Chapter 285: The Modified RV

It turned out the RV had been fully modified last month. Chu Zhuohua had been secretive, saying one project wasn’t finished yet. Jing Shu was busy and hadn’t paid much attention.

Anyway, the RV just needed to be ready before the migration or before next year’s earthquake. During the earthquake, they’d need to evacuate to flat areas. Compared to pitching tents, Jing Shu preferred living in the RV.

Another reason for wanting the RV was temperature.

Daytime temperatures had dropped to 20°C and would fall further next year. Recent news repeated the same old problem: Earth had returned to its original orbit, but seasonal chaos remained unresolved.

Everyone knew Earth’s rotation caused day and night. Earth was still spinning happily.

Earth’s revolution caused seasons. Due to orbital issues, Earth’s revolution speed had slowed from 1670 km/h to a fraction of that. It sometimes moved forward, sometimes backward, sometimes normally, like disco dancing. This caused each season to last about a year.

Reports said the UN and Chinese experts were developing new research to control the moon’s gravity to fix Earth’s problems. So, besides the artificial sun, this research was also a money sink.

In her past life, Jing Shu didn’t know this. This life, Su Xiangnan and Qian Duoduo, two super energy tycoons, kept complaining about poverty, so she asked. She still didn’t understand why, with abundant national resources—especially natural gas in Wu City covering a third of China—ordinary people couldn’t access electricity and energy.

It turned out the government was quietly doing a lot behind the scenes. The saying went: if you live safely, it’s because someone silently sacrifices for you.

Some glamorous rich people also had responsibilities, though some were corrupt and despicable.

Worse, after Earth returned to its orbit, dust from star collisions covered the sky, blocking sunlight.

Without sunlight, temperatures should have plummeted, but they didn’t. Scientists explained that thick dust acted as insulation, slowing temperature drops. So Earth’s temperature declined slowly and would continue as long as sunlight didn’t return.

No one knew how low temperatures would go.

Scientists predicted it would get colder day by day.

Next year, Wu City’s temperature would drop below zero Celsius, with nights below minus ten. Wu City was in the northwest, where winters reached minus 30°C. Before, every home had floor heating, and buses, companies, and malls had heating, so people didn’t feel cold.

Now, without heating, it was as cold as the south—freezing.

In her past life, Su Long, her uncle’s son, didn’t live in the square. The cold made him sleepless, so he wanted to sleep at home, which led to the death of his whole family.

So even if Jing Shu lived in a windproof tent with her family, they’d freeze at minus ten degrees. With the RV’s heater, who’d want to live in a tent? Having lived once, she didn’t want to suffer again.

The RV belonged to Su Xiangnan’s people, driven back by a man named Da Shi. Jing Shu had just become vice president of the Medicinal Herb Association a few days ago and wanted to perform well, so she was busy there.

When she got the call, she rushed from the association to Banana Community. The cold, rainy weather didn’t stop her excitement, but the community blocked the RV’s entry.

The community gate was grand—an eight-meter-wide, five-meter-high stone arch, imposing.

But the modified RV couldn’t get in. The original RV was 3.9 meters high and one story. Now it had an added second story. Jing Shu looked up at the giant, about 5.5 meters tall—just scraping the top of the gate. This wasn’t an RV but a huge villa.

Luckily, migration vehicles didn’t move fast, so the RV didn’t need to go fast. It should be safe... hopefully.

The original German MAN’s second floor was an open balcony, but now it was enclosed by Jing Shu’s light steel. There were also twelve streamlined protrusions welded to the sides, shaped like wings in the dark—maybe symbolizing twelve-winged angels? Ready to fly?

What if it couldn’t get in? Jing Shu called Li Yutian and the community manager. After giving each two cigars, the manager said, “Break the gate. We’re moving it to prevent flooding.”

“Okay, I’ll send a team to break it.”

So the top of the gate was smashed. In the apocalypse, no sunlight meant no worries about aesthetics.

Inside, several height-limit bars were removed. Anyone blocking the way would be dealt with decisively.

Fortunately, the temperature was down to 20°C, the rain was cold, and no one was on the road.

Jing Shu felt like she was in a horror movie, seeing crowds at windows watching the giant RV. They heard noises and saw the light, their eyes showing strange emotions. Jing Shu felt like she was seeing her past self.

Finally, the super RV was escorted into its custom garage. The height was just right; otherwise, Jing Shu would have cried.

“Where’s Chu Zhuohua?”

“Miss Jing, he said he had other things to do and left. He asked me to explain everything to you. Here’s the RV manual and the surprise from Boss Su.”

Turning on the garage light, the modified German MAN was unrecognizable. Seeing it head-on, Jing Shu’s mouth dropped. She had to say, “Wow.”

“Follow me. I’ll start from the front.”

Jing Shu closed her mouth, nodded, suppressed her joy, and hurried over, very happy. “So, what’s Boss Su’s surprise?”

Da Shi smiled mysteriously, “First, the latest RSC anti-rollover stability system. Your RV is tall and prone to tipping, but now it won’t roll over even at a 40° tilt.”

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