Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 327 - 319: Preparations Before the Cold Wave

Seeing that she was about to reach the finish line, Cheng Xiaoxiao suddenly lost her balance, sprawled out, and bit the snow.

At the same time, the system’s warning sounded in her mind, "Host, watch out for the ice cave."

Unfortunately, she was already falling as the warning came.

The scene fell silent, and the cheers abruptly stopped.

She buried her head in the snow, wanting to stay there, feeling terribly embarrassed.

Who would come to rescue her from this awkwardness?

Someone, contrary to her wishes, forcefully yanked her arm and pulled her up.

"Are you okay?"

Zhou Yanlan looked at the disheveled girl in front of him with amusement; her embarrassed face seemed like she wanted to crawl into a hole.

"You’ve enjoyed watching me make a fool of myself, haven’t you?"

Zhou Yanlan: He hadn’t said a word, so why was the blame being thrown at him?

The others exchanged looks among themselves.

Some looked up at the sky, some glanced at their toes, and some slipped away, indicating they had lots of work to do. Watching the captain make a fool of herself was too risky.

Offending the captain meant no meat to eat; past lessons were still fresh in memory. The team members decided it was best not to provoke her, so they all scattered.

Only Cheng Xiaoxiao and Zhou Yanlan were left on the scene.

Someone teased, "Your subordinates are quite sensible."

Ha ha!

Yes, her people were sensible, but unfortunately, someone wasn’t.

System: Can it gripe and say, "Isn’t this a case of reaping what you sow?"

She was in a bad mood, not only defeated but also deeply embarrassed.

She walked away angrily, limping.

Leaving Zhou Yanlan behind, watching her back, with a slight twitch of his lips.

This kind of daily occurrence happened often; she was either making mischief or in the process of being pranked.

It brought a lot of joy to this snowy season.

The members of the 132th Regiment gradually stopped being so afraid of Zhou Yanlan, and occasionally they even greeted him. Although he was still aloof, there was no stopping the eager learners who wanted to improve their martial arts.

Especially the kids, who affectionately called him "Big Brother," "Brother Zhou," every time.

Zhou Yanlan was skilled in martial arts and had excellent comprehension. Even if no one told him how the Spirit Guiding Scripture Heart worked, he could offer guidance and corrections through the kids’ every move, making it easier and more intuitive for them to practice.

The most obvious effect was that ever since Zhou Yanlan came, more and more people had opened their meridians, felt the circulation of Qi Force, and thus stepped into the ranks of the samurai.

The Patrol Team’s combat power advanced by leaps and bounds, and the power of coordinated combat became more magnificent, like an Inner Strength group battle reinforced by team formations, which Cheng Xiaoxiao and others couldn’t teach.

So now, throughout the camp, besides Cheng Xiaoxiao, who provided food and clothing, Zhou Yanlan had become the most popular one. In gratitude, someone made clothes, shoes, and socks for him, someone delivered meals, and someone eagerly cared for him.

As a result, she, the captain, became invisible, leading the unsatisfied person to often find faults.

Zhou Yanlan, however, didn’t mind. Every time the little girl couldn’t win, she resorted to pranks. Although sometimes it was exasperating yet amusing, it also made his frozen heart feel warmth and solidity.

The people here were straightforward, genuinely lovely, and passionately emotional. Everyone wore a smile, diligently doing their work, without intrigue, deceit, or bloodshed. Calm and fulfilling, the environment was so beautiful and desirable.

The next day, Cheng Xiaoxiao woke up, walked out of her tent, and looked dazedly at the gray-white sky for a long time. She took off her warm gloves, letting her slender hands be exposed to the cold air, yet not a single snowflake fell.

She could faintly feel the warmth of the sun, relaxing her mood, like the pleasant comfort after a rain.

In the midst of this beauty, Cheng Xiaoxiao was suddenly brought back to reality by the system’s words.

"Host, I sense the micro-particles in the air are jumping erratically."

Right, the temperature is getting colder, and things will only get worse. Why did the snow suddenly stop?

Something unusual must be happening.

"Yes, host, you are right, the cold wave is likely coming..."

Without time to think further, Cheng Xiaoxiao quickly gathered the captains of the 132th Regiment for an emergency meeting.

Half an hour later, everyone was finally present. At first, they were puzzled as to why the captain had suddenly called for a meeting, but upon seeing her serious expression, they realized it must not be simple.

"I’m gathering everyone for one thing: the cold wave is imminent, and we must complete all relocation work today."

The people present didn’t look well. They had been preparing for this moment for so long, was it really coming?

Seeing their reactions being calmer than expected, she wasted no words and began assigning tasks directly.

"The Clothing Department, Life Department, pack up all daily items and transfer them to the Underground City."

"Got it."

"The Finance Department will assist the Production Department in moving large furniture and equipment to designated locations."

"Got it."

"The Patrol Team is to split into two groups – one group brings more people to seal off the workshops, the other goes to Taoyuan Village to bring the remaining people into the mountains."

"Got it."

"Mr. Gui, how is the production of the warning signs coming along?"

"It’s almost done. Give us another half day, and we’ll have them all carved," Gui Lianxu replied.

The person who had been defeated repeatedly along the way had given up struggling, no longer puzzling over why some students understood things even better than he did, or why his calculations couldn’t outmatch a child, no – not just one child, but a group of them.

There was too much hardship along this path, making Mr. Gui, who was well-read in classic literature, have no choice but to bow to the reality.

He was also curious if the disaster would be that great?

The truth would soon be revealed, and his heart couldn’t help but boil with excitement; the moment of witnessing history was about to arrive.

"Alright, in the afternoon, Mr. Gui, lead your students to hang the signs according to the map locations."

"No problem!"

"Uncle Dali, gather a few people to help you transfer all the animals and equipment from the warm house to the Underground City."

"Got it."

"Second Brother, the scheduling and arrangement of non-staff personnel are under your responsibility."

"Got it, I guarantee the task will be completed," Cheng Hao said, without much surprise, instead appearing to have an excited anticipation.

Cheng Xiaoxiao wondered if she had seen it wrong – was that faint smile on Second Brother’s face so weird?

It must be her eyes playing tricks.

Now was a critical time, the most tense moment, and everyone needed to be seriously focused; that was the correct approach.

"Alright, everyone, make the arrangements quickly. This meeting is adjourned."

Cheng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. Saving these people was already her limit.

The entire construction of the Underground City and the surface buildings was still in a semi-completed state; they could only get through this crisis first.

She wondered what the world would be like after the cold wave.

After the meeting ended, the entire camp got busy.

Yet at this moment, someone decided to stir the pot.