"Lu Yuan, leave it to me! I'll take some men down and take a look!"
As the other person spoke, they lifted their hat, and Lu Yuan saw Kong Hanting. She had cut her long hair at some point, leaving only short hair, making her look like a man but with a more heroic air.
Kong Hanting was wearing a ski, holding a long ski pole in each hand, and had a scarf draped behind her back, looking quite like a professional skier.
"you?"
The other person nodded, then tucked the goggles over their head and gave a slight smile.
"I forgot to tell you, I used to be on the college ski team! I even won an award!"
Lu Yuan immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Great! I didn't expect you to have brought equipment with you!"
"Yeah! I traded this equipment with someone at the camp! I never thought I'd be able to use it someday!"
"Okay! You go then! By the way, the snow ahead is very dangerous, so please be careful!"
Kong Hanting nodded: "Okay! I understand! I promise to complete the mission!"
Then Lu Yuan looked at the team members behind her. Although they were not as professional as Kong Hanting, they were very steady on their feet and much better than him.
"Hold the ropes tight! Get ready to pull them up!"
Lu Yuan shouted loudly, then slowly walked to the back and gripped the rope tightly in his hand.
Several figures flashed by quickly, and Kong Hanting led the ski team straight into the pit.
Time passed second by second, and Kong Hanting and the others had long since disappeared into the vast snow.
Lacking communication equipment, Lu Yuan and his team could only watch the rope in their hands and wait for the people below to pull it.
About ten minutes later, Lu Yuan suddenly felt the rope in his hand sink down sharply, and then the bell on the rope rang.
"pull!"
Lu Yuan shouted loudly, and then the rope was pulled straight up. The people behind him put their feet into the snow and began to pull backward.
Soon, the first person was pulled up, and Deng Yuanyuan's medical team rushed over immediately, dragging the person aside to begin treatment.
Then came the second person, the third person...
Once the last person was pulled out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and headed straight for the tents in the temporary camp.
A fire was burning inside the tent, but the temperature was still very low, and the tent was not very well sealed, letting in drafts from all sides, which caused the flames to flicker from time to time.
The group carried the injured people who had fallen into the pit and began to melt the ice off their bodies little by little. Then they took off their wet clothes and put them on the fire to dry.
Lu Yuan and the others pressed the tent down again to prevent the heat inside from escaping.
Then, the crowd gathered outside, looking with lingering fear at the figures inside the tent.
Then one of Deng Yuanyuan's assistants came out first, looking a little tired.
"How is it?" Lu Yuan asked anxiously.
The other person glanced at Lu Yuan, then looked around at the people.
"The first person suffered severe hypothermia and couldn't be saved!"
Lu Yuan nodded, then had someone help carry the body out. When he touched the body, it was ice cold to the touch. The deceased's limbs were completely necrotic and turned blackish-purple. The corners of his mouth and face were almost black, and his eyes were filled with the fear of dying. There were many cuts on his body. Although his clothes had been put back on, the wounds on his chest and arms were still visible.
"Sigh! It's only been one day since we came out and someone has already died! It's just... just..."
Lu Yuan's voice was somewhat low, clearly indicating that he hadn't expected things to be so difficult, with casualties already occurring on the first day.
Suddenly, the sound of a woman crying came from the side.
Following the sound, they saw Liu Dafa's second aunt, who was crying her heart out, desperately wanting to see her son one last time. However, the people inside the tent were receiving treatment, so she could only wait aside. Liu Dafa's face was a mess of expressions, seemingly a mix of sadness and joy, looking quite awkward.
Not long after, the nurses came out again, each time bringing news of a death.
The family members and friends who were waiting on the sidelines gradually turned from anticipation to fear, and eventually became numb. There were six people in total, and the nurse came out five times, taking one life each time. It was easy to imagine what would happen to the last one.
Lu Yuan frowned, standing still, wanting to go in and see if he could be cured with the golden fruit, but after thinking for a long time, he gave up.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are inevitable parts of life. This is the end times, and people's fates should not be in their own hands. He is not a savior, and he cannot save everyone. Those who are alive must make themselves strong, not just become their last hope. This is not Lu Yuan's original intention. He just wants to quietly get through this apocalypse with his family. He can't care about anything else.
Back on the island, Lu Yuan had already made up his mind not to use his golden fruit for people who weren't really related to him. The more he used it, the more he would be exposed, and he might be targeted and betrayed. Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and finally just sighed.
Finally, Deng Yuanyuan emerged, her body radiating warmth, clearly having just battled death. However, the expression on her face suggested that her condition was not optimistic.
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