Nothing much happened for the next three days. Xiao Chen spent his time sleeping, cultivating, and sitting by the campfire, looking at the messages in the household group chat.
After all, one's life often needs a little fun to make it more comfortable.
"But Lin Yichen hasn't encountered any danger yet. If she were, I could rightfully take her back to my house and make her my own."
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "Today is the tenth day since the heavy snow began."
The temperature plummeted to minus forty degrees Celsius. Under these conditions, almost all television stations had been shut down, except for the television stations in the capital city, which continued to encourage the people.
"Everyone must hang in there! The heavy snow will stop soon, and we'll definitely see the sun again. Then we'll go to the beach together and soak up the sun!"
In front of the television, a female host encouraged the camera, saying, "But on the other side of the television, how many people are still alive and watching TV? I'm afraid there aren't many people left besides Xiao Chen."
When he had free time, Xiao Chen started fiddling with the radio. Since the television wasn't showing any messages, he figured the radio might be able to pick up some.
Xiao Chen was also curious about how many people were still alive on Earth. However, as he fiddled with the radio, it emitted a hissing sound and he couldn't get it working properly no matter what he did.
"Hey, hey, hey, is it broken?"
Xiao Chen gently patted the radio, trying to restore it to normal. He had found this radio himself in an antique shop.
As Xiao Chen patted the radio, the static in the radio became even louder the next second.
Just as Xiao Chen was wondering what was going on, he heard a deep voice coming from the radio.
"Do you want to survive in the apocalypse? Do you want to gain supreme power? If you want to do whatever you want, then come... West... join us, Snow God."
"Hey, finish what you're saying! Where exactly is it in the west?"
The voice on the radio stopped abruptly before it could finish speaking. Xiao Chen patted the radio, but accidentally smashed it open.
Seeing this, Xiao Chen was speechless, but the words on the radio had piqued his interest.
"It seems quite a few people survived the apocalypse. As for that Snow God or whatever he was talking about on the radio earlier, where exactly is he?"
Xiao Chen murmured to himself. After seeing the Snow Demon, Xiao Chen knew that this apocalypse was probably not simple. As for this Snow God, he would have to find out about him later.
Having the power to cultivate immortality, what could possibly threaten him?
As for the location, exactly where in the west is it?
After pondering for a while, Xiao Chen gave up. He would wait for another opportunity to go and take a look. He didn't know if it was a cult or something else.
at the same time.
In 1703.
"It's finally a little better."
Seeing that his wounds had finally healed considerably, Wang Ba tried some exercise and found that it didn't have much of an impact, which put him at ease.
He then took out his phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, found a group chat, and clicked in.
The somewhat bloody photos made Wang Ba frown, but right now the most important thing was to deal with Xiao Chen.
"Hmph, Xiao Chen, you won't let me have an easy time, then I'll make you have an even harder time too."
Wang Ba sneered and then contacted the group leaders. They were also homeowners in the Happiness Community, but like Wang Ba, most of them were thugs who only had some money at home, which allowed them to own a house in the Happiness Community.
...
"Old man, hand over all the food, or we won't care about your granddaughter's life or death."
Meanwhile, in Building 7, several young men in down jackets were seen angrily pointing knives at an elderly man, while a little girl was being held captive by them.
"Grandpa, save me!"
The little girl cried to the old man, which immediately broke his heart. He could only tremblingly take out a few bags of food from the safe.
Upon seeing the food, the gang leader gave a wink to his men, who immediately understood.
The old man wasn't stupid; he looked at them with a resolute expression and said...
"Release my granddaughter first, or I'll throw all this food outside."
Before the thugs could react, he rushed to the window and opened it. Instantly, gusts of cold wind blew in from outside, and the thugs present felt a bone-chilling cold.
The old man, however, showed no fear whatsoever, appearing ready to perish together with the deceased.
"Fine, I give up. Let her go."
The gang leader shook his head, reluctantly giving in, and his men finally released the old man's granddaughter.
Having broken free from her restraints, the little girl rushed towards the old man and quickly nestled into his arms.
The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that his granddaughter was safe.
He then said, "I can give you the food, but if you continue to attack, the old man will make you pay with your lives, even if it means his own death."
After saying that, he put the bags of food he was holding on the ground, and the gang leader gestured for his men to take them.
Unexpectedly, the thug stabbed the old man the moment he got the food. The old man was about to dodge, but then he realized that if he dodged, his granddaughter would be stabbed.
Thinking of this, the old man rushed straight at the knife. Although the knife pierced his body, he didn't care about his own safety at all and turned around to shout at his granddaughter.
"Hurry, Si Xue, hurry!"
"Grandpa, I'm not leaving."
The granddaughter cried as she spoke, and at that very moment, the thug drew his broadsword and decapitated the old man in one stroke. He then walked toward the granddaughter with the sword in hand.
"Hehehe, little sister, I'll be quick."
At this critical moment, the little girl looked behind her and then said angrily.
"If I survive today, you will all pay the price!"
The thugs seemed to realize something and were about to rush forward when they didn't expect Si Xue to turn around and jump out of the window.
"Damn, she actually jumped in. You know, the flesh of little girls is the most delicious."
The thug said with some regret, "Judging from this statement, they have probably eaten human flesh before, and quite a few times."
"Alright, she's just a little girl, no need to worry about her too much. Besides, this is the 23rd floor, she'll definitely die if she falls from this height. Let's process this old man instead. Plus, he has so much food here, it should be enough to last us for a while."
Just then, the gang leader stepped forward, shook his head, and said that after receiving his order, several of his men dragged the old man's body away.
Just as the gang leader was about to leave, he noticed his phone vibrate and immediately opened it to take a look.
"Oh, Wang Ba is still alive?"
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