The four men, including Gou Fugui, exchanged glances, and a look of surprise appeared on each of their faces.
After all, since the second zombie apocalypse, the rescue team members haven't been directly grouped together. This time, they can save time searching for team members.
The four paused for a moment, then jogged and quickly reunited. Fugui, with his keen hearing, overheard the old man who had told him to hurry home muttering something under his breath:
"Tsk tsk, they really are in cahoots. Wearing short sleeves together in the dead of winter, these young people these days are getting more and more incomprehensible."
Gou Fugui twitched his lips, wanting to speak, but felt a cool sensation on the tip of his nose. His gaze met the tip of his nose and he saw the white, icy snowflake that had landed on it quickly melt into a water droplet.
It actually snowed.
"Hiss! It's winter here. Let's quickly find a secluded spot to change into our warmer clothes." Song Sanchuan said, observing the surrounding terrain. Suddenly, he paused and turned to Gou Fugui: "Brother, you have some clothes in your pocket, right?!"
The sudden energy fluctuations from the Doomsday Gate above the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau meant they hadn't brought anything except a combat backpack each, which they'd prepared beforehand. Song Sanchuan was a little worried that Gou Fugui had nothing in his spatial storage.
Gou Fugui rolled his eyes, glanced at the blind spot in the surveillance camera that Song Sanchuan was pointing to, and then naturally pulled out four long down jackets one by one from the backpack behind him.
He distributed the down jackets according to the number of people.
"Although we didn't have time to replenish our supplies this time, we didn't use much of the supplies from the last world. We still have plenty of commonly used supplies such as food, clothing, and first-aid medicines, more than enough for the four of us."
"But I wonder what kind of apocalypse this is? And where is the core of the world?"
The four people looked much better after putting on down jackets. Although they were in good health and wouldn't catch a cold even if they ran in the cold wind for several tens of minutes, the biting cold was still unpleasant.
With down jackets to protect them from the wind and snow, they can start thinking about the most important things right away.
"We've just arrived here and don't know anything yet. But with me, a master of online information, I can find out all the major global events in no time."
Song Sanchuan chuckled: "Come on, Gui'er, there's a coffee shop up ahead. You buy me coffee and I'll look up information for you."
No matter how you calculate it, Gou Fugui is the richest of the four.
Thinking about his money and luck makes people uncontrollably envious.
Gou Fugui pouted, wanting to say a few more words in a banter, but Xie Tianlang and Si Wuyai spoke almost simultaneously: "The snow is getting heavier."
“Something’s not right. The temperature is dropping too fast. When we first arrived here, the temperature was around 0°C, but now it has dropped to -5°C.”
Such a rapid temperature change made Gou Fugui and Song Sanchuan's expressions turn grim. Almost immediately, they thought of the high-temperature apocalypse that nearly killed most of life on Earth.
So has it changed from high temperature to low temperature now?
How low will the temperature drop? Will it fall below -100℃?
But Gou Fugui couldn't get an answer for the time being, and he wasn't even sure if the end of the world was an extreme cold disaster.
He was simply being pulled very quickly by Xie Tianlang towards the large shopping mall in front. If it really was a major natural disaster, hiding in the coffee shop would be tantamount to courting death.
By this time, the snow had already filled the entire sky and earth, and the snowflakes had changed from tiny, cute little snowflakes to large snowflakes at least half the size of a palm.
The large snowflakes falling on people's heads and faces didn't hurt, but they did bring a real chill.
Besides Gou Fugui, Xie Tianlang, and the other three, quite a few other people ran towards the mall. Everyone noticed that the snow was falling unusually heavily, and more importantly, people could clearly feel the sudden drop in temperature just by feeling it.
Perhaps the internal signals of danger were screaming, and within a few short minutes, pedestrians walking in the center of the street and square began to run, seeking refuge in the surrounding shops and malls.
The shopping mall and shops along the street were soon packed with people.
Gou Fugui stood at the entrance of the mall and looked out. He noticed that in just a few minutes, the roads outside had been covered with a white blanket of snow.
"Hiss! What's with this weather? Why did it suddenly get so cold? And wasn't the forecast supposed to be light snow? Why is the snow so heavy?"
"Who knows? Weather forecasts are never accurate. Maybe the snow is heavy for a while, but it will turn into light snow in an hour and a half."
The people gathered in the mall began to discuss the snow outside. Although they were somewhat surprised, they did not feel overly anxious.
They watched as several people running towards them suddenly slipped in the snow, struggled to get up twice, and then lay motionless on the ground.
The few people who fell down were not noticeable at first, but when most people ran, walked or shuffled into the mall and shops, the few who had fallen and had not moved became unusually obvious.
Gou Fugui frowned as he looked at the people who had fallen to the ground.
He glanced at the temperature recorded on his wristwatch: -10℃.
Although the temperature is cold, it shouldn't be so cold that someone can't get up after falling down, right?
The other people in the mall obviously noticed them as well.
"What's going on with those guys lying on the ground? Why are they just lying there motionless?"
"Could it be that it froze to death? But what's the temperature? It's impossible for it to freeze to death while walking around, right?"
"Who's going out to check? There are several lives at stake."
Everyone chimed in with their opinions, but in the end, not a single person was willing to step out of the mall.
Many people even walked a few steps from the main entrance into the mall.
Besides subconsciously not wanting to get involved, they also clearly felt that the temperature at the mall entrance seemed to have dropped again.
Gou Fugui raised his watch again; the temperature had dropped to -14℃.
The temperature is indeed dropping rapidly, but it's not hot enough to kill anyone.
Thinking this, Gou Fugui decided to go out and bring back the four people who were lying motionless on the spot.
Just as he lowered his wrist, Xie Tianlang and Song Sanchuan had already run out, and then quickly returned carrying two people lying on the ground.
Although no one was willing to risk going out again to rescue the person, after someone did it, the people in the mall were more willing to be good people who don't put themselves in danger.
Soon a crowd gathered around.
"Quickly check what's wrong with these four people! Is there a medical room in the mall? Take them there!"
"Please make way, I'm a doctor, let me check on them!"
"They're having seizures due to sudden hypothermia, and they're most likely heart patients who have had coronary artery bypass surgery. Take them to the medical room immediately for CPR and to raise their temperature! Otherwise, they won't wake up if they stay like this!"
Everyone was talking at once, but they also called the mall's security guards, who took the four people with hypothermia to the mall's medical room.
After everyone left, the people standing by the mall entrance wanted to turn around and praise Xie Tianlang and Song Sanchuan, those two formidable figures, but suddenly a huge sound, like something cracking, rang out inside the mall. Then, the central air conditioning, which had been ignored and acted like background noise, went silent, and suddenly the entire mall became excessively quiet.
The field of vision also turned dark.
The mall's electricity and heating equipment malfunctioned.
Gou Fugui, standing at the door, raised his wrist for the third time. It was 4:20 pm, and the temperature had dropped from 0°C to -20°C in just twenty minutes.
The atmosphere in the mall began to tense, and everyone became uneasy.
"What happened? Did the power suddenly go out? The power outage aside, why do I feel even colder?"
"The central air conditioning is broken! The entire mall's heating system is down! What do we do now? Should we stay in the mall or go somewhere else? What's wrong with this weather? Not only is the snow getting heavier, but the temperature has also dropped so much all of a sudden!"
"Forget all that nonsense, the most important thing right now is how long will this cold snap and heavy snow last? What are we going to do next? People will freeze to death if the temperature gets too low! The heating in the mall is gone, we need to find a place with heating or a way to warm up!"
The man who said this was very capable-looking, but his expression was very serious at the moment: "I plan to go to the supermarket on the basement floor to buy some cold-weather supplies and first-aid items, and then see if I can get home before the snow gets too heavy, or at least walk a distance in the direction of home."
"The mall's electricity and heating are out now, so staying here is obviously not a solution. Anyone who wants to come with me can come with me."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and went straight to the supermarket on the basement floor of the mall.
Then a dozen or so quick-thinking people in the crowd followed the man.
What this man said makes sense.
The shopping mall could have served as a temporary refuge for them, but now that the mall is without power and heating, it serves virtually no purpose other than blocking out the snow. Staying there is clearly not a wise choice.
Song Sanchuan glanced at Gou Fugui: "Shall we go downstairs?"
Gou Fugui thought for a moment and shook his head.
"Turn on your computer and find some upscale hotels nearby. I don't think the temperature will keep dropping so rapidly. Otherwise, if it keeps dropping, we might freeze to death tonight, let alone find the core of the world."
"We don't have a house here, so we need to find a place to sleep and stay first."
Song Sanchuan thought it made a lot of sense. He took out his laptop and connected to the satellite network in just three minutes, finding the nearest five-star hotel.
"This area is right in the Longhu business district. Walk two kilometers along the direction of the plaza outside the mall and you'll find the Longhu Hotel. Look in the direction of ten o'clock, and that semi-circular pillar is the Longhu Hotel."
Hehe, looks like our little bit of luck worked; the landing spot was pretty good.
Following Song Sanchuan's words, Gou Fugui and the other two looked toward the ten o'clock position and indeed saw the magnificent semi-circular pillar that narrowed from bottom to top, resembling a spiral staircase being pushed open layer by layer.
It was at least thirty stories high, and in the midst of the heavy snow, it looked like a rather prickly triangular ball.
Gou Fugui was quite satisfied with the stability of this "spiky building," and turned his gaze to Xie Tianlang and Si Wuyai: "Shall we go there? What do you think?"
Xie Tianlang and Si Wuyai had no objections. Besides the fact that neither of them liked to trouble others—one preferred to be lazy and the other preferred to do research and work alone—they were also very clear that in a place like this, where finding the core of the world might require luck and metaphysics, it was better to hand over the decision-making power to Gui'er, who was most likely to find the core by accident.
Even if someone keeps denying that he got it by luck, the facts along the way have long outweighed his sophistry.
Si Wuyai, the research and observation fanatic, had been precisely observing and recording the temperature. Suddenly, he moved his finger and said, "The temperature drop is starting to slow down."
"After five minutes, the temperature remained unchanged at -20°C."
Looking at the heavy snow outside, Si Wuyai speculated: "-20℃ is probably a point where the temperature will drop."
Gou Fugui smiled and said, "This is a good opportunity for us to go to the Longhu Hotel."
Si Wuyai and Song Sanchuan exchanged a glance. Ha, look, the temperature stopped dropping just as they were about to head to the big hotel. They still won't admit they were lucky.
Gou Fugui doesn't think he was lucky; he just seized the opportunity.
Before that, Gou Fugui pretended to pull out four pairs of thermal leggings and four pairs of snow boots from the backpack behind him.
The outside temperature is minus twenty degrees Celsius, so wearing only a down jacket isn't enough for them; they need to wear pants as well. Besides, they're wearing either slippers or sandals. Gou Fugui just saw several people looking at them with utter incomprehension, probably thinking they were acting strangely and eccentrically.
Si Wuyai had wanted pants and shoes for a long time. After all, he had only participated in the Gate of Doomsday twice, and neither time it resulted in an improvement in his physical condition. Even though those who entered the Gate of Doomsday would receive a slight physical enhancement, his physical condition was not much better than that of an ordinary person.
When the four of them put on warm fleece-lined sweatpants and snow boots and walked out with backpacks, they found that there were eight people following them.
Gou Fugui turned to look at the group of people following them. The young men who looked like college students coughed first and said, "Well, we just think your analysis is pretty impressive. Our homes aren't in this city, and our schools are in the university town in the west, which is too far away. So we thought we might as well go to the hotel to rest for the night and see if we need to go back to school tomorrow."
The male head of the other family of four nodded in agreement, clearly indicating that they were also heading to the hotel.
“We are a family traveling together, and the hotel we booked is there. But the weather suddenly changed, and I didn’t dare to take my wife and children back alone, for fear that something might happen on the way and I wouldn’t be able to take care of them. Then we heard that you were also going to the hotel, so we wanted to go with you.”
As the man finished speaking, he took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Gou Fugui. Gou Fugui could tell at a glance who among the four people was willing to talk to him.
"My name is Wen Boyuan, and it's a pleasure to meet you four. I hope that if any unexpected events occur on the road, you gentlemen will be able to lend a hand if they can."
He paused for a moment, then said earnestly, "I have some connections at the Longhu Hotel. I can get a VIP suite on the top floor without a reservation. I can recommend a few people to stay there."
Wen Boyuan was wearing a black down jacket, the brand of which was unclear, but his words clearly moved Gou Fugui.
They didn't know how long they would be staying at that hotel, so it would be great if they could just check into a VIP suite without having to ask for anything in return.
Moreover, Wen Boyuan's request was not excessive. Gou Fugui looked at the little girl who was being held in Wen Boyuan's arms and dressed like a big round ball, as well as the beautiful and elegant woman holding his son's hand next to him, and finally nodded.
"Okay. Then stick close to us. Let's go now."
This brief exchange wasted more than a minute. Although the temperature did not continue to drop, the biting cold wind was immediately noticeable after leaving the mall.
The sudden heavy snow had only been falling for a little over half an hour, but there was already at least five centimeters of snow on the ground.
Stepping on the snow could leave a small dent, and the blizzard, which had grown from half the size of a palm to the size of a palm, showed no signs of stopping anytime soon.
Xie Tianlang led the way, with Gou Fugui and his two companions following behind him. The four college students walked to Gou Fugui's left, while Wen Boyuan's family of four walked to Gou Fugui's right.
Song Sanchuan had already transmitted the hotel's location to the four of their wristwatches, ensuring they wouldn't get lost on their way to the hotel.
Even so, the journey was still very difficult.
Such a heavy snowfall wouldn't pose much of a problem for Xie Tianlang and his companions; at most, their vision would be obscured by the snow, and they would occasionally slip on the road.
But this was a huge problem for the four college students, especially for Wen Boyuan and his family.
The four college students had already slipped and fallen several times on the road. One of the girls, who was wearing glasses, was so blinded by the snow that she could barely see the road ahead and stepped into a snowdrift in the scenic lake, almost falling into the lake.
Although the temperature was already -20℃ and the lake was slowly freezing over, the ice was still very brittle and impossible for anyone to stand on because the temperature drop was relatively short.
If Song Sanchuan hadn't been quick to pull her back, this girl would have been in big trouble.
The girl with glasses was also terrified and thanked Song Sanchuan repeatedly. Then, she couldn't believe her eyes as she continued walking forward, holding her classmates' hands on either side.
The Wen family of four was even worse off than the four college students. Wen Boyuan's wife walked very carefully, holding her son's hand, but the eight-year-old boy would stumble and fall almost every five steps. And every time he fell, his mother would almost fall down with him, so much so that the boy, who had seemed so strong, had red eyes and tried several times to break free from his mother's hand.
Wen Boyuan watched from the side, holding his daughter, feeling heartbroken. He had already used all his strength to hold the child and avoid losing his balance and falling, so even though he felt sorry for her, he had no hands or feet to help her.
He opened his mouth twice as if to say something to Gou Fugui and the other three, but in the end he kept his mouth shut.
In this situation, it's not yet time to absolutely ask for help. He can't use up his request for help here.
Just as Wen Boyuan was about to turn around and encourage her son, the stubborn little boy tripped and fell again. This time, he used a lot of strength to break free from his mother's hand: "Mom, you don't need to hold me anymore. I can walk. If it really doesn't work, I can roll over."
Gou Fugui, who had already stopped walking, was interrupted by the long-haired youth who couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Then he bent down, reached out and lifted the boy, who was unsteady on his feet due to the wind and snow, and grabbed his arm, leading him quickly forward.
This was the first time Wen Feilian had been grabbed by the arm by a man other than his father and grandfather, and he instinctively tried to struggle.
However, little Wen Feilian soon discovered that the hand holding him was very strong, and even though he used a lot of strength, he couldn't break free.
He even got a light kick to the butt: "Hey kid, don't move around. Aren't you cold? Don't you want to hurry back to the hotel to shower, eat, and sleep?"
Wen Feilian fell silent. He was indeed feeling cold and wanted to get back to the warm hotel to shower, eat, and sleep as soon as possible.
So for the rest of the journey, Wen Feilian obediently followed Gou Fugui's lead. He then discovered that every time his feet slipped and he was about to fall, the slender, somewhat pale hand holding him would firmly steady his body, allowing him to regain his footing in the wind and snow.
The little boy looked up slightly at the long, pale hand that was holding him, and a question popped into his mind.
He wasn't wearing gloves. Wasn't he cold?
The wealthy and beautiful woman was certainly not cold; in fact, he felt hot after walking a few more steps.
By this time, they had been walking against the wind and snow for more than twenty minutes. Because they had been walking, they did not feel particularly cold, but in twenty minutes they had only walked one kilometer.
"I'm starting to believe that saying from the Northeast now; I didn't believe it before," Song Sanchuan said, his breath steaming and his teeth chattering.
Gou Fugui raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "What do you mean?"
Before Song Sanchuan could answer, one of the four college students next to him chuckled and said, "The roads were difficult to travel during the blizzard! The most exaggerated story is that a 20-minute walk home took five hours. People online thought it was a joke, but now I believe it's not an exaggeration at all."
Then the people who heard him speak laughed, which was a way of making the best of a bad situation.
After walking for another twenty minutes, they were only a hundred meters away from the Longhu Hotel. Even though the heavy snow blocked their view, they could still vaguely see the hotel's entrance.
The little girl, who had been held in her father's arms the whole time, clapped her hands excitedly with rosy cheeks and shouted, "Daddy's almost here! Daddy, come on!"
Not only Wen Boyuan's family, but all four college students breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at their destination that they were about to reach.
It took them almost an hour to walk just two kilometers, but thankfully they made it there without any major incidents.
At that moment, Gou Fugui suddenly heard the sound of wind coming from afar.
Even though the sound was still very faint, it carried a chilling and mournful quality, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.
He raised his wrist for the fourth time and saw the temperature number on his watch dropping every three seconds.
His expression changed.
"Run!"
When Gou Fugui shouted, Si Wuyai and Song Sanchuan also sensed danger. They quickly scanned their surroundings, listened intently, and checked their wrists for their temperatures.
Then his expression changed drastically.
"run!"
"Run to the hotel as fast as you can!"
The two of them also shouted to warn the eight people following them.
Four college students, supporting each other and looking pale and anxious, ran as fast as they could towards the large hotel just ahead.
Two people were about to slip and fall because they were too nervous, but Song Sanchuan reached out and pulled them back, then simply dragged them forward.
When Gou Fugui shouted "Run!", he had already grabbed the little boy and rushed forward. However, grabbing him was a bit of a hindrance. After running two steps, Wen Feilian, the eldest grandson of the Wen family and the one on whom his grandfather and father placed high hopes, was directly carried on Fugui's round shoulder, instantly making the little boy's mouth gape wide open.
At this moment, the howling cold wind, which everyone could hear, was rushing in from the front. Wen Boyuan, who was running with his daughter in his arms, was already feeling the limit of his physical strength.
Just as he was about to call out to Mr. Fugui, he suddenly felt a lightness in his arms. His four-year-old daughter had been lifted up by the tall man who had been walking at the front. Then Wen Boyuan watched as the man with wolf-like eyes seemed to grab his daughter's down jacket from the back and disappeared into the snow in a few steps.
The man moved as fast as the wind, while the daughter he held in his hand... was like a little turtle struggling in vain.
"Honey! Run forward quickly!"
Wen Boyuan's wife held her husband's hand nervously.
Wen Boyuan quickly regained his senses and grabbed his wife's hand. The two supported each other and hurried towards the hotel entrance through the heavy snow.
Everyone had started running, but their running speeds varied greatly.
Running in the lead was Gou Fugui, who reacted the fastest and carried Wen Feilian, while following behind him was Xie Tianlang, who came from behind and carried the little girl.
Wen Feilian, perched on Gou Fugui's shoulders, and Wen Xingxing, paddling like a little turtle, stared at each other. The young master of the Wen family, who had just felt that being carried was quite embarrassing, suddenly felt that being carried was actually quite nice.
At least he doesn't have to be caught like a little turtle.
Then there were Song Sanchuan, the four college students, and Si Wuyai, who were moving at different speeds. Logically speaking, Si Wuyai should have been running faster, but he was also wearing glasses, which seriously affected his speed. He was only slightly ahead of the college students and Song Sanchuan by one or two steps.
The ten of them arrived at the hotel entrance one after another amidst the increasingly intense winds.
The hotel's reception door had already been closed, but fortunately, the receptionists and waiters on both sides of the lobby inside the door had not left. When Gou Fugui carried Wen Feilian to the glass reception door, the receptionists and waiters who were huddled together in the lobby, rubbing their hands together and talking, were all stunned.
"Oh my god! Someone's outside!"
"How could anyone have come all this way in such heavy snow?!"
"Stop standing there and open the door!"
"Good heavens, the person carrying that on his shoulder looks like... looks like... Young Master Wen!"
After a three-second pause, the greeter and hotel staff frantically unlocked and opened the door.
When the door opened, palm-sized snowflakes, mixed with the cold wind, rushed into the hotel lobby along with Gou Fugui and his group.
First, Gou Fugui brought Wen Feilian, then Xie Tianlang carried Wen Xingxing, and then Si Wuyai, Song Sanchuan, and four college students rushed in, stumbling and crawling. At this moment, the biting cold wind that Gou Fugui had heard earlier roared and rushed here.
But they didn't see Wen Boyuan and his wife, who should have followed.
Si Wuyai stood by the glass door, monitoring the temperature on his wristwatch. In the distance of more than 100 meters they had run, the temperature had dropped rapidly from -20℃ to -33℃.
And this temperature drop continued, accompanied by the howling cold wind.
As the fierce winds, mixed with heavy snow, pounded against the hotel's glass doors, everyone in the lobby could see the transparent glass instantly covered with white frost flowers, which quickly spread from the four corners towards the center.
A waiter's hand unconsciously rested on the glass door. As the blizzard rushed in, he instinctively stepped back, only to feel a tearing pain in his palm.
"ah!"
Only then did he belatedly realize that his hands were frozen to the glass door and he couldn't remove them at all.
"Ouch! My hand is stuck! Help me!"
But at this moment, everyone was in chaos. Everyone, including Gou Fugui, was staring intently at the blizzard outside the door, searching for Wen Boyuan and his wife.
Wen Feilian didn't see his parents following him and anxiously tried to rush out the door to find them, but Xie Tianlang grabbed him by the back of his collar and he couldn't break free no matter what he did.
The boy's resilience finally crumbled at this moment. He roared at Xie Tianlang like a little wolf cub, "Put me down! I want to find my mom and dad! Put me down! Put me down!!"
Before he could say anything more, the long-haired youth pressed his head down, turning his face toward the door through which the wind and snow were pouring in: "If you have the strength, shout for your mom and dad outside! We can only save people if we hear their voices!"
Wen Feilian glanced at Gou Fugui with tears streaming down his face, then tried his best to hold back his tears and shouted "Dad, Mom!" to the blizzard outside the door with all his might.
"Dad! Dad, where are you? Please come back!"
"Mom! Xingxing and I are waiting for you. Call out to us from there!"
Perhaps sensing her brother's fear, Wen Xingxing also started crying loudly for her parents after Wen Feilian called out two or three times.
Then, Fugui, who had switched to the owl bloodline buff, heard a faint, labored cry amidst the howling blizzard.
"Feilian! Cough cough... Star!"
Owl Fugui's eyes lit up and he looked directly at Xie Tianlang: "They should have fallen at seven o'clock. They might be frozen and unable to move."
As soon as Xie Tianlang opened the circle in his heart, he rushed out and found the two people who had fallen on the steps at the seven o'clock position. Their bodies had become so stiff in that short time that they were unable to get up on their own.
Then, amidst everyone's tense waiting, Wen Xingxing, who was crying loudly, and Wen Feilian, whose face was flushed, finally saw the great hero who was carrying their father and mother.
The little girl, wrapped up like a ball, burst into tears and ran into her mother's arms, while Wen Feilian rushed to his father's side.
At this moment, Wen Boyuan and his wife were covered in snow, and even their faces and eyebrows were covered in frost. They looked disheveled and pale. Moreover, their faces were frozen and they could not make any expression. They could only lie stiffly on the ground looking at their children.
However, even with a blank expression, Wen Boyuan's eyes were smiling as he looked at the four people standing by the door.
He won his gamble. He returned to the hotel alive with his child and wife. Even though it was thanks to the help of a benefactor and he owed a huge favor, they didn't have to wait in fear in the mall. The family could stay in the hotel until the blizzard ended.
That was his victory.
"My goodness, it really is Mr. Wen Boyuan! Waiter, quickly bring hot towels and hot water! And bring the electric heater over too!"
"Let's move Mr. Wen and his wife to the sofa first, and then bring our hotel's private doctor over to check if they have frostbite."
Wen Boyuan's family received special and attentive care from the hotel lobby manager, so Gou Fugui and his family didn't need to worry about them for the time being.
At this point, their concern was how to close the hotel's side door, which had been frozen shut.
The blizzard howled and rushed into the hall, and the temperature inside dropped rapidly with the snow.
There was also the waiter whose hand was frozen to the glass door. Several of his colleagues had come over with hot towels and warm water to try to peel his hand off the glass door, but the outside temperature was too low, freezing the entire glass door into a hard, cold stone.
No matter how much warm water other waiters pour on the frozen waiter's hands, the water that was still warm will instantly refreeze into ice.
After several attempts, the waiter's frozen hands not only failed to be pulled off, but instead became even more frozen. His hands even developed a bluish-purple frostbite.
"What should I do? What should I do?! I'm not going to be unable to pull my hand off! I can't feel anything in my hand anymore, is my hand going to be useless?!"
The young waiter was almost at his breaking point; his eyes were red as he desperately pulled his hands back, trying to tear them off the frozen door.
But when he used too much force, his colleague screamed to stop him: "Stop moving your hand! You're bleeding! Do you really want to ruin your hand?!"
But the waiter shouted back even louder and more painfully, "What can I do? I have no other way! Hot water doesn't work, hot towels don't work! If I keep moving it, I'll lose my hand!"
In the end, even the young waiter who looked to be only in his twenties was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.
Then, they heard a hesitant but pleasant voice.
"Well, I have a way, but it might hurt a little."
The hostesses and the waiters in the lobby all looked at the handsome young man.
"What can you do! Anything will do as long as you can save my hand! Please, just tell me!"
Gou Fugui nodded, turned to look at his attack weapon, the wolf, and pointed: "Let him use a knife to separate your hand from the glass door. It might cut the skin on your palm, but his hand is very steady, and his movements are fast, accurate, and ruthless. You will probably feel some pain, but your hand will not be seriously injured."
"Are you willing? If you are, I'll let him do it."
Gou Fugui's suggestion was rather bloody; no matter how you tried to cut open the palm and the frozen door with a knife, a lot of blood would flow.
But the young waiter only remained silent for three seconds before taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth to agree.
He had just seen the tall man rushing into the blizzard to quickly rescue people, and he believed that the man was a very capable person.
"...Please help me. Don't worry, no matter how badly my hand is cut, it's my own choice, you won't blame me, uh?"
Ka.
While the young waiter was earnestly trying to mentally prepare himself, a crisp voice rang out. He felt a slight stinging sensation in his palm and fingertips. His left hand, which had been stuck to the glass door and had been driving him crazy, was easily separated from the frozen glass.
Xie Tianlang retrieved his nanowire knife and turned back to his heart's circle.
You're welcome.
The waiter stared blankly at his palm and the fingers of his hand, which had only had a thin layer of skin peeled off, and then looked at Xie Tianlang's back and almost knelt down on the spot.
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