"Um... will there be any problem if it rushes over here?"
When it came to issues of Temporal Tide, Wang Yunxiao was completely baffled.
Honestly, even now, he still couldn't fully understand the concept and operational mechanics of this Temporal Tide.
"The problem is serious, let me just give you one example—how many people do you think would freeze to death on the streets due to the heavy snow from a couple of days ago?"
"I don't know... there would probably be quite a few."
"Under that premise, do you think we should open up the underground bomb shelters to provide the poor with a place to stay out of the wind and snow?"
Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment and slowly shook his head.
"If I'm not mistaken, that bomb shelter underneath us, it should be something that washed over from the future era, right?"
