Chapter 1706 Sleep Talking

The rain has not stopped completely, and it is falling intermittently, but compared with the previous violent storm, it has paled in comparison. It can be said that the typhoon used to be difficult to make rain.

Standing on the second floor, Zhang Zian watched as Wang Qian and Li Kun drove the assault boat to send Xiao Qincai and her daughter away. Xiao Qincai kept waving goodbye until they turned the corner and could no longer see the pet shop.

Just as Wang Gan and Li Kun guessed, now that the street has become a river, the assault boat rides the wind and waves, which is more eye-catching than driving a Ferrari sports car, but the real Ferrari sports car is still submerged in the water because the chassis is too low.

Seeing that the typhoon had stopped, the neighbors in the neighborhood poked their heads out of the windows on the second and third floors, just in time to see the assault boat speeding past, with indescribable envy in their eyes. Everyone was trapped at home, and those with boats But they can come and go freely, after all, even if it is a seaside city, every family does not bring their own assault boats.

Occasionally, assault boats from the municipal and fishery departments pass by, busy helping people who are trapped outside due to typhoons or whose houses are flooded. In addition, clean drinking water and food must be distributed, and at the same time, loudspeaker broadcasts will be used to appease the masses.

Otaku’s emotions are very comforting. It doesn’t matter if there is no water or electricity, as long as the mobile phone has electricity and the Internet, but most people need more things to survive. It’s going to be dark, and it’s too uncomfortable to spend the night in the dark .

The typhoon came so suddenly that it was inevitable to be caught off guard. Not everyone had prepared in advance like Zhang Zian. After all, the aquarium was too afraid of power outages and the pet store was too afraid of being flooded.

With this experience, when the next typhoon comes, the citizens of Binhai should not be so panicked.

Zhang Zian and the shop assistants continued to go downstairs to clean up the incoming sewage.

About half an hour later, Wang Qian and Li Kun came back and said that they had safely delivered the mother and daughter of Xiaoqincai to their residential area, and they drove the boat all the way to the entrance of the building. Coupled with the lack of electricity, this means that they can only climb up to the upper floors step by step, but this is also impossible.

Zhang Zian told the shop assistants to go home, but now that the typhoon has stopped, and the family members have received information that they are safe and sound, they are not in a hurry to leave, after all, Zhang Zian alone can absorb water and pour water. Water and the like is really troublesome.

It wasn't until midnight that the clerks left in the assault boats one after another.

Since the sewers in the whole city are blocked, the sewage will not be discharged in a short time. The water level is only slightly lower than when the typhoon just stopped. Even tomorrow, the sewage may not completely recede.

So Zhang Zian told the clerks to rest at home tomorrow and not to come, since it is impossible to open the door for business anyway.

When they were gone, he and the elves had dinner.

The cat elves ate all kinds of canned cat food, the snow lion ate raw beef brisket, and Zhang Zian and Fala Feimas ate the self-heating rice he bought online.

Not only the mother and daughter of Celery and the shop assistants, but also the elves learned something from the picture book story. As for what, each elf felt differently, so they were particularly quiet when eating.

Today is a really tiring day. Even Zhang Zian, who is still relatively young, is so tired that he bends over to offer chrysanthemums so frequently that his back is sore and his legs hurt. .

I can't sleep well even when I sleep, I have to get up every few hours to clean up the sewage, otherwise the water will be flooded when I wake up tomorrow morning.

He set the alarm on his phone and fell asleep almost instantly.

Mere mortals! Since you have served Ben Gong for many days, and you have worked hard without credit, Ben Gong will not pursue your crime of disrespect...

Zi'an, I have passed on all the gains I have made in my life to you, remember to practice diligently, it will be of great use in the future...

Meow meow meow! Stinky man! It's a pity that my old lady still didn't turn you into a girl...

Zi'an, thank you for helping me find my name back...

quack! When my uncle is away, you idiot must be very lonely!

The revolution has not yet succeeded, and the seat still needs to work hard!

squeak... squeak...

Ah Ze'an~ Cheapskate~ Why can't you be generous to me once?

Brother, may God guide your path.

Meow~Zian~

In the haze, he seemed to hear the voices of the elves, but he was too sleepy, his eyelids seemed to be stuck with glue, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

He knew it was still late at night, logically the elves should be sleeping, but why...

Is it a dream?

This feeling is really like a dream, especially the kind of dream that is like a ghost pressing a bed, that is, sleep paralysis in science. I clearly feel that I am awake, but I just can't open my eyes or sit up.

what are you guys saying? Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?

Sleep paralysis generally occurs at two times, one is when you just fall asleep, and the other is when you are about to wake up. The common point is that during the half-dream and half-awake period, it is reflected in the inability of the fully awake brain to control the muscles, so various terrifying hallucinations will occur.

He tried his best to wake up completely, but couldn't.

It would be fine if it was a nightmare and woke up completely, but this is not a nightmare.

After a while—he couldn't tell how long this "moment" was, maybe it was just a moment, maybe a few minutes—the voices of the elves seemed to disappear, and the surroundings returned to silence.

Is it a dream?

As soon as his mind relaxed, an uncontrollable sense of exhaustion hit him, and this time he completely sank into a dream.

It was as if the glue that held the eyelids had disappeared, and he opened them suddenly, this time with great ease.

In front of me is...

Fantastic view.

The endless green ocean.

The looming mist under the feet...

He recognized right away where it was, the top of the Hidden Mist Mountain—not the modern Hidden Mist Mountain.

To be honest, he was relieved because he knew it was a dream.

Now that he knew it was a dream, he also knew who pulled him into the dream.

Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw Zhuang Xiaodie in Hanfu sitting on a stone bench, looking into the distance ecstatically.

He was already familiar with the dream world once and twice, and he was able to detect dreams faster and faster, and there was a little joy in his heart, secretly happy for his IQ.

"Yo! Have you eaten yet?"

He raised his hand to greet her.

Zhuang Xiaodie didn't answer this nonsense, and he was already used to her coldness.

"I always feel that your work is getting rougher and rougher. This stone chair shouldn't be here." He pointed to the stone chair she was sitting on, with a tone like Conan.

"Oh?" She finally reacted and turned to look at him, "Do you think so?"