The snow outside the courtyard gate had clearly been cleared, but only a portion of it had been cleared.
The courtyard had also been cleaned up, but again, only a small path had been cleared.
This should be the result of Yin Qinghong's cleanup.
Perhaps hearing the sound of the courtyard gate opening, Yin Qinghong ran out of the room.
Upon seeing Ling Yi, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Regardless, Yin Qinghong is ultimately a girl.
Even if she could contact Ling Yi and the others, being home alone in this kind of weather was still a bit scary.
The moment Yin Qinghong saw Ling Yi, she felt inexplicably at ease.
" Yanzi just called me and said she's staying in the dorm tonight. I thought you'd be staying there too," Yin Qinghong said.
I'm worried about you being home alone. Have you eaten?
"After eating a sweet potato, we ran out of firewood."
"Wait a moment, I'll make you something to eat!" At Ling Yi's house, there's no shortage of food.
Even though Ling Yi consumes less and less energy with each search, the amount of food he consumes after each search is still staggering.
Yin Qinghong didn't say anything, but seeing Ling Yi busy in the kitchen, a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
But didn't they run out of firewood? How will Ling Yi cook?
Just then, Ling Yi took out something that looked like a candle from the cabinet next to him.
However, a two-foot-long metal wire was attached to the back of the candle.
After adjusting its direction, it was placed inside the stove.
Then, Ling Yi pressed the button-like button at one end of the metal wire several times.
"Teng!"
A burst of red light shot out from one side of the candle.
Ling Yi adjusted the angle using the iron hook.
Let the red glow, resembling butterfly wings, rise upwards before opening the pot lid and adding water.
"What is this?" Yin Qinghong asked, bending down to look at the " Huoyan " in the stove.
"This is called Combustion Rod..." Ling Yi only told Yin Qinghong what it was and how to use it, without saying anything else.
Yin Qinghong didn't ask any further questions. She knew that Ling Yi possessed many strange and unusual things, and also had many secrets.
But she's a smart person; at least she knows what she should and shouldn't ask.
Ling Yi cooked rice and stewed Potato ribs and potatoes.
"I just saw the news. Almost the entire North Leaf Province has been hit by the disaster, and the situation is terrible." Yin Qinghong didn't eat much; a bowl of rice and a few pieces of pork ribs were enough for her.
After a pause, Yin Qinghong asked again, "The school probably doesn't have many supplies left, right?"
"Okay!" Ling Yi nodded, then added, "Don't worry, I'll take care of the supplies."
Did you call your parents? How are things going on their end?
"Everything's fine back home. People in the countryside have a habit of stockpiling grain, and we bought several tons of coal a while ago."
That's true, not only in Yin Qinghong's home, but also in Ling Yi's home.
The food stored at home is enough to last for several months without any problem.
"By the way, the 7 o'clock news just reported something very interesting: President Klindon of the Eagle Country was Thrusting yesterday afternoon during a speech. It is said that the Thrusting was a Fishman."
Ling Yi smiled and nodded.
He knew about this, of course, because it was part of the Zombie Bug Project.
"You seem very happy?" the engine asked curiously.
"Shouldn't we be happy that Klindon was Thrusting?" Ling Yi laughed.
"What's so great about this?" Yin Qinghong murmured to herself, not quite understanding it.
The next day, the heavy snow outside continued, and the snow had blocked most of the doorway, reaching up to Ling Yi's waist.
Even Ling Yi began to worry.
In my previous life, I was lucky enough to stay in an internet cafe for a Half Moon and barely felt the horror of this disaster.
At the same time, I felt very guilty.
If he had remembered this earlier, perhaps he could have avoided it.
Ling Yi couldn't help but think of those major events from 1998.
If you have the ability, then do what you are capable of.
To prevent this from happening again, Ling Yi had the AI program Xiaowei No. 5 create a memo for him.
Ling Yi first called his parents in Red Maple Village, and they were fine.
But my father told me that several houses in the village had collapsed under the weight of the heavy snow, but thankfully no one was killed.
This made Ling Yi even more worried.
His order wouldn't arrive for another two and a half days. In two and a half days, how many more people would be affected...? Ling Yi didn't dare to think about it.
Then I called Lin Yuya and Old Zhao.
Because it was too cold and the snow was too thick, the teachers dared not let the students go out to clear the snow.
I simply cleaned up the dormitory and the path to the cafeteria.
Both students and teachers are filled with anxiety at this moment.
But Old Zhao gave Ling Yi another piece of bad news.
"The school's boiler room broke down, and the heating went out two hours ago. But now the snow and wind are too strong outside, and people can't go out. We have no idea what the situation is like over there."
Old Zhao and his friends now live in the boys' dormitory, while the school's boiler room is located next to the water room behind the teaching building.
"If the boiler room can't be repaired, in this kind of weather, if the indoor temperature can't be guaranteed, many students will likely get sick, and the situation will be even worse."
"Also, the power is already out on Six Symbols Road. If it goes out again..."
Ling Yi didn't say much, offered a few words of comfort, and then hung up the phone.
He planned to go check out the boiler room and, while he was at it, also visit the power distribution room.
However, Ling Yi didn't tell Old Zhao and the others about this, so as not to worry them.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Yi grabbed the shovel by the door and opened it.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind rushed into the room.
Fortunately, Ling Yi's current physical condition allows him to withstand this temperature.
Ling Yi began clearing the snow from the courtyard as quickly as possible.
After clearing the snow from around the room, Ling Yi returned and took out fifty Combustion Rod.
Then, following the order, a few were placed around the room, a few were thrown on the roof, and a few more were thrown around the courtyard.
And they were all set to "keep warm" mode.
The 223 Combustion Rod's heat preservation mode can keep the temperature constant at around 40 degrees Celsius.
In this mode, the 223 Combustion Rod can operate continuously for at least a week.
Ling Yi intends to use this method to forcibly melt the snow while maintaining the temperature on campus.
To prevent the melted snow from accumulating, Ling Yi dug an extremely deep drainage ditch.
As fifty Combustion Rod were thrown out, the snow in the courtyard began to melt slowly at a visible rate, gradually turning into meltwater that flowed out of the yard through the drainage ditch.
The drainage ditch extends to a slope, and then flows down the slope into the river below.
To prevent the drainage ditch from freezing, Ling Yi placed several Combustion Rod along the way.
" Xiaowei No. 5, monitor the surroundings. If anyone approaches, immediately retrieve the Combustion Rod outside!"
"Receive!"
Yin Qinghong, who was in the room, saw everything Ling Yi did.
Only now did Yin Qinghong realize just how incredible the Combustion Rod Ling Yi had mentioned truly was.
This thing can not only continuously generate high temperatures in the snow, but it can also function normally even in snow water.
Moreover, the red glow emitted by the Combustion Rod was not Huoyan at all.
It is most likely some kind of safe, high-temperature radiation.
However, Yin Qinghong didn't understand any of this; she only saw the value of this thing from a business perspective.
After finishing these tasks, Ling Yi went to the west wing warehouse, carried a bag of Combustion Rod on his back, and also picked up two plastic charcoal boxes before walking directly out of the courtyard.
" Ling Yi, be careful!" Yin Qinghong shouted.
"Okay!" Ling Yi paused for a moment, then walked out of the room.
I checked the time; it was already around seven o'clock.
The sky was still filled with heavy snow, Shrouding the Heavens and turning everything into a white expanse.
Taking a deep breath, Ling Yi suddenly accelerated, his entire body like a Savage Bull, breaking through the snow in front of him, instantly creating a cloud of snow mist.
But as Ling Yi 'Ling Yi speed increased, his figure gradually rose higher, and in the blink of an eye, he was on the snow.
This is the effect that occurs when speed reaches a certain level.
It's roughly similar to skipping Shitou on water.
Ling Yi seemed like a sharp sword cutting through the swirling snow, his body transforming into a blur, leaving behind a trail of snow mist and swirling snowflakes.
If someone were to witness this scene, they would surely exclaim in alarm that a monster is present.
At that speed, Ling Yi rushed to the school and found the boiler room in less than two minutes.
Seeing the chimney that had stopped smoking, Ling Yi frowned.
Outside the boiler room door, there were signs that the snow had been cleared.
The trail extended all the way to the adjacent warehouse.
The warehouse door opened, revealing a small pile of coal, half-hidden by snow.
Next to the coal, there was a wheelbarrow that had fallen to one side.
Ling Yi pushed open the iron door to the boiler room.
There was still some warmth inside, so it wasn't too cold.
But there was no one inside.
Nine times out of ten, the boiler operator ran away.
Ling Yi was somewhat annoyed, but now was not the time to delve into these matters.
There were still some Mars in the boiler; the fire hadn't completely died down.
Ling Yi immediately started more than a dozen Combustion Rod and threw them into the boiler's combustion chamber.
Looking at the sudden burst of intense red light inside the stove, Ling Yi murmured, "Hopefully there's nothing wrong with the pipes, otherwise it'll be troublesome."
Ling Yi did not leave immediately; he needed to wait for feedback from the dormitory.
As the temperature rises, the pressure valve's dial begins to fluctuate, quickly reaching the marked standard range.
Seeing the pressure still increasing, Ling Yi knew that the pressure couldn't be too high, or it would explode.
It wasn't until Ling Yi removed the four Combustion Rod that the pressure finally stabilized within the standard range.
After waiting a few more minutes, Ling Yi dialed Old Zhao's mobile phone.
" Old Zhao, check if the heating has returned to normal?"
Old Zhao was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "You went to the school's boiler room?"
We'll talk about that later!
Old Zhao was filled with worry, but he knew now was not the time to ask these questions.
A moment later, Old Zhao exclaimed with delight, "The heating's on! It's on! That's great!"
Hearing Old Zhao's words, Ling Yi breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the worst-case scenario hadn't occurred.
That would be a real problem if the heating pipes froze.
" Ling Yi, what's the situation at the boiler room?"
"Everything's alright now, I'm going to the power distribution room!"
Old Zhao quickly called out to stop them, "Don't run around! It's too dangerous outside!"
"Don't worry, Old Zhao, I never do anything I'm not sure I can handle."
Ling Yi hung up the phone after speaking.
Ling Yi went to the power distribution room mainly to install backup power.
Just 50 units of 223 Energy Battery are enough to supply the school's electricity needs for at least a month.