After searching around, Battalion Commander Cheng and his men found that only 68 people had survived.
These 68 people have one thing in common: they are all people with superpowers.
These are the 68 superhumans who survived last night's battle.
Including his 75 soldiers and himself, a total of 144 people survived at the base!
In other words, of the more than 20,000 survivors, only 144 remained overnight!
Wei Yi and his men appeared before Battalion Commander Cheng and his men, and took out 50 fire-type crystal cores, 40 of which were level one and 10 were level two.
He handed it to Battalion Commander Cheng and said, "This is from my young master. With just a little bit of supernatural ability, you can make it emit heat."
Battalion Commander Cheng looked at the fire-element crystal cores and smiled sadly: "The people are all dead, what use are these now?"
Wei Yi said, "Commander Cheng, given the current situation at the base, even if we had taken out these fire-type crystal cores last night, how many people could we have saved? Without food, medicine, or a place to keep warm, how many days could you have protected them?"
My young master said this extreme cold will last for a very long time. Fire-type crystal cores are extremely rare; giving you 50 is already our limit.
Battalion Commander Cheng's tone was heavy: "You've misunderstood. I didn't mean to blame you. If it weren't for you, we would all be finished. I just... feel bad seeing them like this."
He looked at the ice sculptures with a sorrowful expression: "Yesterday during the day, this place was just like a morning market, full of life. Children chased each other and played, while adults patrolled and worked hard to make a living."
But in just one night, it went from heaven to hell. How can I accept that? Secretary Wang was discussing what to do next with me last night, and then he went out to urinate in the middle of the night, collapsed, and never woke up again.
The survivors nearby were all dejected, and many of the grown men were crying with their heads down, unable to accept the current situation.
Wei Yi was also feeling terrible. Although he had assassinated many people, those people deserved to die.
He placed the cloth bag in Battalion Commander Cheng's hands: "Then you should take this even more. The young master asked me to ask you, are you staying here or going to the next base?"
We're leaving soon. If you leave, we can take you there, but we have limited space and can only take a small portion. If you stay, we can provide you with food for one day.
Battalion Commander Cheng gripped the cloth bag tightly, held Wei Yi's hand gratefully, and said, "Comrade, please convey my gratitude to Young Master Wei. Thank you for lending a helping hand when we were in our most difficult time."
"But with so many of us, we won't trouble you. We have tanks and armored vehicles, and we can't lose these valuables. We'll drive them to a nearby base. As for food, we'll look around; we might be able to find some."
Wei nodded: "Okay, then take care."
Three helicopters flew into the air, and below, Battalion Commander Cheng and the survivors saluted them before watching the helicopters depart.
Wei Cheng withdrew his gaze and instructed Wei Yi: "Find the nearest base, have them prepare for defense, and send someone to pick them up. Tell them it's an order from higher command."
"yes."
*
The capital city.
Ye Boxuan led Ye Tianfei to the entrance of the newly built base in the capital. Seeing everyone voluntarily sweeping snow and clearing obstacles in the base, he used his mental power to find Zhao Xin and told him to quickly come to the main gate of the base.
Ye Tianfei took the listless macaron out of his pocket, placed it in his palm, and used his fire-type ability to warm its body: "Wake up."
"Chirp~"
He let out a weak cry and tried to put Macaron in his down jacket pocket.
At this temperature, if it weren't a monster, it would have frozen to death long ago.
Even a demon beast can't take it anymore; it feels like its blood has stopped flowing.
It longs to stay in its owner's virtual world, the place where a mouse should belong.
Ye Tianfei coaxed it until it was all warm and cozy, but it still looked listless, so he poked its little belly.
Seeing that it didn't react, he tugged at its whiskers and said, "Sense yourselves. Are there any of your descendants in this base? If so, we'll wipe them out before we leave."
Macaron: "......"
Is this a human being?
That's a dog!
It snorted and curled up into a ball, ignoring him.
Ye Tianfei laughed and said, "Do you still want to see your master? If so, cooperate with us to resolve the problems here as soon as possible so you can go find your master."
Owner?
Are we going to see our master?
Macaron forced himself to cheer up and looked up at Ye Tianfei, feeling that his smiling face was very similar to the meddlesome big wolfhound he used to encounter.
What a dog!
Just as the macaron was searching for its offspring, Zhao Xin quickly appeared before them.
Ye Boxuan gestured for him to sit down. "How many casualties were there during this sudden drop in temperature?"
Zhao Xin calmed his disordered breathing and said with a serious expression: "Although you notified us yesterday evening that the temperature would drop sharply, this is the first time we have experienced such extreme cold. As a result, many people did not take proper precautions against the cold, and quite a few citizens have frozen to death."
He sighed, “We went door-to-door early this morning to inquire about the situation. In the end, we found that 6,963 people froze to death last night. Of these, 60 percent were elderly people, 25 percent were teenagers with illnesses, and the rest were babies under eight years old.”
Ye Tianfei frowned: "Shendu is the most complete city we have ever seen. Whether it is the base, the underground city, or the preparations made by the people, it is better than other cities."
"Even with prior notice, so many civilians froze to death. Wouldn't the number of deaths at other bases be even more staggering?"
Ye Boxuan clenched his fist: "Last night, my elder brother was also talking about this with Daoist Zeyu. Daoist Zeyu said that this extreme cold may last for as long as three months."
This is still a conservative estimate, because this extreme cold will be a catastrophic disaster for humanity. This time, it could wipe out 80% of the global population.
He looked at Ye Tianfei and Zhao Xin: "This time, many of our country's small bases will cease to exist."
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