Chapter 132: Shen Que, a strong drop in temperature is coming

"Chen Que, if you don't clean yourself up today, don't sleep with me."

In the past, after the two of them had some fooling around in sparring or cultivating the land in the space, Meng Ci would always let Shen Que take a bath in the space before coming out together.

But today, Meng Ci thought that he had been bullied so badly by Chen Que, if he was allowed to take a comfortable bath, wouldn’t it be a bargain for him.

So Meng Ci decisively took Chen Que out of the space and let him take a bath in the temperature of more than 60 degrees below zero.

Shen Que followed Meng Ci's wishes and brought a basin over.

The water on the stove had been heated up and Chen Que poured it into the basin. When the water temperature was appropriate, he found a stool, placed the basin next to the stove, and started taking a bath.

"Hiss!" Shen Que took a breath of cold air, and a bone-chilling feeling instantly swept through his body.

"Humph!" Meng Ci looked at his painful expression and felt secretly happy, "This is what happens when you bully me!"

Shen Que gritted his teeth and persisted, scrubbing his body quickly, hoping to end this torturous bath as soon as possible.

Meng Ci sat aside, watching Shen Que being punished with great complacency, and he was extremely happy.

He deserved it for letting this guy bully him.

Although he thought so in his heart, Meng Ci was still afraid that Shen Que would catch a cold, so he added some more firewood to the stove.

Otherwise this guy will catch a cold and have nowhere to see a doctor.

Shen Que was moved when he saw Meng Ci’s hard words but soft heart.

Wash your body quickly.

Then he came to the sofa and looked at Meng Ci, whose prank was successful.

When Meng Ci woke up the next day, he couldn't help rubbing his waist.

His muscles are good, but his waist is not safe.

Meng Ci took out a cup of passion fruit from the space and drank most of it in one breath before he felt his dry lips felt better.

Soon, it was June 19th.

It was a clear and sunny day.

Meng Ci became extremely worried when he thought about the temperature tonight dropping to minus seventy degrees Celsius.

After Meng Ci sighed twice more, Shen Que stuffed the peeled sugarcane into Meng Ci's mouth.

"What are you sighing for?"

Meng Ci took a bite of the sugar cane, chewed it, and spat out the residue before saying, "The temperature will drop soon. More people will surely die tonight."

Meng Ci clearly remembered the scene described in the book: before the end of the world, City M had more than 10 million permanent residents, but after heavy rain and acid rain, the population dropped sharply to more than 8 million.

However, on that night when the extreme cold struck, more than half of the people died quietly in their sleep with smiles on their faces.

Then, severe cold of minus 70 degrees Celsius lasted for five full days, causing the population to drop sharply again.

Later, the extreme cold ended and the ice and snow melted.

As the temperature gradually rose, all kinds of corpses and garbage in the flooded areas began to rot and emit a foul odor, triggering a series of infectious diseases such as influenza.

Then came the hottest period.

Meng Ci still remembered that it was mentioned in the novel that when the zombie era came, the population of City M had shrunk to about one million.

After the zombie outbreak ended, only more than 500,000 people survived in City M.

However, due to the accurate advance warning this time, the government will probably issue timely notifications to the public at various key locations to avoid serious population losses.

Sure enough, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, an off-road vehicle shuttled back and forth three times where Meng Ci and his family lived, loudly announcing that the temperature would drop tonight.

"Attention, residents. Attention, residents."

"There will be a sharp drop in temperature tonight, please keep warm, please keep warm."

The staff's voice came from the loudspeaker, repeating it over and over again, as if afraid that someone couldn't hear it.

At this time, the snow had piled up to the eighth floor. Even though Meng Ci lived on the seventeenth floor, he could still hear the dissatisfaction of the residents downstairs.

"Oh my god, cool down, cool down, when will this horrible weather end?"

"Fuck, we've covered ourselves with everything we can, and now the temperature has dropped sharply, what's the point of your notification! Can't you just give us some blankets?"

"That's right. I don't have any clothes to wear. How do you expect us to stay warm?"

…

The residents complained about the cold weather and the lack of supplies.

They have been trapped at home for several days by the sudden heavy snow, with less and less food and water, and not enough clothes to keep them warm.

However, facing such bad weather, Meng Ci could only save himself and could not save others.

Listening to the dissatisfied conversations of people downstairs, Meng Ci sighed.

Then he sat back on the sofa, continuing to eat melon seeds, waiting for the temperature to drop.

He knew that these people must be feeling very uncomfortable right now. After all, the sudden drop in temperature caught everyone off guard.

Before the end of the world, although the winters in City M were cold, the temperature usually did not drop below minus ten degrees Celsius, and such low temperatures only lasted for a few days.

On weekdays, whether at home or at work, there are air conditioners and other heating facilities to provide warmth, so when you go out, you only need to wear a light down jacket to keep out the cold.

However, who could have expected the temperature to drop so suddenly and quickly?

At this moment, people naturally do not have enough warm clothes at home, let alone thick quilts.

Although Meng Ci's heart was filled with sighs, he had no intention of taking out his belongings to share.

Because he understood that once night fell, the surviving residents would likely look for warm clothing everywhere in order to survive, and might even fight for it.

As expected, in the evening, around five o'clock, Meng Ci heard a noisy noise coming from outside.

He hurried to the balcony, only to see two men arguing over a quilt.

"I was the one who found this quilt. Please let it go."

"Bullshit, the owner of this quilt is my cousin, he is frozen to death, and you are trying to steal his quilt. Aren't you afraid of being haunted by ghosts in the middle of the night?"

…

Meng Ci listened for a while while eating melon seeds before he realized that the quilt was taken from a dead person.

But who would care about these things in order to survive?

In the end, it was the man who spoke earlier who pulled out a knife from his pocket and stabbed the person who was trying to snatch his quilt from behind in the neck.

The man whose neck was cut slowly fell down, covering his wound with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Obviously he couldn't believe that the other party dared to take action in broad daylight, with security guards patrolling nearby.

The murderer hugged the quilt tightly and ran away without looking back, for fear that the quilt would be taken away by someone else.

When passers-by saw someone dead on the ground, they not only did not feel scared, or report to the security team, but they quickly left the place.

It was as if what was lying on the ground was not a life, but a piece of rotten meat.