HPDBC Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Chapter 83
However, Wen Qian's wishes were of little use, as it snowed again on New Year's Day, and this time the snow lasted for three days, a blizzard.
Many villages had already lost power, but at that time, Wen Qian and her family were removing snow from the roof of their house. If the snow was too thick, it could collapse the roof, and that was all they could do at the moment.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
Snowfall would impede traffic, although there were not many people on the roads now, but some relief efforts were also obstructed.
At the same time, provinces and cities further south of An Province also began to experience a major drop in temperature.
The power of the Triple La Niña was stronger than ever before, and many southern cities had no concept of winter at all, one could say they basically had no winter.
Even with the occasional cold snaps in recent years, they had only bought a few extra pieces of clothing, who knew that people could freeze to death at this point.
Even the migratory birds that had flown south for the winter suffered heavy losses, a rare occurrence.
At this time, people faced a double blow from the virus and severe cold, and the entire Northern Hemisphere seemed to have fallen into silence.
Of course, the summer Southern Hemisphere was not doing much better either, with many medically underdeveloped countries losing not just individual lives, but entire villages, towns, or small cities.
Some people suspected that humans had angered the gods, while others said the Earth had begun a great purge.
In early February, people were still studying cases of those who had survived the grasp of the Grim Reaper, hoping to gain some insight.
The news brought a glimmer of hope, as people finally saw a glimmer of hope.
But by this time, the death toll had already stopped being publicly reported, or rather, it was difficult to count.
It was estimated that after this catastrophe was over, only a third of the people on Earth would still be alive, or perhaps even fewer.
Suicide rates were unprecedentedly high, and social unrest had also emerged in many countries, with an increased number of gun-related deaths.
The snow near Wen Qian's home was quite thick, so she didn't go out, planning to wait until the snow had mostly melted before leaving.
Wen Qian eventually planted a few strawberry seedlings in her flower pots, which she had sprouted from strawberry seeds. Although it was difficult, the thought of being able to bear fruit made her quite happy.
As for the chickweed, she had eaten two batches, but afterwards, because it was too cold outside, she could only put it on the windowsill, sunbathing it when the sun was strongest.
She had thought she could start planting right away.
The ice and severe cold made it impossible for many farms to continue their operations. Food and vegetable prices typically rose a bit during this season, but now they had skyrocketed.
Some people could not even buy things with money because transportation was also a problem.
The convenient life that people had in their minds seemed to have regressed to the previous level of self-sufficiency, but what could be done?
Many city dwellers could not even leave their homes and could only rely on rations.
In mid-March, Wen Qian saw that she could finally go outside, so she climbed out with a ladder, put away the ladder, and started heading towards the pasture.
When she reached the old place, she found that her phone still had no signal, so she turned on the radio.
It was only from the snippets of news on the radio that Wen Qian learned of the terrible events that had occurred in the short few months since she had lost internet access.
If it weren't for the desolation all around, Wen Qian would have wanted to wear a mask herself.
Then she thought it would be better not to go to the pasture area or near the Jade Mountain Range for the time being.
It was best if she didn't encounter anyone.
By late March, temperatures started to warm up, but people still dared not leave their homes, fearing they would become the Grim Reaper's next harvest.
The treatment for this disease was still to try various known drugs, but developing a specialized treatment drug was an extremely difficult task.
Unfortunately, the lives that people managed to save came with very severe aftereffects, to the point that for many people, it would have been better to die.
The so-called improvement in the situation was merely that the existing cases had mostly passed away, and people had only managed to stop the further spread of the virus, not that they had conquered the virus, only that they had isolated it.
The impact of this virus on human society could be said to be unprecedented.
But the situation had not ended there, people's lives had become a mess, and society would not be able to return to normal functioning for a while.
They were still a long way from truly eliminating the virus.