Earth stopped turning and doomsday arrived.
Disasters came one after another, and humanity, in order to survive, finally exposed the darkness hidden within their hearts.
Deception and b...
"Hmph, I'm not interested in that. What about this abuse of power?"
As he spoke, Lu Yuan grabbed the arm of the person next to him and threw him in front of him. The person was in pain, clutching his arm and begging for mercy.
A fierce look appeared on the bald man's face, and then he kicked the other man hard in the stomach.
"Damn it, when did I tell you to use torture? If Boss Lu hadn't reminded me in time, I wouldn't have even noticed. You dare to use torture so boldly, it seems you're tired of living."
Then the bald man shrugged.
"Oh dear, Boss Lu, I'm really sorry. It's my fault for not disciplining my subordinate properly. Well, I've already dealt with him. Are you satisfied? If not, I can lock him in a dark room or hand him over to you to deal with."
Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow, his anger seemingly about to erupt, but there was no way he could get any evidence from the bald man. The other party could easily turn black into white, making it seem like Lu Yuan was punching cotton, unable to cause any real harm to the other party.
Lu Yuan snorted and pointed at the other party.
"Fine, bald guy, you've got guts. We'll see about that."
The bald man and the others crossed their arms and waved to Lu Yuan with smiles on their faces.
"Then, Boss Lu, take care. We won't see you off."
Lu Yuan sneered, flicked his sleeves, and left the cave. As for telling them about the cold wave, he no longer had the intention.
He no longer wanted to concern himself with the fate of these people, but since some of them were staying there due to health reasons, Lu Yuan decided to target only these individuals.
They returned to the cave in the western district.
The campfires inside were all lit, and there was a huge brazier at each intersection. People were chatting around it, adding firewood from time to time.
Seeing this scene, Lu Yuan nodded in satisfaction. The West District was much better than the East District. These people were now quite aware of their surroundings and would not disobey his orders arbitrarily.
Although Lu Yuan didn't intend to ask them to do anything, he still needed to make some prohibited things clear.
Lu Yuan didn't make a sound inside. He just checked back and forth to make sure there were no problems before returning to his residence.
The group sat around the fire, but they still felt very cold all over.
"How could the weather change so suddenly! It doesn't give anyone a chance at all!"
"Who knows! It's so cold today."
"Who says otherwise? It seems like this is another disaster."
"Damn it, it always comes around the Lantern Festival, and they don't even give us any preparation. Go check the temperature now, it feels drafty everywhere!"
The group pushed and shoved each other, none of them willing to leave the fire. Finally, the person on the outermost edge reached out and took the thermometer, glancing at it by the firelight.
"No wonder it's so cold, it's already down to minus three degrees Celsius."
Everyone huddled around the fire trying to keep warm. Their cotton-padded coats were long gone, and now almost everyone was wearing a single layer of clothing. Those who were slightly better off were lucky to have a thin jacket.
The sudden cold caught everyone off guard, and although the textile factory is still operating, its daily output of wool is already very low.
"By the way, didn't Boss Lu prepare a lot of winter clothes? Let's go take a look when it gets warmer."
Everyone huddled in the corner, already thinking about how to get through this. Although it was only a few degrees below zero, the temperature had suddenly dropped from around twenty degrees to below zero, making everyone feel an overwhelming and inescapable chill.
Just then, several women walked over carrying a pile of yarn.
"Since we're all idle, let's knit sweaters together."
Several young men immediately approached with ingratiating smiles.
“A few aunties, we’re all single guys, how would we know how to do this kind of manual work? We’ll have to leave these things to you.”
"Tch, all you do is spout nonsense. Who says men can't knit sweaters? Fine, if you don't want to knit sweaters, then go work in the textile factory. They're short-handed right now, and Boss Lu just posted a message saying that as long as you work in the textile factory, you'll be paid by piecework, and if you complete your tasks, you can get extra timber or cotton-padded clothes."
Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with joy, and they quickly gathered around.
"Really? Did Boss Lu really tell you that?"
"He didn't tell me personally. I just saw the notice posted at the cave entrance. Sigh, it seems to have just been posted. I didn't see Boss Lu in person. I was thinking of asking him if this sweater could be exchanged for something."
"That's great! If that's the case, we'll have enough wood to burn for a long time. Let's quickly organize some people to sign up."
After everyone quickly organized themselves and registered at the textile factory, they got to work.
Lu Yuan, the assassin, sat in the room and summoned all the other management personnel from his home.
Han Wen and the others were stuck at the camp because the journey was too far. They had no way to return to District 5, as they had neither boats nor fuel. So Lu Yuan incorporated them into his camp as well.
The warm brazier emitted a bright light, and there was a huge hole in the roof of the house, which was wider at the inside than at the outside and had several bends in the middle.
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