Extreme Deep Cold: I Built a Base in the Apocalypse

Apocalypse + Rebirth + Other Dimension Stockpiling + Base Building + No System + No Superpowers + No Zombies

On July 5, 2025, a beam of high-energy particles pierced the sun, instantly draini...

Chapter 110 The Old Man and the Child in the Snowstorm in My Memory

Among the young men, some looked reluctant, some were indifferent, and some whispered among themselves, but no one actually stood up to help the grandmother and grandson.

The old man's eyes revealed a pleading look; he hoped someone would lend a helping hand, but at the same time, he understood that everyone had their own difficulties in such a difficult time.

"Sigh~! Old Liu, it's not that we don't want to help you, it's just that we're powerless to do so! We can't even get enough to eat every day..." He finally couldn't help but speak, his face filled with helplessness and sympathy.

"I'm not a freeloader, I can help! I can also help you move supplies!" The old man got up, seemingly wanting to prove to the other party that he was still useful.

Seeing the old man's trembling movements and emaciated body, the other man shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Old Liu, don't make things difficult for us. You know, for us low-level workers, food rations are allocated based on the amount of work done by the entire team. We work ourselves to the bone every day and it's still not enough to fill our stomachs..."

He didn't continue, but his meaning was clear: they didn't want to take on a burden.

The old man's heart sank. He knew his own situation and that these young men were having a tough time too.

He didn't want to force them, nor did he want to be a burden to anyone. If it weren't for his young granddaughter, he wouldn't have dared to ask that question earlier.

He turned around, took Lingling's hand, and prepared to leave silently to find another way out.

Just then, a slightly hoarse voice broke the surrounding silence: "Wait a minute."

Upon hearing this, the old man turned his head and saw a man with disheveled hair and a full beard walk out from the crowd. His face bore the marks of time, but his eyes revealed a kind of tenacity.

"From now on, you will follow me. If I have food to eat, you will have food to eat too!" The man's tone was firm. He walked up to the old man and the little girl, squatted down, and looked them in the eye. "Although this world is difficult, I can't just watch children suffer."

"Chen Yu, have you gone mad?"

The people around immediately erupted in uproar.