Even rice cereal couldn't get the child to eat a single bite.
If it weren't for the child's own determination to survive, he would have starved to death long ago.
The child was held in Peng Linlin's arms, wrapped in two thick cotton coats, while Peng Linlin herself was also wrapped in a thick cotton coat.
This is what she traded for, using most of her food.
She used the remaining food to feed her children.
The mother and son had only a small tent, standing alone on the nebula.
The tent could only barely keep the mother and child out of the cold wind; the rest they had to carry themselves.
So, when Peng Linlin saw many snowflakes crawling up from below, she didn't struggle.
Dying like that doesn't seem so bad.
It's her child who suffers so much, born into this world just like her.
Peng Linlin closed her eyes and quietly awaited death.
Peng Linlin tightly covered the child's mouth with her hand.
She felt the pain of being bitten by snow worms, but she didn't cry out, as if it was only natural for her to be like this.
......
It was three days later that the crisis of the snow worms escaping was truly over.
This severely damaged the Seventh Star System, causing its population to drop by more than 10,000 people.
Only about 50,000 people are still alive in the Seventh Star System, but their condition is not good.
The nebula was still moving when it encountered another player.
Not long after Shen Zhiyi finished lunch, it started to snow and rain.
The temperature suddenly dropped again.
......
(I'm stuck on the script, completely stuck. After I finished writing, I didn't even know what I was writing. I'm too embarrassed to look back at it.)
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