Steel Steam and Flame

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It has been a long time since summer, and it is still raining heavily today. If it lasts for another week, it will exceed the 29 consecutive days in May.

I haven't seen warm sunshine for 22 days, even if it is light red, at least it can bring warmth. The surrounding buildings were soaked in rainwater and were moldy, just like the swollen and white corpses that would wash up on the banks of the Creme River from time to time, and a squeeze would squirt foul-smelling sticky juice. In which horror book did I read this sentence? Can't remember anymore.

However, the number of homicides in the city has indeed increased exponentially recently. I often hear colleagues say that they saw corpses in the river again. Fortunately, I didn't see it, so I can pretend it didn't happen.

Today, I went to the printing machine to get the printed materials. The paper is all wet, and the pen can become a paste when I write on it.

When I returned to the office and looked in the mirror, I felt that mold was growing all over my body, and my face and hands were often covered with a faint film of water. I quickly baked it by the small fireplace, the effect was remarkable, and the dry feeling was really comfortable. I finally understood the reason why there are small fireplaces everywhere in the office building. Sure enough, when designing and building, I took all aspects into consideration, and I was still too young.

I found that during this period of time, my daily water intake has decreased. Probably because the skin itself is constantly absorbing the moisture in the air, especially the hands and face. That's a good thing, I haven't used moisturizer in a few weeks.

This morning, the person who repaired the lamps came again. This is the fourth time this month, next week, they should come again. After repairing the line, I saw them smoking in the corridor. After several times they failed to ignite, they went to the small fireplace to bake before taking a sip. The helpless expressions at that time made people happy and emotional.

When I walked past them with the documents in hand, I found that they were talking about the recent work several times more. It turned out that after the heavy rain, it was not only us who were extremely busy, but also many departments became the same.

They said that in just a few months, hundreds of people were recruited, and after simple training, they began to run around the city to repair some simple lines. The hardest ones seem to be the power maintenance group, judging from their chitchat. Repairs are only a small part of the work of power maintenance, and the continuous addition of new steam pipelines is the key work.

The power maintenance also recruited a lot of new people to go in. There was not enough training time, so they pulled them over to work as hard laborers, helping to lift the pipes one by one in the heavy rain. Hearing them say this, I realized how comfortable it is to work in an office building half of the time, without getting wet and moldy, and there is a fireplace to keep it dry from time to time.

But the wages for power maintenance are very high, and they are envious while smoking. In fact, I was also envious of hearing them chatting on the sidelines. It is exactly five times my salary,,,

Ah, five times the salary, if I were a man, I would definitely go to power maintenance there. Do one month, take four months off, do another month, and take another four months off. It's a pity that I can't. During the four months of rest, my whole body is definitely covered with mold.

The mid-morning meeting continued to discuss the bombing in the power zone southwest of the city. It's been almost two weeks and no reason for the investigation has been released. In the past, it was possible to quickly know the inside information, the reason, and the direction. This time it was different, no news was revealed, and the discussions were all about the information obtained on the first day.

Fortunately, there are new results, the steam pipeline and power network have been fully restored. Nearly two weeks of uninterrupted maintenance, the workers' tents were set up next to it, the result of three shifts. At the meeting, it was said that they should be rewarded, publicized as representatives, and special funds should be set up as rewards.

Everyone agrees, after all, things like this will happen often in the future, right? I think. Under the continuous heavy rain, the city became strange, less and less the one I knew before.

At the end of the meeting, we talked about the road lights. The department I was in charge of,,, was approaching lunch time, and I thought I could escape, but I finally said it.

It was a beautiful day, and it ended at the last minute of the meeting.

What about the street lights? A lot of time has been compressed. It is no longer open around the clock, but only extended in the early morning and a little earlier in the evening; it is not the main road, and the time period management is carried out according to the surveyed traffic flow and pedestrian flow; the brightness of the lamps is adjusted. Downgrade across the board, reduce consumption and save energy.

How else to save energy? Can't think of a way, at least in the street light.

Alas, in addition to the street lights, the work of urban greening seems to have been transferred to our side because of the heavy rain. Why did work become like this? Things that obviously had nothing to do with us came all of a sudden. Is it because the higher-ups knew about our leisurely state before, and now we want to make up for it?

It is obviously an industrial city, but suddenly there is a shortage of energy sources. Isn't this incident in itself strange? When designing, shouldn't there be sufficient redundancy?

But fortunately, I heard from my colleagues that the situation on the traffic control side is even worse. Many carried sleeping bags and set up small tents and lived in the dining halls, lounge areas and hallways of office buildings. There are indeed many trains to and from Minkface City recently, and they are already blocked. At least I can go home, and I still have a complete rest day every week.

After a while, it shouldn't be like this, right? I think.

Lunch was exactly the same as last week, but today I added a small portion of canned meat, which is very good.

In the afternoon,,, thinking of going out again in the afternoon, I feel very irritable. I really want to stay in the office and sit on a soft chair. The work is almost done, and I can take out the book again. Although recently, there is less and less time to take out books to read.

I remember the last time, um, eight days ago to be precise, that time I went out and the situation was the same as today, a large area of ​​green plants withered, a whole street more than 300 meters long, all the trees planted on both sides died.

The report says the scope is even greater today. It is a section of road that is a kilometer long, and all the trees on both sides are dead, and there is not a single weed. Was it caused by someone deliberately bringing chemical reagents to water and spray at night? The dead plants are more like decaying quickly in a short period of time. All the leaves have fallen off, and a layer of bark has been corroded. When it falls on the ground, it forms a paste that cannot be completely washed away by heavy rain in a short period of time.

Samples were collected several times before, and this time they will be collected again. Several samples were submitted to schools and hospitals in the city, but after a period of time, the analysis results of the first sample did not come back. What could be the reason? Sure enough, nights under heavy rain are more suitable for concealed travel, so someone will take this opportunity to come out and do bad things?

According to internal sources, there will be an announcement about the night ban in the near future. By then, maybe the situation will get better?

Ah, there are still ten minutes left in the lunch break, and today's diary is still very long. In the past, I would also take a lunch break. It should be because I have too much work in the past few days, and I am so tired that I am excited.

The diary is almost finished, and I need to buy a new notebook.

How much will you write tomorrow? It will be as many as today.

In the afternoon, I will go to the place where the new plants are withered~www.readwn.com~ According to the experience of the previous few times, I should bring a bigger umbrella, a long windbreaker, a bottle of spray perfume, and There is a thermos mug filled with hot black tea. The city under the heavy rain does not feel like summer at all, it is more like a combination of heavy rain in summer and cold wind in winter.

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Trinya Fitrins closed the diary, opened the side drawer, put it at the bottom of a stack of documents, pressed it, and closed it gently so as not to disturb other people who were still resting in the office. After doing this, she clenched her fists and raised her hands in the smallest posture, stretching her body.

The sound of the rainstorm was isolated by the double-glazed windows, and still came into the few parts. Compared with the sound of rattling outside the window, the sound coming into the office is obviously the best sleep aid music.

Sighing softly, Trinya couldn't stop feeling depressed when she thought of working in the rainstorm outside the window in the afternoon.

"I really want to stay here and not go out until I get off work." She whispered to herself, looking out the window in a daze, and when her thoughts came back to her eyes, the time on the bronze clock on the side wall of the office had already reached 2:10 p.m. .

"Okay..." She jumped up in fright, looked around in a panic, and blushed instantly when she saw a group of colleagues who were looking over. It was only when I saw my colleague who was going out with me in the afternoon looking at me, holding the materials that I needed in the afternoon, that my panic calmed down. She smiled dryly, quickly tidied up her desk, and prepared to go out one by one according to what was written in her diary.

At 2:23 p.m., a seven-seater limousine pressed against a shallow layer of flowing rainwater on the parking lot, left the office building area, and drove towards the street where the plants withered.

(end of this chapter)

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