!"

"I really envy the rich. Houses in New York are very expensive now. When will Boston be blessed by gods?!"

Areas where network signals and power supply systems were lucky enough not to be interrupted due to heavy snow continued to complain on the Internet. This also made the news that Boston was hit by heavy snow known to the majority of netizens in the United States, and caused an uproar on the Internet.

In the past, it was physical damage anyway, and you could clearly see signs of monsters causing trouble. But now everyone knows that the heavy snow is caused by the gloomy God of Bones, but they don't have any direct evidence to prove it.

Faced with this powerless situation, what is the attitude of the American people?
Of course, it's a parade to make trouble and scold the government. The citizens of the Beacon of Freedom are so simple and boring.

In the seat of the Boston government, the governor convened a state meeting with a livid face. Everyone was caught off guard by the sudden heavy snowfall and the accusations from netizens.

"The current situation is very serious. After investigation by the weather department, the snow is not born naturally at all!"

The governor crossed his hands and sat on his office chair. He looked seriously at the Massachusetts officials around him, a little impatiently: "Our city defense force has been almost completely wiped out. Now only the citizens can maintain law and order." Inspectors from the Guard and the Inspectorate. What do you think?"

"Mr. Governor, this snow has been falling all day and night. This is definitely related to the black giant that appeared in Sappho District!"

An official said nonsense with a righteous face: "This is an extraordinary method, and it is difficult for us to have the ability to fight against it."

The governor frowned and was about to say something when a state congressman changed the subject and said proactively: "After our observation, this kind of snow is difficult to melt. Even throwing the snow into the stove has little effect. Only through chemical means can some of it be dissolved."

"There is not a lot of snow at the moment, but if this continues, the snow will become more and more abundant, which is likely to trigger other inexplicable changes."

This congressman's proposal hit the nail on the head and pointed directly at the crux of the snow disaster. Everyone only saw the collapse of houses and homeless people freezing to death caused by the snow disaster, but few cared about the snow!
If the snowfall continues to accumulate like this, within three months, the entire Boston will be submerged in snow and become a snow mountain!
The governor tapped his fingers slightly on the table. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Organize manpower to clean up the snow as soon as possible. First, pile it up in the valley where the laboratory was. We will discuss any problems later."

"Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo"

When the governor was assigning work, a phone call suddenly rang in the meeting. The governor was about to have a seizure, but suddenly found that it was his own phone ringtone, so he took out his phone and took a look, and was a little surprised.

The caller ID was Major General Allen, the 'one-eyed' general who led the city defense forces to set up an ambush around the laboratory and was brutally killed.

Why is this guy on the phone all of a sudden when he's not recovering in the hospital?
With deep doubts, the governor of Massachusetts answered Allen's call: "General Allen, we are currently convening an emergency response meeting in Boston. What is important for you?"

He bit the word "important" very hard, as if he was reminding General Allen of something.

"Mr. Governor, of course I will disturb you only if I have something important to do."

General Allen's serious voice came from the other side of the phone: "I have sent a team of soldiers to escort Mr. Smith and Mr. Mihir to you. They have a solution to the snow disaster."

"what?"

The governor's expression changed from shock to ecstasy.

What was shocking was that Smith and Mihir were still alive. After all, there was no news about the other official extraordinary beings who went to the laboratory.

What's ecstatic is that Boston's snow problem can finally be solved to some extent.

Although he was not sure that the Eternal Night Church represented by Smith and Mihir could handle the heavy snowfall, at least they were experts in supernatural problems, and they were better than a layman like himself!

"I will arrange for someone to greet the two missionaries!"

After the governor finished speaking excitedly, he seemed to feel that he was not very serious and immediately changed his words: "No, I will personally go to greet you. As long as the Evernight Church can solve the snow problem, I promise to build an Evernight Church in the most luxurious place in Boston." !”

If they could really solve the snow problem in Boston, the governor would agree even if they demolish the State Building, let alone building the Evernight Church in the core city!
This heavy snowfall is so deadly. Boston will lose countless manpower, material and financial resources every day. As the governor, the pressure he faces is not ordinary.

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(End of this chapter)