Chapter 317 - 307: Like a God
Tang Mo immediately reached out and pulled Yangyang into her arms. The little boy was still freezing cold, even wrapped in an adult’s coat.
Even an adult couldn’t withstand this temperature, let alone a child who was only a few years old.
If Tang Mo had arrived just a moment later, Yangyang might have fallen ill from the cold.
Tang Mo immediately channeled an energy that blended her spiritual power and Life Force into Yangyang’s body, transferring warmth to him.
"Big Sis, you’re so warm."
The effect of the warmth was instantaneous. Yangyang quickly felt his body warm up, and he buried his head in his sister’s embrace, refusing to come out.
"Big Sis, give my coat to Mommy. I’m not cold anymore."
Once he no longer felt the cold and his senses returned, Yangyang immediately wanted to give his coat to his mother. The little boy, not even three years old, was already so sensible.
Seeing how well Yangyang had grown during her absence, Tang Mo’s heart warmed.
But with Tang Mo around, there was no need for Yangyang’s coat.
Tang Mo took several large down jackets from her Space and gave them to Lin Yi and Wen Jianshu. She even gave one to each of the trusted aides standing by Wen Jianshu’s side.
When disaster strikes, it’s every man for himself. Although the Wen Family, the Li Family, and Qin Ling were all leaders of the base, their situations were completely different. Qin Ling’s trusted followers were his brothers-in-arms, men who had faced life and death alongside him. Most importantly, in these apocalyptic times, Qin Ling’s personal strength had earned everyone’s respect and recognition, which was why his team was far more united and capable of enduring hardship.
As for people like Wen Jianshu and Li Xian, although their foundations were also deep, their power was ultimately rooted in wealth and politics.
Over the past two years, they had cultivated many capable and loyal individuals. But this was the apocalypse, after all, and people are inherently selfish. Temporary benefits could bind a person for a short time, but they couldn’t secure anyone’s complete loyalty.
This was especially true now. With the natural disaster striking, the base had already been torn apart.
Anyone with eyes could see that the base was well and truly finished today. No one knew what the future held or how they would survive.
Under these conditions, wealth and high political positions suddenly became worthless—less valuable, even, than a single padded jacket.
Without protection, leaders and commoners were suddenly on equal footing. When it came to survival, no one would yield an inch just because you once held power.
The fact that Wen Jianshu’s few aides were still protecting him at a time like this was a testament to their moving loyalty.
The men put on the down jackets and immediately felt a bit warmer, but even the jackets couldn’t completely fend off such a sudden and intense cold.
Tang Mo then created a Protective Shield with her spiritual power around the group, sealing off the cold air.
Only when they were completely inside the Protective Shield did they slowly feel their bodies recover. Wen Jianshu’s aides were incredibly thankful they had remained by his side instead of fleeing to find their own way out like the others. At the same time, it strengthened their resolve to follow him faithfully.
They all knew, after all, that the girl before them was Wen Jianshu’s stepdaughter—the woman ranked number one in all of Huaxia.
With her here, they felt they could face any disaster.
For the current Tang Mo, a Protective Shield of spiritual power a few square meters in size was a drop in the ocean. She could barely even feel the drain on her spiritual power.
The only problem was that her spiritual power was golden, a color that had become especially conspicuous after she fused with the Life Energy Pearl.
Amidst the panicked, helpless, and shivering crowd, the shimmering golden Protective Shield was exceptionally eye-catching.
By now, the fissures in the ground had mostly formed and were no longer expanding, but the earthquake continued, and buildings were still collapsing.
No matter how cold it got, no one dared to take shelter in the teetering houses, because they could be buried underneath at any moment.
Things were different from the era of peace. If you got buried, alive or dead, it was just one less mouth to feed in the world. No one would come to save you.
But the weather was growing colder. The temperature had already plummeted to over forty degrees below zero, and in their haste, everyone had rushed out wearing only thin clothes.
If not for the fact that everyone’s bodies had been strengthened to varying degrees during the apocalypse, large numbers of people would have already frozen to death after spending so long outside in thin clothes at this temperature.
The biting cold drove people to continually press closer to Tang Mo’s family’s Protective Shield. As they neared it, they were surprised to discover that the shield radiated heat. Even from the outside, they could absorb some of that energy as long as they were close enough.
The moment this was discovered, nearly everyone in the vicinity swarmed over, pressing themselves against Tang Mo’s Protective Shield.
Tang Mo felt utterly helpless. Inside the Protective Shield, they felt like gorillas in a cage being gawked at.
It was a terrifying scene to have countless pairs of eyes glued to you, staring unblinkingly. It was the kind of thing that gave you nightmares.
To keep people from getting too close, Tang Mo had no choice but to expand the Protective Shield to a radius of over ten square meters, forcibly pushing the crowd back a significant distance.
In truth, Tang Mo’s Protective Shield was mainly for warmth and used very little spiritual power. It had almost no defensive capability.
Anyone with a slightly higher attribute value could have forced their way in.
But this was Tang Mo.
The woman who had always held the number one spot on the Huaxia rankings. The woman whose attribute value was over twenty thousand points higher than theirs.
During the last mutant beast siege, even those who weren’t there had heard tales of Tang Mo’s heroic deeds. How could anyone dare to act recklessly now?
After the Protective Shield expanded to over ten square meters, even more people pressed against it. Some even tried to climb on top, hoping to let their entire bodies feel the faint warmth.
Tang Mo didn’t mind them huddling around the sides, but people sprawling on top of her head was just too creepy.
Helpless, Tang Mo could only use her spiritual power to drive away those on top. After a few times, no one tried to climb up again.
"Tang Mo, let us in, too!"
"Yeah, there’s so much space inside! Let us in! We can’t stand the cold out here anymore. I’m begging you."
"Tang Mo, please... Save us."
At some point, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The frigid weather became unbearable, and people started to loudly beg Tang Mo for help.
No one dared to force their way in. Everyone had seen how easily Tang Mo had knocked down those who tried to climb on top of the Protective Shield.
They hadn’t even seen her make a move before the men fell, wailing.
This woman was too terrifying—so terrifying that people couldn’t even muster feelings of jealousy or anger. At this moment, all they could do was beg. Beg that she might save them.
The way people now regarded Tang Mo was as if she were a god.