"We must be prepared for anything," Xiao Yi said with a solemn, resolute expression. He knew that in this perilous environment, any negligence could have fatal consequences. Xiao Yi dared not relax for even a moment, his nerves like a taut bowstring, never letting up for a moment. Every moment, he remained on high alert, listening for even the slightest sound, his eyes constantly scanning every corner of the room, checking for any gaps in the defenses. He constantly simulated various possible dangerous scenarios in his mind, pondering corresponding strategies. An enemy forced breakthrough? How would he command his companions to counterattack? An enemy fire attack? How would he quickly extinguish the fire and ensure everyone's safety? Constantly prepared for any storm, Xiao Yi barely rested. Though his body was exhausted, his spirit remained energized. He repeatedly checked his weapons and tools, ensuring they would be ready at the critical moment. At night, while his companions slept in exhaustion, Xiao Yi remained alone by the window, staring into the darkness outside. There was no fear in his eyes, only determination and resolve. He knew he shouldered the heavy responsibility of protecting everyone, and no matter how difficult it might be, he must persevere. During this long wait, Xiao Yi's heart burned as if on fire, yet he remained unwavering, like a fearless warrior, ready to face the challenge of fate. On the eve of the impending storm, Xiao Yi and his companions, prepared for the impending danger, knew the danger was imminent. They had just finished reinforcing the room, and before they could even catch their breath, they immediately plunged into the task of setting up temporary heating equipment. Xiao Yi's gaze was firm, his command steady, without a trace of fatigue or hesitation. The others also worked with renewed energy, as if racing against the impending weather. They brought in heavy planks, hammers hammering down forcefully again and again, nails sinking deeply into the wood with a resounding, crisp sound. Every joint was meticulously crafted to ensure maximum stability. After completing the reinforcement, Xiao Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and immediately turned around to start building the heating equipment. They searched everywhere for usable materials, and the scrap steel pipes and torn cloth seemed to have become precious treasures in their hands. Everyone worked together, some were responsible for welding the steel pipes, and with sparks flying, one component after another gradually took shape; some were cutting cloth to make warm jackets for the equipment. Time flew by in the busy and intense work, but Xiao Yi and others did not slow down their actions at all. They had only one thought in their minds, that is, to be fully prepared and protect their own world before the wind, rain and cold came.
They were acutely aware of the dire circumstances they faced. In this energy-scarce world, every bit of energy was precious, and the uncontrolled temperature was terrifying. They understood clearly that hypothermia was no small matter; it was extremely dangerous, like a beast lurking in the darkness, poised to pounce and claim life at any moment. In such an environment, energy scarcity meant a lack of consistent and stable warmth. Even a brief bout of chill could trigger a series of unpredictable consequences. Uncontrolled temperature made the world around them unpredictable; one moment they might feel a touch of warmth, the next they could be enveloped in bone-chilling cold. The terrifying prospect of hypothermia recurred in their minds: their bodies gradually stiffened, their blood circulation slowed, their thoughts began to sluggish, their consciousness gradually blurred, and ultimately, they were plunged into endless darkness. This danger hung like a sword overhead, constantly reminding them to remain vigilant and do everything they could to withstand the cold and protect themselves and their companions. Because if they are a little careless, hypothermia may come silently and drag them into an abyss of no return.
"Hurry up! Don't dawdle!" Xiao Yi shouted, his urgent voice seemingly piercing the surrounding clamor. His brow furrowed, his eyes filled with anxiety and urgency, the veins on his forehead bulging slightly with tension and impatience. Xiao Yi barked out instructions while swiftly moving to help. His hands, like nimble birds, handled the tasks at hand with swift and methodical precision. He first snatched a tool from someone else's hand, arm muscles tensed as he swung it vigorously, each movement brimming with power and determination. Then, he leaned sideways and quickly gathered the materials scattered on the ground, his agility akin to a race against time. As he helped, Xiao Yi's eyes never left the others' progress, constantly shouting, "Pay attention here!" "Speed up!" His voice was rapid and forceful, constantly urging everyone to move faster. Xiao Yi did not stop, shuttling back and forth between various work areas. Wherever he was needed, he would immediately appear there. He set an example for everyone with his actual actions, motivating everyone not to slack off in the slightest.
To build their heating system, they embarked on a arduous quest, like tireless treasure hunters, scavenging for materials from every corner. Their eyes were sharp and focused, leaving no corner untouched. In abandoned warehouses crammed with debris, they meticulously rummaged through, picking up discarded parts forgotten by time. Every rusted screw, every twisted piece of metal, they saw as a key to building their own heating system. They traversed the streets and alleys, exploring abandoned corners. Even a scrap of worn fabric, if it still held a shred of warmth, was treasured. They entered decrepit factories, wading through mountains of scrap, their hands peeling back layers of obstacles, searching for a single, potentially useful piece of pipe or a fragment of insulation. Bent among the rubble, they carefully poked through the rubble with sticks, hoping to uncover something useful buried beneath. Even a tiny piece of wire brought a smile of delight to their faces. Even at the recycling station, they diligently sift through the garbage, not missing anything that might be useful for heating equipment. They work tirelessly, not missing anything that might be useful, just to piece together a hope of warmth in this cold world.
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