Last month, the RV had already been completely renovated. Chu Zhuohua had mysteriously ntioned that one project was not yet completed. Since Jing Shu had been busy herself, she hadn’t paid much attention to it.
As long as the RV was remodeled before the migration or before next year’s earthquake, it would be fine. After all, during an earthquake, it was necessary to move to flat areas for refuge. Compared to her family setting up tents, Jing Shu much preferred living in an RV.
Another reason for wanting to live in an RV was the temperature.
The dayti temperature had already dropped to 20 degrees Celsius, and it would drop even lower next year. The perennial issue reported in the news was that, although Earth had returned to its original orbit, the disruption of the seasons had not yet been resolved.
It’s well known that the Earth’s rotation affects the alternation of day and night, and the Earth was still happily spinning away.
Orbital movent affects the seasons. The Earth’s orbit had been impacted by orbital issues. Previously, it revolved around the Sun at a speed of 1,670 kiloters per hour, completing one orbit each year. Now, this speed had been significantly reduced. Furthermore, its movent varied wildly, like disco dancing—sotis moving forward, sotis backward, and occasionally rotating normally. This erratic behavior caused each of the Earth’s seasons to last almost as long as a year.
According to reports, the United Nations and Huaxia’s experts were vigorously developing new research aid at controlling the Moon to correct these Earth anomalies through lunar gravity. So, not only was the Artificial Sun an expensive venture, this research was a major money sink.
In her previous life, Jing Shu had no idea about these developnts. It wasn’t until this life, when the energy tycoons Su Xiangnan and Qian Duoduo started lanting their financial woes daily, that she couldn’t stand it and finally asked. She had also been puzzled: despite Wu City possessing one-third of Huaxia’s natural gas resources, why did ordinary people still lack access to electricity and energy?
It turned out that the nation had been doing so much behind the scenes. There’s a saying: "If you are living safely, it is because soone is silently making sacrifices for you."
So of these glamorous billionaires also bore their share of responsibilities, though of course, there were also corrupt individuals and scumbags of the apocalypse.
An even worse phenonon was that after Earth returned to its original orbit, the sky was covered in dust from the collision of stars, blocking the sunlight.
Due to the absence of sunlight, the expected sharp drop in temperature did not occur. Scientists explained that, fortunately, the thick stellar dust insulated the Earth and moderated the rapid temperature decrease. Thus, the Earth’s temperature did not plumt drastically. However, it continued to drop slowly, and without the restoration of sunlight, this decline would persist indefinitely.
No one knew exactly how low the temperatures would go.
The scientists had made an accurate prediction—each day would get colder than the last.
Next year, Wu City’s temperature had already dropped below zero Celsius, and at night, it reached minus ten degrees. Being in the Northwest, winter temperatures there typically hovered around minus 30 degrees Celsius. Previously, every ho had floor heating, and places like buses, offices, and malls were all heated, so one didn’t feel the cold.
But now, without heating, they too were freezing to the bone, no different from how people in the South suffered.
Even in her previous life, Su Long, Uncle’s son, couldn’t sleep because of the severe cold at the town square. He had thought about returning ho to sleep, a decision which tragically ended the lives of three family mbers.
So, even if Jing Shu and her family lived in a wind-blocking tent, they would still be freezing in minus ten-degree weather. Who would want to live in a tent when they could have an RV with a heater? She was living this life again, and she wouldn’t suffer as she had in her previous life!
The RV was driven back by one of Su Xiangnan’s n, a man nad Da Shi. Jing Shu had beco the vice president of the dicinal Materials Association just a few days prior and, naturally, wanted to make a good impression, so she was busy at the association.
When she received the call, she sprinted back to the Banana District from the dicinal Materials Association. The chilly torrential rain didn’t stop Jing Shu’s excited pace, but the residential complex’s entrance successfully blocked the RV’s entry.
The complex gate was quite imposing: a stone archway eight ters wide and five ters high, looking grand and majestic.
However, the modified RV couldn’t fit through anymore. Originally, the RV was 3.9 ters high on a single level, but now a second layer had been added. Jing Shu looked up at the behemoth; it exceeded the gate’s height by a tiny margin, making it about 5.5 ters tall. This was no longer just an RV; it was a huge villa!
Fortunately, the apocalypse migration vehicles traveled slowly, so the RV didn’t need to rush. There probably wouldn’t be any danger, right? Probably...
The original German MAN’s second level was an open-air balcony, but now, thanks to Jing Shu’s light steel, it was perfectly enclosed, creating a sealed second story. Not only that, but twelve streamlined, protruding compartnts were welded to both sides of the RV. In the dark, Jing Shu saw they ford a wing-shaped design. Could it imply a twelve-winged Angel? Is it about to fly?
What to do if it couldn’t enter? Jing Shu summoned Li Yuetian and the manager of the Banana District. After she gave each of them two cigars, the complex manager said, "Smash it. We’re planning to move that section over there to help with flood prevention anyway."
"Okay, I’ll have a team co over to smash it," Jing Shu replied.
As a result, the top section of the complex’s gate was smashed. Since the apocalypse ant no sunlight, there were no concerns about aesthetics.
Within the complex, there were a few height-restricting barriers, but all were dismantled. It was truly a "et gods, slay gods; et Buddhas, slay Buddhas" approach.
Luckily, the temperature had dropped to 20 degrees Celsius, the rain was icy cold, and the streets were deserted.
But Jing Shu felt like she was watching a horror movie. From the windows of one building after another, she saw crowds of people. Drawn by the sound and lights, they stared at this behemoth, their eyes revealing a mix of indescribable emotions. Jing Shu felt as if she were seeing a version of herself from her previous life.
Finally, she escorted her super RV into the garage built just for it. Thankfully, it had been built high enough to just barely fit; otherwise, Jing Shu would have truly cried.
"Where’s Chu Zhuohua?" Jing Shu asked.
"Miss Jing," Da Shi began, "he said he was busy and had to go back first. He asked to explain everything to you thoroughly. Oh, and this is the RV’s instruction manual, along with a surprise from Boss Su for you."
Turning on the garage lights illuminated the unrecognizably modified German MAN. Seeing the RV from the front for the first ti, Jing Shu’s mouth gradually fell open, and she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Holy shit!"
"Co with , let’s start from the front of the vehicle," Da Shi said.
Jing Shu closed her gaping mouth, nodded, suppressed the joy in her heart, and hurried over with small, quick steps, clearly very excited. "So, what exactly is Boss Su’s surprise?"
Da Shi smiled slightly, his expression mysterious as he said, "The first thing is the latest RSC anti-rollover stability system. Your vehicle is too tall and prone to rolling over, but now, even if it tilts 40 degrees, it won’t flip."
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