Chapter 12 To no avail
  "My plan? What plan can I have? I'm just trying to survive." Purficott briefly talked about her plan. Although she was trying her best for this, there was still a hint of brokenness in her tone. The smell of a broken jar: "It took a year to build an airship that could cross the ocean, and during this year, we went to the New World to conduct an inspection to determine a suitable location for building a shelter.

Then in the second year, I took Grandpa Foster and my laboratory to move to the New World, and built a shelter before the ground completely froze in the third year. I’ll live as long as I can! "

Purficott's attitude is actually not difficult to understand. There is really not much resistance a person can do to face such a world-destroying disaster.

Even if Purficott really builds a shelter in the New World, she still has no idea how long it can last.

After all, this is not a naturally occurring disaster, and it does not mean that it will stop when the ambient temperature drops to dozens of degrees below zero.

Instead, the temperature will continue to drop for three hundred years, and the catastrophe will not end until the core of the planet freezes and cools down, and the entire planet becomes silent.

As a time traveler, Purficott is confident in himself, but does he want to prevent such a planet-level catastrophe? She is not a savior.

In fact, so far, the entire Victoria Empire has only been prepared to respond to the global cooling and extreme cold weather that will occur in the next ten years.

The only thing they know about this catastrophe that freezes the entire planet is that there is some reason that caused this catastrophe, and that the planet will fall into death in three hundred years.

Other than that, they know nothing.

How can we make adequate response or even prevent this catastrophe?
  Only by surviving first can we have enough time to find a way to prevent this catastrophe.

Listening to Purficott's plan, Princess Anne couldn't help but show some sadness and anxiety. She couldn't help frowning and asked Purficott: "Little Purficott, why did you choose the New World? Isn't the mainland of the empire better than the mainland?" Aren’t you going to the New World?”

Faced with this question, Purficott showed a sneer on his face, and then asked: "Aunt Anne, do you know how many people in Langton City freeze to death due to the cold every winter?"

"I'm not sure, but I remember that the Langton Police Department is responsible for transporting the corpses that die on the streets out of the city every day. They should have statistics, right?" Princess Anne was stumped by Purficott's question.

Although she did care about ordinary people and knew that poor people would inevitably freeze to death in Langton every winter, she really didn't know the exact number when asked.

In fact, knowing that there is a police station responsible for cleaning up corpses every day is already a sign that the princess cares about people's livelihood.

However, Purficott has done special research on this issue. She said in an almost cold tone: "The number of people was 1457 the year before last, and 1876 last year. And this is only the period from winter to spring according to the statistics of the police department. The number of people who froze to death on the streets over a period of time directly due to the cold.

If you include those still able to be buried in slums and other places, as well as those whose deaths were recorded as other causes of illness caused by the cold, the number would top 30,000. ” ˜ ˜ This was such a shocking figure that Princess Anne knocked over the tea cup in her hand.

Brown tea stains infested the white tablecloth, forming ugly stains, just as the stinging figures tore apart the superficial prosperity of the empire.

"Is this number...accurate?" Princess Anne's voice was trembling.

"When I discovered that there was a connection between this disaster and the cooling, I contacted Langton Royal University and asked them to send students to conduct surveys and statistics. The numbers may have some errors, but they are generally correct. ." Purficott held up the overturned tea cup, but ignored the stains on the tablecloth. He just said cruelly to Princess Anne: "Auntie Anne, the official population of Langton City last year was 231 million. The actual number may be around 250 million to 270 million. How many people among so many people do you think can survive this disaster? The Empire? The Crisis Response Committee? How many people can you save?"

With the invention of the steam engine, productivity has been greatly improved, and the resulting industrial production has led to the need for more labor in cities.

So in a few decades, the population of Langton City increased sharply from 120 million to 230 million today, supported by the rapid development of industry.

The size of the city has expanded several times, but the corresponding municipal construction and livelihood facilities have not kept pace. The large population has brought not only labor but also complex social problems.

"If you can't save them, why don't you just die without saving them?" Princess Anne understood what Perfectcott meant, but she couldn't sit back and watch those people just be given up.

"Saving them may mean that more people will die." Although Purficott could not bear it, she always maintained an almost cold and cruel reason: "The mainland of the empire is a small island, and we must rely on overseas The huge colonies need constant blood transfusions to maintain the current luxurious living standards in the empire! The city of Langton alone needs to import millions of tons of grain, vegetables and meat products every year to feed the stomachs of Langton citizens!
  When the temperature drops so low that the ocean freezes, what will the empire do to maintain material transportation? Don't tell me you plan to build railroad tracks on the ice, or turn the Department of the Army's boring Land Cruiser project into a cargo ship! "

"Where's your airship? Didn't you say that it's a flying ship? If you build them in large numbers, how about using them to transport supplies?" Princess Anne's thinking was very quick, and she immediately thought of what Perficott was doing now. Research.

However, Purficott shook his head and denied: "It's not feasible, not to mention the high cost of airships. Even if mass manufacturing reduces the cost and you really have enough airships, as the temperature drops, Crops couldn't grow at all, and the colonies couldn't produce enough food to sustain the empire's own consumption as they had in the past. They wouldn't even be able to feed themselves.

And even if we don’t consider food issues, what about heating? In the extremely cold weather of minus 40 degrees Celsius, most of the buildings in Langton are unable to withstand this extreme cold.

How do you plan to keep two million people warm and protected from the cold, Aunt Anne? The empire has no relevant technical reserves in this regard! "

"Perfect, since you can raise these issues, it means you should have a solution, right?" Princess Anne changed her attitude to a more formal one and asked Purfict.

"Yes, but it's of no use." Purficott nodded affirmatively, and then gave a negative answer.

(End of this chapter)

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