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 342 Stone City

The convoy slowly drove into Stone City. All around was silent, except for the creaking of the sleds crushing the snow, which echoed in the empty streets.

Frozen corpses can be seen everywhere on the streets, sending chills down one's spine.

Everyone in the convoy looked solemn upon seeing this. Perhaps it was because they had been at the Tianyu Base for too long, but seeing these horrific scenes outside made them deeply aware of the ruthlessness and cruelty of the extreme cold disaster.

A sense of pity for the fragility of life welled up in everyone's hearts, which also strengthened their resolve to defend the last pure land in the world—Tianyu Base—with their lives.

"Sir, something feels off!" Lin Lele said, puzzled. "According to the information, the Stone City granary is one of the four major granaries of the Great Xia Dynasty, comparable to the Southern Capital granary. How could something so bad happen to such a large granary?"

Chen Yu fell silent upon hearing this; he had actually sensed something was amiss long ago.

Stone City's granary has at least 5 million tons of grain stored, enough to feed tens of millions of people for two years. The residents of Stone City, if not living as well as the residents of Tianyu Base, should at least be similar to those in Nandu, right?

However, what I saw was completely different from what I had imagined.

A bad feeling arose in Chen Yu's mind.

"Let's go check out the grain depot first," Chen Yu finally spoke, his voice steady and powerful. His gaze swept across the desolate city through the car window, silently considering various possibilities.

Under Chen Yu's command, the convoy slowly changed direction and headed towards the core area of ​​the Stone City granary.

As the distance closed, a sense of oppression and unease seemed to permeate the air, causing one to involuntarily tense up.

Upon reaching the perimeter of the grain depot, the convoy had to stop.

The scene before them was even more shocking: the tall granary walls were covered with cracks, some of which had collapsed, revealing dark entrances inside, like the gaping maw of a giant beast, swallowing up all life.

Snow covered most of the ruins, but traces of blood and scattered weapons could still be seen, silently telling the story of the fierce battles and desperate struggles that had taken place here.

Suddenly, a noise came from under a collapsed grain depot. The entire convoy immediately became alert. At Chen Yu's signal, a small squad of "militia" soldiers quickly and silently dispersed from the convoy. They were wearing special cold-weather gear, carrying advanced weapons, and their eyes revealed calmness and decisiveness.

"Let's go take a look." Chen Yu's deep and firm voice was transmitted to each team member through the communicator, and they began to cautiously approach the collapsed grain depot that had made the noise.

"You beasts, I'll fight you to the death!" Suddenly, a white figure rushed out of the collapsed granary, wielding a wooden stick, shouting.

"Wait!" Fortunately, Chen Yu stopped them in time, so the militiamen did not fire immediately, but quickly but cautiously surrounded the white figure that suddenly rushed out.

In the dim light and swirling snowflakes, they gradually made out the man's face—a ragged, haggard old man with eyes full of terror and anger.

Upon seeing this, Chen Yu signaled to the soldiers to bring him over.

"You beasts, you heartless beasts, you will be punished."

The old man muttered curses and his eyes were somewhat vacant.

Chen Yu did not get angry at such a pitiful person.

He said with a kind face, "Uncle, you've misunderstood. We mean no harm. Look, we are a regular army, here to provide rescue."

As he spoke, Chen Yu pointed to the uniforms worn by the soldiers and the prominent markings on the sleds.

In order to make the militia more professional, Chen Yu has made special efforts to standardize the militia's uniforms and establish a unified logo over the past few months.

The words "Anti-Cold Disaster Relief Militia Corps" are particularly prominent on their uniforms and various vehicles, making it clear at a glance that they are an organized and disciplined national rescue force.

Surprisingly, the old man seemed not to hear him and continued to curse.

Lin Lele shook her head upon seeing this: "This old man is probably crazy."

Chen Yu felt the same way, and immediately waved his hand, signaling the soldiers to release him. At the same time, he instructed one of the soldiers to get him some food.

It's not easy for them to have survived this long, so I'll help them if I can. Although I can't take them back to Tianyu Base, giving them some food to temporarily relieve their hunger is a way of respecting life.

The soldier quickly retrieved some dry rations from the vehicle and gently placed them in front of the old man, then slowly backed away, giving him enough private space.

The old man continued to curse at first, but gradually his voice softened and his gaze began to focus on the food in front of him.

With trembling hands, he picked up a piece of dry rations and took a careful bite, as if it were a delicacy he hadn't tasted in a long time.

He raised his head and looked at Chen Yu and the others. His cloudy eyes seemed to regain their clarity as he murmured, "You guys seem different from them."

After saying that, he continued to eat his dry rations with his head down.

"Uncle, who are you talking about?" Chen Yu asked, puzzled.

"Bad people, you're all bad people! This is mine, and no one can take it away!" The old man suddenly became agitated, waving his wooden stick as if trying to protect the meager amount of dry rations he held.

Chen Yu shook his head helplessly. It seemed that he couldn't get anything out of this crazy old man.

So he instructed the soldiers to leave some food for the old man again, and then left with the convoy.

This granary is now empty; there's no point in leaving it here.

Chen Yu was a little annoyed. He had come hoping to find a bargain, but it turned out to be a wasted trip.

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