She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 144 - God Wang Ying Causes a Flood!

To her surprise, the arrival of water in the world of the cartoon characters turned into a torrential downpour!

The moat was instantly filled to the brim, and the most terrible thing was that the flood burst open the gates of Sha City, sending those cartoon characters scrambling everywhere with the flow of water.

Xiang Ying hurriedly turned off the tap.

“Oh no, how could this happen.”

It seems that she couldn’t turn it on full blast after all; her Keke Sect couldn’t handle it.

Xiang Ying quickly threw down many logs to give them something to cling to for breath.

A moment later, the flood finally dispersed, and the well-built Sha City, having been baptized by the floodwater, was significantly damaged.

Xiang Ying felt remorse.

If she had known the water would be so powerful once it got in, she would have turned it on lower.

To compensate them, Xiang Ying sent down many cows, sheep, pigs, and also provided them with rice, flour seeds, and meat.

General Wei Yong staggered as he was pulled out of the moat.

He collapsed on the ground, gasping for air, while Think Tank wiped the water off his face.

“General, should we hold a ceremony to inquire what we did wrong to anger God Wang Ying, to have such a punishment befall us?” he suggested.

“Nonsense!” General Wei Yong chided, pushing himself up from the ground, “The immortal meant to help us store water, knowing we live in Sha City with limited water supply. It’s just that we didn’t expect we couldn’t withstand such a blessing.”

In the distance, a soldier cried out, “General! God Wang Ying has sent more stuff!”

General Wei Yong immediately ordered Think Tank, “Find people to dig canals and ponds in the city now! Next time God Wang Ying sends manna from heaven, we must catch such enormous wealth!”

“Yes!”

Xiang Ying saw that after the disaster, the cartoon characters were not discouraged; instead, they knelt to give thanks for the new things she gave them.

Moreover, they cooperated and began to rebuild their homes that were swept by the flood.

Xiang Ying felt tears welling up.

Who designed these little gizmos, as if they inherited the unextinguishable human spirit and willpower?

It was precisely because of this determination to rebuild homes that during the apocalypse, there would always be a group of people willing to fight to rebuild the world.

Xiang Ying heard Jie Chen requesting the team to continue the journey, so she thought the cartoon characters must be rebuilding Sha City and soon left the space.

They began to ascend Bogui Mountain, where initially the mountain path was gentle and wide, and they could sometimes see scattered dwellings around.

But without exception, all the doors were tightly shut.

Xiang Ying and her group walked until the sky was completely dark before Jie Chen ordered a rest to be taken on the wind-sheltered slope.

Fires were lit up one after another, and the Vanguard Team went out to reconnoiter the surroundings.

Xiang Ying went to deliver rice and flour to Mr. Lin’s family and took the opportunity to ask if his observation of the stars affected the road conditions.

“Elder Mr. Lin, we’ve been walking for so long. Should we be halfway up the mountain by now?” asked Xiang Ying.

If we had already reached halfway up the mountain, the temperature would be around twenty degrees right now, not considered cold.

But to her surprise, Mr. Lin chuckled while stroking his beard, “Halfway up the mountain? We’re far from there! Based on our pace, it would be pretty good if we could reach that point by this time tomorrow night.”

Xiang Ying was astonished, knowing that Bogui Mountain was tall, but not that it was so tall.

She frowned slightly, “If we are at this altitude and the wind is already somewhat cold now, then the weather will probably get worse as we go higher, right?”

Mr. Lin nodded, picked up a handful of wet, hard soil from the ground, cradled it in his palm, and crumbled it, then sniffed it.

He looked up at the sky to observe the stars’ positions and ended up sighing with furrowed brows.

“I’m afraid we’re out of luck. It will surely be a continuous overcast and rainy day tomorrow. The conditions on the mountain, needless to say, will definitely be harsh.”

Xiang Ying thought for a moment and went back to her tent, quietly took out an extra pair of knee protectors from her space, and gave them to Mr. Lin.

“It’s cold on the mountain, if the elder can’t walk, feel free to sit in our wooden cart.”

Mr. Lin thanked Xiang Ying profusely, and she then returned to her own business.

Passing by Lu Feiyi’s tent, she heard intense coughing inside.

She peeked behind the curtain and saw Lu Feiyi, face unnaturally red, lying on the cold ground wrapped in the cotton coat she had given him.

Xiang Ying had anticipated that they might have to sleep outside tonight, so she had had them put together quite a few wooden planks earlier.

The point was to place the planks on the ground when laying out the bedding, with a layer of mattresses on top, which would be slightly warmer.

Unexpectedly, Lu Feiyi was leaning on the ground next to a small pile of fire.

“You’re being reckless, the damp and cold ground can seep into your bones and make you sick,” Xiang Ying entered and pulled him up directly.

Lu Feiyi spoke with a heavy nasal voice, “It’s nothing, probably just caught a bit of a cold.”

Xiang Ying had just touched his wrist and felt his extreme fever.

“Where’s your wooden plank?”

“I saw that Chu Jianjun and his family were short of wooden planks, so I gave mine to them.”

Xiang Ying had no choice but to acknowledge that, even though Lu Feiyi was originally from the water bandits, he had a spirit of chivalry.

Did he really think he was made of iron?

Xiang Ying said straightaway, “Wait here for me.”

After stepping out for a moment, she returned with a bunch of firewood in her arms and went out again to fetch a pot.

Xiang Ying poured water into the pot and threw in a whole piece of ginger.

After boiling it, she forced Lu Feiyi to drink the entire pot of hot ginger water.

Lu Feiyi’s face turned bright red, and it was unclear whether it was from the high fever or the heat of the ginger water.

“Tonight is not too cold. I’ll have my brothers lend you their cotton coats, wrap yourself up and sweat it out tonight, and you’ll feel better once you sweat. Remember, don’t catch a cold again.”

With that, she pulled out a mink scarf and fastened it around his neck.

Lu Feiyi seemed surprised and asked in a muffled voice, “Isn’t this yours?”

Xiang Ying raised an eyebrow, “Yes, I’ll lend it to you for now. Remember to return it to me later. Get better soon because I can’t manage those people by myself.”

Lu Feiyi laughed, revealing a set of white teeth, and the harshness of his brows softened somewhat in the firelight.

“Okay, I’ll take care to recover and try not to hold you back.”

Xiang Ying lifted the curtain and left, assigning two water bandits to take turns looking after Lu Feiyi that night.

Mainly because there was a fire in his tent, and it was not safe without someone accompanying him.

Xiang Ying returned to her own tent, and the three little ones immediately gathered around.

“Mom, it’s so cold! Let’s have a hot pot!”

“I want spicy!”

Xiang Ying thought for a moment, “Okay!”

She rolled up her sleeves and called Tao Xue and Qi Fengyi over.

“Come and help, we are having mutton hot pot today!”