The convoy continued on its way, and as time passed, everyone grew tired. Sitting in the car was exhausting, but no one dared to stop and get out to stretch their legs.

As time went on, everyone developed backaches and sore waists, and they could only eat in the car. Looking at the vast white wilderness and the endless shelter, some people's buttocks were already aching.

I hope everyone who travels long distances has a rock-solid bottom.

As dusk approached, the group finally arrived at a village. This village was incredibly conspicuous, surrounded by a high iron fence with a red flag flying in the air, clearly a cleared outpost.

Several zombies were wandering around the iron fence. The group stopped the car and quickly cleared them away. There was a badge on the iron fence, and one of the people scanned it, and the person's identity information flashed on the small screen and was entered.

With a click, the door lock opened from the inside.

The exploration team, having hitched a ride, naturally went first, carefully inspecting the village within the iron fence. After confirming there was no danger, they opened the iron gate and allowed the five vehicles to drive in one by one.

Three people checked the fence for damage, while two others checked the national flag planted high up.

This is a weathervane for the passing Yanlong Kingdom army; wherever they see the national flag, they have a place to rest.

This is just a small village with a dozen or so households. Only small villages like this dare to be fenced off and used as temporary outposts. The government doesn't have time to clean up large villages. After all, no one is usually assigned to guard this place. It's just a temporary rest stop for visiting groups.

The house was stocked with supplies as soon as you entered, including durable rice, flour, cooking oil, and frozen canned meat.

The teams that specialize in clearing roads are also professional teams of people with superpowers. They usually carry supplies and check and replenish the supplies at the strongholds they pass by after clearing the roads.

Yan Qi has been fitted with a mechanical left arm. This left arm is not only connected to nerves and can move like a normal arm, but it is also a natural firearm, which is equivalent to carrying a gun with him.

What comforted Yan Qi the most was that every time he used fire, the flames he spewed from his hands would burn his skin, making him feel unbearably hot—this was the price he had to pay.

But now, this robotic arm is fireproof, so he doesn't have to worry about being affected no matter how high the temperature of the flame he uses.

On the one hand, they were afraid of the cold, and on the other hand, they were for safety. All the people in the five cars squeezed into a large house, and a bonfire was lit around it to drive away the cold.

They had two people and plenty of space, and the last thing they lacked was food. Now that they had the means to cook, everyone immediately turned their hopeful gaze to the two girls.

Lin Beiyue and Gu Changge were not stingy, or rather, Gu Changge herself was very generous, and brought out a bunch of meat and vegetables for everyone to wash and cut into pieces.

Upon receiving the food, everyone immediately cheered and followed Lin Beiyue's instructions: standing guard, cleaning, keeping watch, chopping vegetables, washing vegetables, cooking rice...

Gu Changge herself found a corner and watched comfortably as everyone worked. This was her habit; she provided resources, and her subordinates would naturally work for her.

Before long, several large pots of food were freshly cooked. The stewed beef was tender and served with potatoes. As soon as the lids were lifted, everyone's stomachs were rumbling.

The rice was the first dish to be cooked, while the stir-fried potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers were still being prepared. The beef brisket with potatoes was almost empty. If Gu Changge hadn't reminded them to leave two bowls for the cook, these starving people would probably have licked the plates clean.

When everyone finally leaned against the corner, each holding a bowl of tomato and egg drop soup, some people couldn't help but cry, experiencing an unreal sense of happiness.

"With so many nice things brought out, be careful someone might not let us get off the bus," Qin Jin whispered to Gu Changge as he approached her.

"Huh? They won't let us? They won't let us leave?" Gu Changge's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Besides their mouths, what power do they have to stop us from leaving?"

"Uncle Qin, if you ask me, you're all too cautious. When it's time to be generous, just openly show the resources to others. If anyone has ulterior motives, beat them until they submit." Gu Changge said nonchalantly, "Shi Yin gave us special privileges, it would be a waste not to use them."

That's not wrong.

Qin Jin and Gu Changge have such complementary personalities—one bold and the other cautious. They were able to establish the shelter smoothly in their previous life, otherwise they wouldn't have lived so long.

"Xiao Li, shift change." A man climbed onto the roof and patted the young man, who was wrapped up tightly, exhaling a puff of white breath as he spoke.

"Uncle Zhang, you're here." Xiao Li rubbed his dry eyes and sighed dejectedly, "Uncle Zhang, do you think everything will be alright once the cold weather goes away?"

Uncle Zhang sat next to Xiao Li, unsure of what to say. No one was sure about the situation, but Uncle Zhang, a former soldier, was quite sensitive to news.

News reports frequently feature government announcements, but none offer encouragement to the public with slogans like, "Hang in there, the cold wave will soon pass, and we will welcome spring."

This suggests that the cold wave may not be over.

There may still be crises after the cold wave.

"I miss my mom." Xiao Li hugged his knees and curled up into a ball. "If I had known, I would have gone home to see her before the apocalypse. I haven't been home for a year because of work, and now there's no hope of going back."

Ordinary people protected in shelters can fill out forms to apply for military protection to visit their families, or even apply to stay and be transferred to another shelter.

But as soldiers, they were constantly on the move, and after the apocalypse, there was a shortage of manpower everywhere, making it impossible for them to visit their families in the foreseeable future.

However, compared to Xiao Li's worries about his family, Uncle Zhang was more concerned about the food problem.

With the snow falling so heavily, it's impossible to farm in the fields now. Although I've heard that the country is already cultivating hydroponics and mass-producing it indoors, with so many people in Yanlong Kingdom, isn't indoor cultivation just a drop in the ocean?

Moreover, at the very beginning of the apocalypse, when the cold wave first arrived, the country experienced a long period of stagnation. How much of the resources were consumed? How much was left?

"There's no use thinking about these things now. We can only follow the country's lead." Uncle Zhang patted Xiao Li on the shoulder.

"Sigh..." Xiao Li sighed deeply, then suddenly his gaze froze.

Uncle Zhang found it strange and followed his gaze, only to see a feather on the snow in front of him.

Uncle Zhang rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things. He took a step forward and, sure enough, there was a patch of black down on the pure white snow at the edge of the roof. He picked it up and could still feel its warmth.

Xiao Li and Uncle Zhang exchanged a glance, both swallowed hard, and stiffly raised their necks to look up at the sky.

A semi-circular steel wire fence completely enveloped this small village outpost. It was already night, and not a single ray of light could be seen, not even the moonlight could penetrate. The darkness seemed to be moving.

"No way..." Xiao Li's voice trembled slightly.

Perhaps sensing the gaze of the person on the roof, the dark sky moved slightly, and then a pair of crimson eyes appeared from above.

Once there was a first pair, there was a second pair. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was as if all the stars had awakened, and the dark sky stirred.

In an instant, bloodthirsty red eyes filled the entire sky.