15 Iceberg Snowfield-Day 4
◎Give inheritance◎
[Map: Iceberg Snowfield, Game Days: 4, Weather: Rain and Snow, Temperature: -5℃ (Winter), Time: 0:00 AM.]
Just after midnight, the game entered its fourth day. The temperature plummeted to -5℃, and a strong wind blew outside. Yan Lan was disturbed by the howling wind and couldn't sleep for the first time.
She lifted the quilt covering her head in annoyance and opened the game panel. There were actually quite a few active players in the regional channel.
Player 1: "I'm cold and can't sleep. Is there anyone I can talk to?"
Player 2: "The last stick of charcoal is gone, and I'm cold too. What do you want to talk about, buddy?"
Player 1: "There are 9,890 people left in our zone, and ten more people left last night."
Seeing the death toll again, Yan Lan was no longer as sad as she was at the beginning.
Player 2: "Yeah, when will this awful weather ever end?"
Player 1: "Come on! Hold on for another 11 days. The map will change after 11 days."
Player 2: "So what if we change the map? It's still another hell. I'm really tired of this life!"
Player 1: "Think positively. It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death."
Player 2: "That being said, life is really boring. Sometimes I think I might as well just die."
At this time, a girl named Luo Wen jumped out, and her words shocked Yan Lan.
Luo Wen: "I want to die too, but I can't bear to part with the supplies I've worked so hard to save. Is there anyone who wants to inherit my legacy? A pot, a dozen ingredients, two loaves of bread, and a bottle of mineral water. It's not much, but it can help some people."
Player 2: "Are you serious? Don't be so depressed. It's better to live a miserable life than to die!"
Player 1: "Tsk~ That's what you just said."
Player 2 cursed, "Get lost! Can't you see that he's really desperate?"
Player 2: "Girl, if you have any difficulties, please tell us. We can all help you out. Don't joke with your life!"
Player 1: "Yes, life is precious. So... what's the highest price?"
Player 2: "Illiterate, love is the most valuable thing, isn't it? Are you trying to persuade people to cherish their lives?"
Luo Wen: "Everyone, please stop trying to persuade me. I really want to die. Life is too painful. I want to be free! Also, does anyone want my inheritance?"
At this time, another player 3 jumped out: "I...I want it."
Player 2: "Get lost, big bastard! If you dare to take it, I will cyberbully you every day!
Seeing that something was not right, Yan Lan immediately found Luo Wen and asked to be his friend.
There is a hot topic on the Internet. If a person is about to die, if you save him at this time, he can survive, but he may suffer a lot in the future. Will you save him or not?
Yan Lan once felt that she shouldn't save him. He had his own right to make his own choices. Why should she interfere with his choices and make him continue to suffer?
But when something like this really happens, I subconsciously still want to help her.
After sending a friend request, she stared at the message intently.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, half a minute later, Luo Wen finally agreed: "Do you want my inheritance? But you don't seem to need it."
As a celebrity in H-38 District, this was the first time Yan Lan felt disgusted with this identity. It was too conspicuous and everything she did was watched.
She sent Luo Wen a visitor invitation with a message: "I don't want your inheritance, nor am I here to persuade you. I just want you to come and rest for a night. If you still have the same idea tomorrow, I won't stop you."
There was silence for a while, and finally the invitation was accepted.
Yan Lan, who had been waiting at the door, saw Luo Wen being teleported over and immediately led her into the RV.
Luo Wen was soaked all over, with his head down, twisting his fingers helplessly.
The RV was set to a constant temperature of 28 degrees Celsius and was so clean and warm. I wondered if she would make it dirty.
Yan Lan stuffed a towel and a new set of pajamas into her hand and pushed her to the bathroom door: "Go take a hot bath!"
Then he pointed to the sofa bed that had been made: "You can rest here after washing up."
This was the second real person Yan Lan met after coming to the game. Compared with Shi Yuanyuan, her life was very miserable.
The thin clothes were soaked with water and stuck to his body. The fabric was dirty and had several holes in it.
The skin on her face was chapped, as if it had been exposed to the cold wind for a long time, but it was only four days ago. Her hands were red and swollen to twice their original size, and every finger had chilblains, and she had scratched them with blood from the itching.
The sound of running water came from the shower room, and Yan Lan climbed onto Big Forehead's bed and pulled the curtains.
I gave her a hand, but whether she could change the original trajectory depends on herself.
The next morning at 6 o'clock, Yan Lan got up on time. Her first reaction was to open the bed curtains to see Luo Wen lying on the sofa bed.
There was no sign of her over there, but the blanket on the bed was neatly folded, and it was obvious that she had left.
Yan Lan immediately opened the friend interface and found an unread message.
It was from Luo Wen, sent at 5:50, and it said: "Thank you!"
There are two ways for a visitor to leave: one is that they are automatically transferred at the time set by the inviter, and the other is that the visitor returns early.
She set a deadline of 7 a.m. for Luo Wen, but she didn't expect her to go back early.
Yan Lan yawned, pulled the snowball off her face and threw it back into the quilt, then got up and got out of bed.
Although her living conditions had improved, she couldn't stop exercising, so she put on her coat and went outside.
As usual, it is half an hour of horse stance and half an hour of boxing.
She was sweating even in the minus 5℃ weather. After exercising, she returned to the car with satisfaction and prepared to wash up. Before washing, she opened the personal attribute panel to check.
[Player: Yan Lan
Age: 21 (nominal age)
Balance: 0
Strength: 52 (upgradable)
Speed: 52 (upgradable)
Intelligence: 90 (upgradable)
HP: 80 (slightly hungry, slightly thirsty)
After 7 days of continuous hard training, her physical fitness has improved, but it has only improved by 2 values, which is still far from her ideal figure.
She sighed and started to sign in. Today's task was simple. She received a set of toiletries including toothpaste, toothbrush, shampoo, shower gel and laundry detergent.
With a toothbrush, she no longer has to rinse her mouth with her fingers. Yan Lan happily brushed her teeth and went to the balcony to check the growth of the fruit trees.
Oh my god!
The foam in my mouth almost spurted out!
In just one night, yesterday's small flower buds have grown into buds and fruits. The bright yellow fruits hanging on the branches look very beautiful.
1, 2, 3..., 8 fruits were formed at once! And each one was so big!
She almost bent over with laughter when she saw these fruits. The tangerines and apples had grown into small trees one meter high. The tangerines had 8 fruits and the apple tree had a few flowers. Tomorrow she could harvest a large basin of fruits alone.
After the excitement, she happily picked the fruits and put them back indoors, and she no longer had to worry about her daily vitamins.
After completing her morning routine, she began to eat breakfast. Snowball woke up with a start as soon as he smelled the food. The two of them finished their breakfast and started their day's work.
Xueqiu continued to drive, while Yan Lan sat on the sofa, warming herself by the fire and selling charcoal.
There were less than 2,000 pieces of charcoal on hand, and they were all sold out in less than an hour. The wood traded was directly made into charcoal and sold.
Those who bought it felt lucky, while those who didn’t bought it sighed.
Xiaoru happened to be the lucky one. When she heard yesterday that Yan Lan only had one last batch of charcoal left, she was extremely anxious. She stayed in her trading background early in the morning, refreshing it from time to time. As soon as she saw that there was stock, she clicked on it in a hurry.
Yan Lan prioritized exchanging wood. She had no wood, so she used metal and glass to exchange for two charcoal sticks. She used one during the day and kept the other for the night.
Zhang Wei was the unlucky one. He was a second slower and was pushed to the back by players with faster hands.
It was -5°C outside, and the road was covered in a thick layer of ice. He didn't dare drive, so he simply hid in the car. The gas was running low, and he didn't dare turn on the air conditioner. Fortunately, the car was windproof and the temperature was slightly higher than outside.
He piled all his clothes on top of each other, wrapped himself in a blanket, and huddled on the leather seat with his arms and legs tucked in. As long as he rested and didn't move, his health would decrease more slowly, and he could live a few more days.
Due to the reduction of charcoal, the group chat was very dull, but there was a player who seemed a little mentally twisted and kept selling anxiety.
"The remaining number is 9880."
"The remaining number is 9878, and two died in one minute!"
"It's so funny, three more people died!"
"Wow, there are 9872 people left!"
"Damn, this is exciting and thrilling!"
"I can't sleep, come chat with me, it's paid~"
He's like a psychopath. Every time someone dies, he gets more excited, and the more people die, the more satisfied he becomes.
Many people are already mentally depressed, and he is fanning the flames, which further amplifies people's fear.
Finally, a female player couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to scold him: "Are you crazy?"
This person not only did not restrain himself, but also deliberately disgusted people: "Beautiful girl's chest is a little flat, brother will help you to rub it bigger~"
"You're a pervert!"
"This name is familiar, I like it, curse more, hehe~"
The female player seemed to be frightened by his crazy temperament and didn't dare to make a sound.
His words made people's hair stand on end for no reason. This was definitely not something a normal person would say.
Yan Lan frowned and clicked on the person's profile picture.
This man's name is Sha Renfan. You can tell from his name that he is not a good person. He is in his 40s, with prominent cheekbones and a dark complexion, and he exudes a vulgar temperament.
From the several criminal psychology books she had read, she knew that this person was no simple person in the real world.
She thought for a moment and then spoke a few words.
"Your real life must be so unhappy that you're just trying to make a presence felt online. Is your relationship life unhappy? Your work life unsatisfactory? Or is it a trauma from your childhood? Don't act like you're sick and go crazy in the group. We're all normal people, and there's no need to watch your psychopathic performance."
"Hey, isn't that Yan Lan, a famous figure in our district? What's wrong? Are you being too sanctimonious and saddened by the sight of the dead? Their deaths weren't a big deal in the first place. It's a blessing for them to bring me some entertainment after they've died."
Yan Lan: "The fundamental difference between humans and animals is that humans have humanity. Even animals feel sad when they see their companions die. But you are worse than an animal."
With support, the frightened female player also stood up: "You're right, you beast, worse than pigs and dogs!"
Other players also echoed: "Exactly, inhumane guy."
Seeing that Yan Lan was very sharp-tongued and had so many players supporting her, Sandman couldn't argue with her and simply started swearing.
"Fuck you Yan Lan!"
"You slut, if I meet you, you..."
[Ding, the player used the mute card, and Sandman has been banned from group chat. ]
[Ding, the player used the mute card, and Sandman has been banned from group chat. ]
Looking at the message floating on the group interface, Yan Lan was confused.
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