Stockpiling for the Apocalypse: This Time, I'll Beat It
Chapter 129

Throwing a Tantrum

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Bai Yaoyao glanced at the trucks. Several people's hands were shaking so badly that they couldn't pull off the tarps, so she put the tarps from several trucks straight into her space.

The villagers all wanted to get out, but where could they escape to? If they stayed aboard and the rapidly falling snow overturned the trucks, they would have no chance of survival at all.

Although Xiao Xiaoshan knew that staying beside Dark Night was the safest choice right now, he still chose to help evacuate the villagers from the trucks.

Life mattered, but duty mattered more. Brother-in-law, I'm sorry I didn't listen. I hope you'll take good care of my sister.

Bai Yaoyao didn't know what else might follow the avalanche, so she couldn't spare much attention for anyone beyond her own people. She only glanced toward Xiao Xiaoshan.

Seeing that the kid hadn't run over to her but had gone straight to rescue people instead, she narrowed her eyes. You listened the whole way here, but when it really became a matter of life and death, you stopped listening...

It all happened in an instant. Snow kept rushing down, and in the blink of an eye, the entire convoy was buried.

Dark Night huddled together while Bai Yaoyao kept taking snow into her space, maintaining a clear area around them.

But there was simply too much snow. Even as she took some away, the surrounding snow kept sliding into the lower ground, gradually rising to the waists of everyone in Dark Night.

Only after about five or six minutes did the falling snow begin to slow. By then, all the vehicles and people had been buried.

"Sister Yao, I think it's stopped..."

"Holy shit, that was terrifying. If Sister Yao's spatial ability couldn't hold an unlimited

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