Apocalypse Boss's Zero-Cost Hell Mode

(Apocalypse + Rebirth + Space + Hoarding + Ruthless Character + Golden Finger)

Xiao Yi, a ruthless King of Soldiers who struggled for five years in the apocalypse, was betrayed by his comrade...

Chapter 223 The Fire Goes Out in the Middle of the Night

Xiao Yi sat by the fire, hugging himself tightly with his hands, trying to resist the cold in this way. However, the cold feeling from his fingertips pierced his heart like a needle, making him feel a deep sense of powerlessness. This coldness seemed to emanate from the depths of his heart, making him feel an unprecedented helplessness.

He stared at the flames, their orange-red light dancing in the darkness, giving him a false sense of comfort. However, when the flames occasionally grew weaker, the cold surged over him like a tide, making him shiver uncontrollably. He knew that such a cold could not be easily dispelled by flames.

This experience made Xiao Yi deeply aware of the fragility of life. He felt as if he was trapped in an inescapable cage, unable to contact the outside world, and could only face the endless cold and loneliness alone. This sense of helplessness filled his heart with fear, and he began to doubt whether he could hold on.

However, at this moment of despair, Xiao Yi suddenly felt a surge of strength in his heart. He remembered his former tenacity and courage, and the people who had helped him through the difficulties. He knew that he couldn't just give up. He had to persevere and look for that ray of hope.

So, Xiao Yi began to work hard to find items that could ward off the cold. He tried various methods to raise his body temperature. Although the process was full of hardships and difficulties, he never gave up. He believed that as long as he did not give up, he would be able to find a ray of hope and overcome this endless cold and helplessness.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi woke up from his sleep and found that the thick sheepskin blanket on his body had rolled off without him knowing when. Only a few flames were left in the fireplace.

Xiao Yi immediately cheered up and rekindled the fireplace, only then did he feel warm again.

Feeling the dancing flames, Xiao Yi fell asleep again.

Xiao Yi's startled awakening was like falling back into reality from a distant dream. He opened his eyes, and everything around him was hazy, with only the faint flickering light of the fire in the fireplace. He felt a chill, and then he realized that the sheepskin blanket on his body had rolled to the ground without him noticing.

He sat up, and all around him was quiet, with only the weak flame in the fireplace dancing. This silence and coldness made him shudder, and he immediately realized that he needed to relight the fireplace as soon as possible, otherwise this cold night would be difficult to get through.

He quickly took a few dry sticks from the nearby pile and carefully placed them in the fireplace. Then, he lit a match and ignited the flames onto the wood. As the wood burned, the fire in the fireplace gradually grew brighter, and a warm atmosphere began to spread.

Xiao Yi felt his body gradually warm up, and the chill in his heart slowly dissipated. He sat by the fireplace, staring at the dancing flames, feeling the warmth and strength they brought. This warmth made him feel safe and comfortable, as if all his troubles and worries were temporarily thrown behind him.

As the fire grew stronger, the temperature in the room gradually rose. Xiao Yi felt his eyelids begin to become heavy, and he knew he needed to rest. So he lay down again, covered himself with a sheepskin blanket, and prepared to fall asleep again.

Before falling asleep, he glanced at the flames in the fireplace once more. They were still flickering, as if protecting this warm little room for him. He felt a surge of gratitude and awe that these tiny flames could bring him such immense warmth and comfort.

As night fell, Xiao Yi gradually fell into a deep sleep. He had a beautiful dream, dreaming that he was in a warm and safe place, gathering with his family and friends. This dream made him feel extremely happy and satisfied, as if all the good things had gathered in this dream.

When Xiao Yi woke up again, it was already the next morning. The sun shone into the room through the window and onto his face. He felt a fresh breath coming towards him, which made him feel refreshed. He got up to check the fireplace and found that the fire had gone out, but there was still some warmth in the room.

Xiao Yi knew that this fireplace had kept him warm all night. He felt a surge of gratitude in his heart. This small fireplace could actually bring him so much comfort and strength.

He walked out of the room, welcoming the arrival of a new day. He felt his mood become lighter and happier, as if all his troubles and worries had dissipated with last night's sleep. He knew that this new day would be a beautiful start to his life.

Xiao Yi stood in the sunshine, feeling the morning breeze on his face. He recalled his experiences last night, his heart filled with emotion. He realized that life will always bring some unexpected difficulties and challenges, but as long as we maintain tenacity and courage, we will be able to overcome the difficulties and embrace a better future.

At the same time, he also understood the importance of warmth. Whether physically or spiritually, we all need warmth to dispel the cold and loneliness. This warmth can come from the flames in the fireplace, the care of family and friends, or the resilience and faith deep in our hearts. In the days of apocalypse, it seems that every day is full of unknowns and variables. Xiao Yi, an ordinary person struggling to survive in this harsh era, seems to have gradually become accustomed to this fluctuating climate. Whenever night falls, he always reminds himself that as long as he can endure this long and cold night, the dawn will always come.

That night, the cold wind howled, mixed with raindrops hitting the window, making a harsh sound. Xiao Yi lay on the narrow bed, feeling the cold air seeping in through the cracks in the window. He tightened his sheepskin blanket around himself, trying to resist the raging cold wind. However, this weak resistance seemed unable to compete with the severe weather, and he still felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

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