Southern paradise.

There is a row of buildings near the center, a six-story building.

Third floor.

The madman sat on a chair, and behind him stood a dozen people, all listening with their ears pricked up.

"That's good, that's good. As long as everything is fine, brothers."

"I didn't hear your response just now. I thought you all..."

"I told you a long time ago, don't guard the wall. Dozens of people can't guard it at all."

.....

Listening to Master Hu's voice from the radio station, Lao Zhang and others behind the madman all had excited expressions on their faces.

"Master Tiger."

"Master Tiger."

.....

Lao Zhang and others couldn't help but shouted out behind the madman.

Mr. Hu, who was far away in the oil city, was slightly startled when he heard a few familiar voices.

Soon a smile appeared on his face.

Lao Zhang and the others are all here...

"Old Zhang, please stay there and don't run out. I will come back when this natural disaster passes!"

Mr. Hu has not been comfortable staying in the simple houses in the trading market recently.

After all, the private houses in the trading market were all built urgently and have no windows.

There are even some steel bars exposed.

Mr. Hu built the Southern Paradise with his own hands. He had a deep affection for that place. During these days at the trading market, he missed his bed in the Southern Paradise all the time.

Dry, warm...

But in this trading bazaar, although the living place has been treated as much as possible, it can't compare to the room he had in Southern Paradise.

When Lao Zhang heard Master Hu calling him, he quickly smiled and said:

"Don't worry, Mr. Hu, we don't dare to go out. We just looked at the cracks in the wall and there are hundreds of zombies outside the house..."

"well...."

The madman suddenly sighed, attracting Master Hu's attention.

"Madman, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"Is there not enough food? It shouldn't be. I left a lot for you. Besides, I remember that the crops in the underground plantation should be ripe soon..."

Madman heard Mr. Hu mention the underground plantation, and thinking of what happened a few days ago, he became even more helpless.

"Master Tiger."

"I was just going to tell you about this..."

"Our underground plantation is finished!"

"It has been raining heavily these days, and the basement was flooded by rainwater. There was no time to drain the water. We had to harvest in advance. The harvested food was very small, less than a quarter of the estimated amount."

"The water level in our park is still rising. I guess the drainage outlet is blocked by something."

"The basement is completely flooded, and the first floor is also flooded."

When this matter was mentioned, the smiles on Lao Zhang's and others' faces slowly disappeared.

Food is so rare these days. It was hard to build an underground plantation in the base. I thought it would not be affected by too many natural disasters because it was not outdoors.

But now...

A thunderstorm and natural disaster destroyed the underground plantation that had taken so much effort.

Frustration swept through the entire bodies of the madman and others.

After hearing this, Mr. Hu's face became a lot more lonely.

Unable to be self-sufficient, searching for food was not that difficult earlier, but now it is becoming increasingly difficult.

It is foreseeable that after this thunderstorm disaster, food may be more difficult to find.

With so many people in their southern paradise, it's not enough to just rely on the food they collected before.

Master Hu did not fall into despair and depression for too long, and soon said to the madman:

"Madman, I know how you are feeling at this moment. I am just as sad as you."

"But don't be discouraged. Summarize the experience this time, do a good job of waterproofing in the future, and try again."

"I believe that you will be able to make our Southern Paradise self-sufficient!"

As Mr. Hu said, he suddenly thought of what the lunatic had just said about the drainage outlet of Southern Paradise being blocked.

This matter is no small matter.

If it keeps raining, they will be drowned sooner or later.

So he quickly said:

"You just said that the drainage outlet of Southern Paradise is blocked. How fast is the water level rising?"

"At the current rate of water level rise, will it pose a threat to you?"

The lunatic pulled away from the depressed mood just now, cheered up and said:

"You can rest assured about this. There are many drainage outlets in our park, and there shouldn't be many that are blocked."

"It's been raining heavily for more than a month, and the water level has only risen to the point where it can flood the first floor."

"It's impossible for there to be heavy rains all year long."

Master Hu was relieved when he heard what the madman said.

But he also thought that the water had submerged the first floor, so wouldn't it be the same for other buildings in Southern Paradise?

this....

Many things cannot be soaked in water.

Damn it, if there is a thunderstorm and natural disaster, many things will probably be unusable.

Damn it.

Master Hu's face twitched with distress.

Fortunately, he placed the medical drugs and machinery three or four stories high, so it should be fine.

In addition, I also brought a lot of medicine and a lot of supplies to Oil City.

I am secretly glad that I brought it here, otherwise the loss would be even greater!

Later, Mr. Hu chatted with Madman for a while, and both sides had a clearer understanding of the situation on the other side.

When the madman heard that there were tens of millions of zombies in Oil City, he immediately became worried about Master Hu and the others.

But then I heard that Oil City had used various means of the oil array to stop the zombies. So far, not a single zombie had climbed up the wall of the trading market. I couldn't help but admire the strength of Oil City.

There are tens of millions of zombies. With such a terrifying number of zombies, their Southern Paradise would have collapsed long ago.

But if you think about it carefully, this matter seems very reasonable when it comes to Oil City.

As powerful as the Northern Federation, wasn't it defeated by Oil City?

Very reasonable.

Master Hu and the madman chatted for half an hour, but they still had more to say.

But he knew he had to end this conversation. Although Minister Li said he could chat as long as he wanted, he couldn't really do that.

As far as he knew, there was a large camphor tree base behind Oil City.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! City Lord Li is in the big camphor tree base.

The last time I met City Master Li, City Master Li invited him to visit the Dazhangshu Base.

Therefore, he cannot always occupy this radio station for use, in case someone wants to contact the Da Zhangshu base.

So he tactfully gave the madman a few words of encouragement and then turned off the play button.

He stood up and said to Dongtai who was looking a little sleepy behind him:

"Dongtai, I'm done, please say thank you to me and Minister Li."

"I send you."

"Don't bother me, I know the way..."

In the end, Dongtai sent Hu Ye all the way out of Oil City.
To be continued...