Dongfang Sansan lowered his eyes and said softly: "I think these three years should be enough..."

He said enough was enough, but the expression on his face was full of worry.

Fengyunqi said: "Absolutely enough! What kind of famine can last for three years?"

Dongfang Sansan shook his head and said softly:

"I think the time I need to be prepared for... has come after this snow falls."

Dongfang Sansan frowned: "I hope I can survive."

Feng Yunqi was immediately shocked.

"You've actually been so far-sighted that you've been preparing for three years in advance for a catastrophic disaster that will bring no harvest to the world?"

"I'm just afraid it's not enough."

Dongfang Sansan frowned deeply and said, "Brother Qi, we all talk about natural disasters. Do you know what natural disasters are?"

Fengyunqi was stunned: Aren't natural disasters just drought, flood, snow, wind and hail?

But he was also smart. Dongfang Sansan obviously wouldn't ask such an obvious question, so he just thought about it and didn't say it out loud.

Because if you speak out, you will be slapped in the face - this kind of experience has been experienced by Dongfang Sansan many times, and he has learned a lot from it.

really.

Dongfang Sansan said: "Everyone knows that natural disasters include drought, floods, snow, wind, hail, etc., but one thing we need to know is that once a natural disaster occurs, not only will the land not produce food, but the stored food in hand will also be lost.

, the rate of decay is also much faster than in normal years without natural disasters."

"Food does not grow in the ground and rots in the hands. This is a natural disaster!"

Dongfang Sansan said: "So why do I say that the food I have stored for so long can only last three years? Because after three years at most, the food will go bad. There will not be much left that can be used. It is not that it is gone."

Fengyun Qi really doesn't know this.

He understands that food cannot grow in the ground, but he really doesn't know that the food in his hands will rot.

"Is this happening?"

"If you look for any old farmers who have experienced natural disasters, they will understand this truth."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Rot, rot, mildew, insects...during natural disaster years, they will be ten times stronger than normal times!"

Fengyunqi remained silent.

Decided to take a look when I have time.

Dongfang Sansan randomly changed the topic and said, "However, if it snows, it will not be easy for me, the orthodox sect, either."

Fengyun Qi let out a laugh and said: "Yan Nan is probably not as well prepared as you, so it's definitely not going to be easy! At least it's not as easy as yours!"

"So we must be on guard against war."

Dongfang Sansan smiled bitterly: "I'm like a rich man now. In these famine years, there are people like Yannan who can't afford to eat..."

Fengyunqi smacked his lips: "I have to say... your description, now, is actually very appropriate."

He chuckled and said, "If this snow lasts for more than ten days... Yannan will probably cry to the sky."

Dongfang Sansan sighed deeply: "What I'm most afraid of now is him calling God."

Feng Yunqi suddenly realized: "You mean?"

Dongfang Sansan frowned: "Do you think Yan Nan can't do it?"

Feng Yunqi's face also darkened: "If that's the case, it would be really bad."

Dongfang Sansan sighed: "If that's the case, three years... won't be enough."

…

Solipsism Orthodox Headquarters.

Seeing visions of heaven and earth.

Yan Nan was overjoyed at first: "Three Directions World, after so long delay, it is finally here!"

But then I felt something was wrong: "Is this different from before?"

It wasn't until the heavy snow came down, but a quarter of an hour later, Yan Nan's face became extremely heavy when he saw that the snow on the ground was already up to his ankles.

"There's something wrong with this snow."

Chen Gu didn't know when he had arrived beside him: "Fifth brother, the three directions of heaven and earth are here. Not to mention they are too late, and they can't fall yet. We have to wait... I don't know when they will fall. Just now in the sky

Those images that flashed by... are quite strange, is the first one the God Centipede?"

Yan Nan's face darkened: "Shut up."

"Forget about the three worlds, think about what to do about this snow disaster first."

Chen Gu sighed.

"We don't have much reserves. It only takes one day for such heavy snow... to be a catastrophe. But looking at the weather now, it won't happen in one day."

Yan Nan said: "Let's see. If it lasts for ten and a half days, we...should be able to survive it, right?"

Chen Gu smiled bitterly: "Fifth brother, we can survive this kind of snow for ten years. But the people at the bottom cannot survive it."

"Ten days and a half...it's estimated that the snow on the ground is ten feet deep! How can I hold on?"

Chen Gu's smile was very bitter.

Yan Nan was silent.

There is no need to argue at this moment. For example, what he is asking is not these masters, but the entire continent of Solipsism.

But what’s the point of debating this?

"After three days, if the snow has not stopped, all the masters of the sect will gather to worship the God Centipede and activate the divine power."

Yan Nan's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said: "Use the power of God Centipede to push the blizzard clouds towards the Guardian Continent!"

"This is the only way."

Bi Changhong appeared at some point and said, "Actually, if I weren't afraid of wasting my divine power, I would have made this suggestion right now."

"It's too early after all."

Bai Jing also appeared: "What if the snow stops tomorrow? Wouldn't it be a waste?"

"Wait."

Several vice-chief leaders stood in the heavy snow, all in silence.

I don't know what I'm thinking about.

Heavy snow falls endlessly.

There seemed to be an expert's power impacting the clouds in the sky. It was obvious that a big hole was punched out, but the clouds could not penetrate.

I don't know how thick the clouds are.

A hole is made and it heals immediately and slowly, just like before.

To no avail.

Fang Che looked at the sky, worried in his heart.

He knew that it was Sun Wutian who was punching the clouds, but when he saw that he couldn't punch through, his heart became heavier. Even Sun Wutian couldn't punch through, who else could?

Sun Wutian's voice reached his ears: "There is no way, the clouds can't drive it away. It should be continent-wide. Or even beyond the continent."

"Yes."

Fang Che sent a message back: "Have you finished listening to the book?"

Sun Wutian sighed, a little dissatisfied and said: "Since you have been there, my husband ran away directly, and I found another one."

"..."

You are really leisurely.

"I have to go out and take command."

Fang Che said.

"Go ahead, who asked you to do this work?"

Sun Wutian said: "I'll go out and have some fun too."

Lao Sun disappeared.

But Fang Che is very sure that this old devil is not just going out to have fun, he must be secretly helping to clean up the heavy snow...

Just as Dongfang Sansan said: This is the prosperous age he created with his own hands.

Sun Wutian would never be able to part with him.

The heavy snow continued to fall without abating at all.

The clouds were motionless, as if frozen.
To be continued...