Chapter 181 Extreme Cold Fog Disaster
At noon.

The director of Linjiang City Agriculture Bureau, Xianfeng, looked at the weather tree with a look of amazement.

The last time the official organization appraised the achievements of the new agricultural company, this director attended the appraisal meeting.

Since "Xian" is a rather rare surname, Yang Fan was deeply impressed by the director.

The first director asked, "The fog on the weather tree in the video seemed to be much less than it is now."

Chairman Huo Xianglin quickly replied: "Yes, there was not much fog at that time, but the fog has been increasing since then."

Previously, the mist was just a thin layer.
Now it has become quite thick, covering most of the weather tree.

The director just said "Oh" and ignored Mr. Huo, but turned to look at Yang Fan.

The official's tone was very friendly: "Minister Yang, does this mean that the fog in Linjiang City will become even heavier in the future?"

Yang Fan nodded: "That's right!"

He reached out and grasped a branch of the weather tree, and said, “In another four hours, the fog in Linjiang City will reach the current state of the weather tree.”

Director Xian was a little surprised: "Minister Yang, are you communicating with the weather tree?"

Yang Fan nodded and said, "Yes, this is the information the weather tree told me."

The former director seemed to be curious and subconsciously stretched out his right hand, trying to pinch a leaf of the weather tree.

The people around hurriedly tried to stop them.

"Don't do it first, Director!"

"The Director cannot be touched!"

“This tree will hit people!”

Director Xian retracted his right hand as if he had received an electric shock, and said with an awkward smile: "My brain actually forgot about this matter."

He glanced at Yang Fan's right hand again, and said with a little envy: "Minister Yang is indeed a remarkable man."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "You're too kind."

He did not tell the director that even a person with awakened plant-related abilities might not be able to touch the weather tree.

One official cleverly changed the subject to ease his boss's embarrassment: "Minister Yang, besides fog, what else did the weather tree predict?"

Yang Fan's expression became a little serious: "The weather tree also told me that after the fog covers the city, abnormally low temperatures will come in a while."

He paused and emphasized: "The temperature may be lower than you can imagine."

Another middle-aged official chimed in: "If the temperature is below zero, the fog should turn into snow, right?"

The former director said calmly: "Now is the era of superpowers, stop saying such brainless things."

The middle-aged official groaned, and said in a humble tone: "Yes, yes, my vision is narrow."

Yang Fan looked at this scene and felt a little sad about the complexity of interpersonal relationships.

During this short period of time, he witnessed the swordplay between this group of middle-aged men.

Mr. Huo tried to please Director Xian, but Director Xian didn't like him very much.

The middle-aged official had some desire to show off, so the director began to criticize him, and his words were very impolite.

Yang Fan sincerely feels that only by possessing outstanding abilities can he live more freely.

Everyone has to respect it.

Everyone has to hold it.

at this time.

The director looked at Yang Fan with a serious expression: "Can this kind of low temperature freeze someone to death?"

Yang Fan, still holding the leaves, replied: "If ordinary people encounter this kind of low-temperature mist, they may turn into popsicles in no time."

This statement came out.

Everyone's expressions changed.

The director's face darkened. "So, the fog is a meteorological disaster?"

Yang Fan nodded heavily: "Yes, I feel that not only Linjiang City, but the whole world may experience extreme cold fog disasters."

The people around him all looked a little uneasy.

The director first mentioned the "extreme cold fog disaster" again, and then asked a question: "How long will the extreme cold fog disaster in Linjiang City last?"

Yang Fan did not give an exact number: "It can be as short as one or two days, or as long as three or four days."

The director first humbly asked for advice: "Minister Yang, how do you think we should deal with this extreme cold fog disaster?"

Yang Fan said without hesitation: "I urge all citizens to stay indoors and not go out unless necessary.

“The authorities prepared as much cold-resistant supplies as possible and deployed personnel to form rescue teams, ready to rescue civilians at any time.

"And the power facilities..."

He mentioned more than a dozen points in one breath, covering all aspects.

The former director was amazed and said, "These suggestions are all very good."

The director did not stay any longer: "This is a big deal, I have to report it to my superiors immediately!"

Director Xian stretched out his right hand towards Yang Fan: "Minister Yang, your warning is too important for Linjiang City."

Yang Fan held the other person's hand and said, "Director, you are too kind!"

He said seriously: "I grew up in Linjiang City. This is my home. This is what I should do."

Director Xian held Yang Fan's hand with his backhand and shook it vigorously a few times: "We must have a good chat when we have a chance in the future."

Judging from the director's tone, this was definitely not just a polite remark; he really wanted to have a good chat with Yang Fan.

The female secretary watched this scene, feeling both envious and admiring.

She increasingly felt that people with outstanding talents like her boss could easily succeed if they came across any opportunity.

Burying talent?

nonexistent!

soon.

The director and his entourage left first.

Before leaving.

The director kept waving at Yang Fan.

Even a fool could see that Director Xian really wanted to make friends with Minister Yang.

Director Huo came over immediately and said, "Minister Yang, for safety reasons, you should rest at home during these days of the extreme cold fog disaster."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment.

Is this considered a forced holiday? Director Huo looked at Ling Shuiling again and said with a smile: "Secretary Ling, you will send Minister Yang back later."

The female secretary responded, "Okay, Mr. Huo."

Mr. Huo did not forget to ask, "Minister Yang, do you have any supplies at home? If not, I'll ask someone to prepare some for you."

Yang Fan was not polite. He would not complain about having too many supplies: "Then I'll trouble the company."

Mr. Huo smiled and said, "It's my duty!"

*
after an hour.

Thick fog enveloped the entire Linjiang City.

Yang Fan stood at the door of his house and watched a small truck parked in front of the villa.

The rear door of the truck opened, and a dozen fully packed boxes immediately came into his sight.

These are the reserve supplies of Tianxing Company.

A deputy director of the company's logistics department, personally brought two employees and began to busily move the supplies.

These days, there are various restrictions on purchasing supplies in one's own name.

However, for companies like Tianxing that receive key support, it is much easier to purchase supplies.

ten minutes later.

All the supplies were moved to the villa's storage room.

The deputy minister said hello, and the pickup truck started slowly and drove towards the gate of the villa area.

Yang Fan watched the red taillights disappear in the mist and looked up at the sky.

With the help of his frost sensing ability, he knew that the cold air had appeared in the sky and was slowly settling down.

Yang Fan muttered to himself, "The fog actually brings cold air. What kind of law is this in the primordial world?"

The entire Blue Star has been affected by the extreme cold fog disaster, which is 100% caused by the Original Law.

He carefully sensed it for a while and shook his head: "Forget it, my current ability is not enough to perceive this kind of law."

"Wang!"

Wangzai thought his master's behavior was strange and called out from behind.

Yang Fan turned around and ordered, "Wangzai, use the vacuum cleaner to clean the storage room. There is a lot of dust just now."

"Wang!"

The dog butler responded.

Although it is just a big summer pastoral dog, it still knows how to use a vacuum cleaner.

The operating rod of the vacuum cleaner is equipped with a protective cover.

As long as Wangzai tilts his head, he can bite the protective cover and drag the vacuum cleaner around swiftly.

Yang Fan had nothing to do, so he went into the game room, turned on the computer, and prepared to start another game.

*
at the same time.

town Hall.

The emergency disaster relief command center has been extremely busy.

The top officials from all departments gathered here.

The former director was naturally one of them.

At this time.

A voice rang out: "According to the data from the meteorological department, the temperature of the cloud layer is dropping rapidly and has now fallen below freezing."

Chang Chao, the highest official in Linjiang City, nodded and said, "It seems that the extreme cold fog disaster predicted by the weather tree is indeed true."

Chief Chang couldn't help but sigh: "A tree can actually predict disasters. This world is becoming more and more unfamiliar to me."

The former director said: "This is a major change that has never happened in the history of Blue Planet. Humanity must adapt to it."

Chief Chang nodded: "Yes, if you don't adapt, you will die."

A few seconds passed.

Another piece of news has arrived.

This time the news came from the capital.

Such a big thing happened in Linjiang City, it is impossible not to report it to the higher-ups, and now all the top leaders of Daxia are paying close attention to this matter.

“National intelligence agencies said that a strange incident occurred in a country on the Black Continent yesterday evening local time.

"All the villagers in several remote villages suddenly froze into hard popsicles overnight, with more than 3,000 people dead.

“Civilians from nearby villages saw thick fog covering several hilltops that night.

"Intelligence personnel believe that this is most likely an extreme cold fog disaster."

The former director immediately said: "This must be the extreme cold fog disaster."

Other officials followed suit.

"I think so."

"It's exactly the same as what the people at Skystar said."

"The Black Continent is so far away, but this kind of thing actually happened. It seems that Tianxing Company is not talking nonsense. This is a global meteorological disaster."

Chief Chang turned to look at Director Xian and asked, "The young man who cultivated the weather tree you mentioned is named Yang Fan, right?"

The director said, “That’s right.”

Chief Chang smiled and said: "The name sounds ordinary, but this person is not ordinary at all. He is a talent."

He paused for a moment, then said, "How about this, invite Yang Fan to become a senior consultant to the City Hall, and give him a consultant allowance."

obviously.

Yang Fan's name has been deeply remembered by the highest officials in Linjiang City.

The secretary next to him asked, "According to which level will it be distributed?"

According to the system, there are usually only five levels of such allowances.

The lowest level is 1000 yuan per month, increasing by 500 yuan at each level, and the highest level five is 3000 yuan.

Although the money is not much, it represents an honor.

Commander Chang said without hesitation: "Yang Fan has made such a great contribution, of course he is level five!"

The secretary responded, “I’ll take care of this matter later.”

(End of this chapter)