CEO, Hold On A Moment

It's very weak.

If you don't listen carefully, you won't notice

It's the sound of the waste stream!

And the sound source

It's from above!

“…… "Waste flow?" Qiao Mu's look is one Lin, this time, there is no longer any delay, she quickly turns around, quickly rushes to the first way in.

It was a long and narrow winding staircase. They just came down from there and entered this high-tech space. And the top of the stairs, should still be that dilapidated small house, as well as that desolate and silent wilderness.

At least that's what was up there just now!

But now -

no!

As soon as Qiao Mu stepped on the winding staircase, he felt the wind coming from his face. The more he went up, the stronger the wind was coming. He could even hear the rapid air flow, just like a roar.

"Jomo..." The sound of the waste stream came from above and was almost drowned by the roar Come on... "

It's still very weak.

But this time, Jomo heard clearly.

"What happened?" She answered in a loud voice and ran up quickly, "how can this..." Is there such a strong wind?

Jomo's voice stopped abruptly.

Because when she ran up the last step, the strong wind just blocked her unfinished words, and at this moment, the scene in front of her made her completely stand on the spot -

My God!

Just how long time, here has been changing, and just now is a completely different world!

Now the outside of the small house is dark, and the wind is raging all over the area, making the whole house crumble. Standing in the same place, she could hear the wood furniture creaking in the room.

"Sha Sha..."

There was a constant sound, beating against the window of the hut.

It's not rain!

It's sand.

From the clear sky outside, suddenly turned into a dangerous place of black sandstorm attack.

"Jomo..." The sound of the waste stream came from the side Close that door, remember... "

Jomo looked over: she saw that the waste stream was holding a board against a huge hole in the window of the broken house. He seems to have exhausted all his strength to reach it. The muscles of his wrist and face are tense. But the wind is stronger. The strong wind lifts the board from time to time, and he almost blows to the ground

Seeing that the waste stream was "tottering", Jomo rushed over to help hold down the board without waiting for him to finish.

She also used up all her strength.

But the wind was so strong that even if she helped her, the board would be blown up from time to time. She can feel the strong power, feel almost being knocked down by the wind, feel the sand on her face

"How can there be a sudden sandstorm?" Joe Mu cried out, fear and uneasiness made her increase the volume, "the wind is too strong! What shall we do? " She is willing to support like this, but this strength is not enough to last too long!

And she looked out of the window: it was dark and the visibility was less than two meters. The cart that pulled them back was nowhere to be seen. I don't know where it went?

For a while, the wind can't stop.

"It's not a sandstorm." Huang Liu took a deep breath and replied that his continuous exertion had made him nearly collapse. When Jomo saw his fingers, they had turned into bloodless white.

But he still hooked his lips, a little mocking in his weakness It seems that the forbidden area is not the only one to be destroyed. "

Jomo's face turned white.

According to the meaning of Huangliu

Then she had to admit: such black sand, such strong wind, such a feeling like the end of the world, and just like the forbidden area!

“…… This place will be buried forever and completely forgotten... " Waste flow is still whispering these two sentences, like a curse, but also like a helpless gibberish.

"Fight hard!" Without listening to his sighs and sighs, Jomo bit his lower lip and made a decision as fast as he could, "just plug the hole, right? The wind will always stop... "

As she spoke, she pushed forward even harder to make the board stick to the hole in the window.

The creaking noise around is still going on. Joe's mind is all about how to fix it, or he can find a few nails now!

But -

"I'm not asking you to help." Huang Liu shook his head, then motioned with his lower lip to let Qiao Mu look in a certain direction, "it's a destruction, which can't be resisted by human power at all This house will soon be unsustainable.... "

It seems that Huang Liu's words have been accepted, and the creaking sound in the room has become more intense, and the whole house is almost scattered.

Qiao Mu is anxious: "that how to do?"

The waste stream empties a hand.

But he just pointed, then put his hand back on the board: "there..." He gasped, sped as fast as he could, and said, "there's a button over there that can close the way to the underground laboratory, but there must be a person standing against it, otherwise it's too windy. After pressing the button to close, you can't go back to the underground..."The gasping sound of the waste stream was getting louder and louder. He said that he stopped here, and then continued, "I'm against this side. You press the button. After you press it, you only have two seconds Do you understand? "

Jomo nodded.

But when Huang Liu comes to the end, she can't help frowning, because there is one obvious loophole in this plan -

"what about you?" Joe asked.

But Huang Liu didn't answer.

He purposely avoided her question and continued to say to himself, "be quick, this house will definitely be lost! Underground, there's a chance of life. But don't close that door Everything will be destroyed, and the only life will not exist! "

His attitude is firm.

Because the outcome is obvious and predictable: the sand will pour back, the wind will attack, and without closing the platform screen door, the whole underground space will become a living grave.

"But..." What else did Jomo want to say.

But before she could finish, she was snapped off by the waste stream: "go! We don't have much time! "

It seems to confirm what he said. The beams above their heads also make two brittle sounds, which seems to be a sign before the fracture. And the whole wall on the opposite side gradually began to tilt

The only way for them to survive is through famine.

"What are you hesitating about?" Seeing her standing still in the same place, Huang Liu yelled out, exhausted all her strength and expressed her anger, "I can't live long! Cough... "

He's dying. He's dying.

Jomo frowned.

She measured the distance, judged the wind direction, and finally looked up seriously and made the final decision: "you go!"