Chapter 213: Living in the same room with a stove for heating
The two of them acted quite quickly.
When the crackling frost penetrated the walls and spread into the building, they were already huddled on the sofa wrapped in quilts. They finally felt relieved when they saw with their own eyes that the frozen white frost stopped at the entrance and did not continue to invade the house.
Fortunately, fortunately, we have withstood this wave, and the following ones will probably not be a problem.
Just when I was feeling happy, the heating and air conditioning suddenly stopped. I don't know if the pipes were frozen or the supply was completely cut off.
To be honest, since the tsunami and heavy rain, it was beyond Rongzhen's expectation that they could hold on until now.
According to Zhu Yan, this was probably due to the effort put into the construction of the building, otherwise he would not have chosen this place.
Although the electricity and gas are now out, it has helped them successfully survive the first wave of severe cold wave.
Zhu Yan had finally found time to chat. Suddenly, he clapped his hands and said, "Why didn't we hide in the courtyard just now?"
Rongzhen was stunned and had actually forgotten about this golden finger.
They could have hidden in there just now, but...
"Can you still hide in there forever? Otherwise, you have to let your body adapt to the changes in the environment outside."
Besides, she had no intention of staying with him forever, and would part ways with him sooner or later, so subconsciously she did not regard the courtyard as a golden finger on which she could rely for survival.
I went upstairs to pick up some bargains last night. She said she only took a small portion, but in fact, she put very little into the courtyard. She smuggled quite a lot into the gray space.
Those things were enough to sustain her on her own for a long time.
She will leave when the extreme cold passes.
Rongzhen was thinking about how to leave so that Zhu Yan would not come to her again.
He has already obtained the golden finger, but he has not yet fully obtained the function of entering the courtyard with his body.
Rong Zhen thought that since the courtyard was suspected to have spirits, could she give Zhu Yan the right of entry when she left?
This way you can completely cut off ties with him without having to worry about him pestering you.
She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't notice the person she was thinking about had quietly squeezed in next to her, wrapped in a blanket, and asked her, blowing on his hands: "Are you cold? Do you want to light a few more stoves?"
Rong Zhen came back to her senses and looked at the frozen door and the tightly sealed windows. She shook her head and said, "The house is sealed now. Lighting too many stoves will easily cause poisoning and consume too much oxygen. Let's leave it this way for now."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan took out two handheld oxygen cylinders from the courtyard and gave one to Rong Zhen, asking her to take a breath from the cylinder whenever she felt suffocated.
Rongzhen sighed that he had prepared so much that she really wanted to steal half of his supplies when she left.
But after thinking about it, I decided to give up because I didn’t want to make him angry.
Basking in the stove and breathing oxygen, Rongzhen didn't know when she fell asleep. She only felt sore and numb all over when she woke up.
Sleeping on the sofa is indeed not as comfortable as lying in bed.
"Awake?" Zhu Yan, wearing a down jacket, handed her a bowl of hot noodles.
There was a kettle on the stove next to it, boiling water. There were other stoves around it, each doing its own job. Some had pots on them, some were covered with iron plates, and some had tongs and Tang swords inserted in them.
While roasting a fire, you can also do some other things conveniently.
Rong Zhen was drinking noodle soup, and his attention was inevitably drawn to the last stove. He saw Zhu Yan walk over, pull out the red-hot Tang sword, and insert it into the gap in the door that was frozen by ice.
Well……
In fact, she remembered that there were flamethrowers in the courtyard's inventory.
Zhu Yan argued confidently: "This is convenient and saves fuel and electricity."
It's not that I feel it's easy and fun.
Well, let him play however he wants.
Rongzhen buried her head and started slurping the noodles. Later in the bowl, she found a piece of barbecued pork and a fried egg. They looked greasy and golden, and seemed very delicious.
This was probably a little surprise someone prepared for her, and she didn't even come to take credit for it.
In fact, Zhu Yan was multitasking. He was cutting the ice with the red-hot blade while paying attention to her reaction out of the corner of his eye.
Seeing Rongzhen eat up the little surprise at the bottom of the bowl naturally, the big boy with his back to her couldn't help but smile happily. He increased the strength of his hands and cut the ice chips blocking the gap in the door, making a crackling sound, full of energy.
After working for a while, Zhu Yan stopped to wipe his sweat and asked Rong Zhen if she thought the noise was too noisy.
Rongzhen shook her head.
In a confined space, it is better to have some movement. If it is too quiet, it can easily drive people crazy.
Zhu Yan was relieved now and began to carry out the de-icing work in a big way.
After eating, Rongzhen washed the dishes and found that most of the things in the kitchen were frozen solid, not to mention the water pipes, there was no water at all.
Zhu Yan brought her the pot of water that was boiling on the stove, mixed it with some crushed ice, and melted it into a basin of warm water for her to drink.
Rong Zhen put on an extra winter coat and quickly finished washing the dishes and pots, then returned to the living room and asked Zhu Yan if he needed help.
Zhu Yan waved his hand, indicating that he could handle it alone.
Rongzhen took out his cell phone and checked it. There was still no signal and he couldn't receive any news from the outside world.
Since the natural disaster began, their building has become like an isolated island.
"I wonder what's going on outside?"
After eating and drinking, Rongzhen chatted with Zhu Yan out of boredom and also tried to find out some news from outside.
Zhu Yan, crouching behind the door, fiddling with something, answered her question without even looking up. "What's the big deal? It's probably similar to the situation here. Look at the severity of the natural disaster. It's probably nationwide, or even worldwide. It's the same everywhere."
That's true.
However, Rong Zhen knew about it through plot information and the original owner's memory. What about Zhu Yan?
He and she have been staying here all the time, and it seems that he has never contacted other people privately, and he rarely even touches his cell phone. How did he get such news?
He is not a reincarnated person, nor a person who traveled through a book. Could he be a person with foresight?
Thinking about this speculation, Rongzhen took the opportunity to casually ask him, "Do you think the temperature will drop tomorrow?"
From yesterday to today, we have experienced a small cold wave and a large cold wave in succession. The temperature dropped rapidly from more than 20 degrees Celsius above zero to more than 30 degrees Celsius below zero, which can be described as a cliff-like drop in temperature.
According to the setting of the plot, this is just an appetizer, and even lower temperatures are yet to come.
But most people can't imagine it. They think that after experiencing the low temperature and frost this night, they can just wait for two days for the temperature to rise and everything will be fine.
Little did they know that this was just the beginning.
"I don't know for now. Let me see first." Zhu Yan said, and the Tang sword in his hand was replaced with fire tongs, which poked away the thin ice chips. The ice fog and frost outside immediately spread in through the hole until it could compete with the heat emitted by the stove in the house. Finally, the ice line was firmly blocked at the entrance.
Rongzhen dragged the quilt over and asked curiously, "What did you see?"
Zhu Yan took off his gloves, exposed his fingers, and placed them on the frost-covered floor. He felt it seriously and said, "I'm afraid the temperature will continue to drop tomorrow. We won't be able to go out for a while."
Rongzhen raised an eyebrow at him in surprise.
Can she really draw a conclusion that matches the facts based on simple feelings? Why does it feel like he has other options but just doesn't want to tell her, so he just talks nonsense to her?
Well, no matter how he knew it, the temperature will definitely continue to drop tomorrow and will not stop until it reaches the lowest point.
I wonder how many people will freeze to death after this.
There have been so many similar or even more serious disasters since then, how many of them can be safely survived?
I'm afraid that after several rounds of natural disasters, the total population will drop sharply again and again.
If Rong Zhen hadn't known that all of this was based on the plot of a novel about apocalyptic disasters, she would have believed that the human population was too large and that the Blue Planet was overwhelmed, and that they were deliberately using this opportunity to carry out several waves of cleansing and disinfection.
She was lost in thought, her eyes fixed on the floor, and Zhu Yan mistakenly thought that she was attracted by the ice crystals that had been cleared out.
It's crystal clear, like glass, and it looks pretty good.
"This thing will freeze your hands, so you can't play with it casually." Zhu Yan pointed it out specifically and promptly held her finger when she subconsciously wanted to reach out to touch the ice crystal.
Although she couldn't touch it, because of the close distance, her fingertips could clearly feel the sharp coldness from the ice crystals, as sharp as a knife, piercing people's bones.
Rongzhen's fingers curled up uncontrollably, and the hand holding her tightened its grip. The warmth then passed through the glove, instantly warming her hand.
This guy has a lot of firepower.
Rongzhen was envious and said thank you. She wanted to pull her hand back, but she tried to pull it back, but it didn't move.
“…”
So brother, what do you mean?
Zhu Yan didn't mean anything else, he just wanted to find her a pair of gloves to wear so that she wouldn't get frozen accidentally.
Rongzhen believed his trick for the time being and watched him pick out a pair of women's leather gloves from the shelf in the courtyard and put them on her reluctantly.
"Okay, now we can play." Zhu Yan found a good excuse for his abrupt behavior.
I can't stand her being careless, so I try to find out the mistakes for her.
Rong Zhen had lost interest in Bing Jing and focused on observing him. He turned his back and continued to clean the door, looking very focused and serious about his work.
This made Rongzhen think that she had misunderstood and was overthinking.
Okay, let’s just call it a misunderstanding.
Seeing that she didn't get to the bottom of the matter, Zhu Yan felt relieved but also a little disappointed.
Before he could savor and analyze this unfamiliar emotion, the door suddenly slammed, as if someone had hit it and then rolled down.
Zhu Yan immediately put his ear close to the door, almost touching it to listen to the noise outside.
Rong Zhen didn't bother to argue with Zhu Yan about trivial matters, and followed him closely to listen.
Dongdong, two more sounds, but this time it was the sound of someone hitting the wall.
Then came the sounds of groans of pain, pleas for mercy, and screams, which vaguely came into the ears of the two through the door.
"There's a fight in the corridor outside the door!" Zhu Yan mouthed.
Rong Zhen was dumbfounded and asked in a very low voice, "Are they crazy?"
Even at this time, they are still thinking about fighting. Life is endless and internal strife will never stop.
Zhu Yan said that it was precisely because everyone saw that the situation was not right that they had to fight each other for resources, venues, manpower, and everything that could keep them alive.
The main reason why the two of them were able to stay out of the matter and not worry was that he had made preparations in advance and she had provided the golden finger in time, otherwise they would probably have fought more fiercely than those people outside.
After confirming what was going on outside, Zhu Yan sped up the process of cleaning the door. He no longer had to fiddle with the knife slowly. Instead, he used the flamethrower to burn the ice at the gap in the door.
The door is made of iron to prevent fire, and ice melts into water when it meets fire.
With a dripping sound, a small puddle quickly formed on the floor and the door was successfully opened.
The situation outside came into view of the two.
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