Living alone in the wilderness: you call this survival?

Chapter 69 The Snowstorm Is Coming
When we got back to camp, it was already dark.

Xu Mo threw the snake balls into the snowdrift, planning to deal with them tomorrow.

Because the temperature of the snake ball has dropped a lot of activity, if it is frozen again, it will basically lose its ability to move, so there is no need to worry about them escaping.

The big bad wolf was very tired, physically and mentally even more tired. It returned to its den with a look of hopelessness, without any movement.

Xu Mo rubbed his hands together and started preparing dinner.

The rest of the internal miscellaneous is enough for a meal, and it is still a one-pot stew.

Eat it by yourself, and feed the rest to the wolf.

The big bad wolf raised its eyelids, wanting to lick the goo.

Xu Mo patiently waited for it to finish eating before packing up the pots and bowls and going to the lake to clean them.

After returning, the night was already dark.

Xu Mo closed the door and lay down on the soft bed.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn the next day.

The snow still hadn't fallen, but the weather was terribly gloomy, with thick, thick clouds that seemed to be pressing down on the ground.

After Xu Mo got up, he washed and prepared breakfast as usual. Five catties of smoked wolf meat, two catties of venison, boiled in simple salt.

He really wasn't in the mood to be refined in this kind of horrible weather, so he dealt with it hastily. After breakfast, he took the snake ball and went to the lake to deal with it.

The sled was not used this time because he had to be ready before the snowstorm came.

After disposing of the snake ball, he buried the snake meat in the snowdrift at the door.

After that, he moved two large pieces of wolf meat, a large piece of venison and more than 20 sausages back to his cabin.

After hanging them on the beams of the house, he went to move firewood on the rocks and stack them in the corner of the wooden house.

The small room suddenly seemed a lot more crowded, and filled with a strange smell.

After finishing all this, it was almost noon, and the snow still hadn't fallen.

The big bad wolf regained some energy and kept howling uncomfortably.

Lunch was still a simple boiled with salt. After eating, Xu Mo took a wooden stick to clean the smoke exhaust pipe and strengthened the roof.

While he was busy, a crystal snowflake fell on the back of his bare hand.

Snowing?
Xu Mo raised his head to look at the sky, and his expression turned ugly for a moment.

The thick and dense cloud layer that has been suppressed for a long time is constantly rolling and deforming, and it is getting lower and lower under the tearing of the high wind.

Before the snowflakes fell, they were swept back into the clouds by the cold wind, making the sky darken quickly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The high wind above blew the horn, getting faster and stronger.

There are signs that a snowstorm is coming...

Xu Mo quickly climbed down the roof, took a large piece of venison and a dozen pieces of sausage from the warehouse, and threw them into the wolf house.

The big bad wolf stopped howling, and curled up in the wolf house quietly waiting for the snowstorm to come.

"Auspicious wolves have their own celestial phenomena, Amen."

Xu Mo silently prayed for it, then turned and returned to his wooden house.

"Snapped!"

Close the door, lock it, all in one go.

Xu Mo took off his wolf fur coat and lay down on the soft bed in a large shape.

There is nothing else to do now, just one word: house!

The food and firewood in the house is enough to last for ten and a half days, and the warehouse is very close, so you can pick it up when you run out.

The food left for the big bad wolf is enough for half a month. As long as the wolf's house does not collapse, there should be no big problem.

Maybe……

"Woooooooo..."

The cold wind outside was howling, and the heavy door shook unstoppably.

What the hell!

Is the wind so strong?
Xu Mo quickly got up and lay down on the crack of the door to peep.

In the end, I didn't see anything, but my eyes hurt from the ice.

He went back to bed and lay flat again, and fell asleep in a daze while lying down.

I don't know how long it has been since he arrived, but he woke up from the cold.

Even if the quilt was wrapped tightly, it still couldn't stop the pervasive cold air.

The room was pitch black, and it was almost night.

The strong wind was howling outside, and the door was still shaking.

"It's so cold."

Xu Mo shuddered and got out of bed wrapped in the quilt.

The fire in the fireplace had been extinguished long ago, so he stuffed some dry wood and lit it again.

The flames jumped up, not only bringing light, but also dispelling a lot of cold air.

By the light of the fire, he saw that the walls and doors of the cabin were covered with ice crystals.

This phenomenon occurs when snow water seeps in and freezes in a short period of time.

From this point of view, this snowstorm is really not simple.

Xu Mo wrapped the quilt tightly, and set the pot on the fire.

He reserved more than half of the pot of water in the pot, and boiled some tea to warm up his body.

He collected a lot of tender pine needles, took some out and put it in a wooden cup, and then poured some sugar into the cup.

After the water boiled, brew a cup.

The fragrance of pine needles and the sweetness of white sugar can not only improve the taste, but also supplement the sugar.

Xu Mo took a sip while it was hot, feeling lazy and comfortable.

The less the fire, the more prosperous it is, making the house as warm as early spring.

From the current point of view, this snowstorm can't have a major impact on him.

But other contestants are different, and some contestants are even on the verge of life and death.

For the first time, the subject of the topic in the live broadcast room on the [-]th left Xu Mo, almost all paying attention to the conditions of other contestants.

Coleslaw: Brothers, something big happened, and Number Eight's shelter collapsed.

Mo Ling: Fuck, it’s true or not, what about people?
Free big fish: Really, I just came from the live broadcast room on the [-]th, and the screen in the live broadcast room has stopped moving.

Take it easy: In this kind of extreme weather, the collapse of the shelter can basically be a death sentence.

Drifting in the middle of the night: The rescuers of the program group have already gone, and I don't know if they can arrive in time.

Feng Yu Qingshuang: To get to a ghost, the visibility outside is less than one meter, so timely rescue is a joke.

Brother Xiaoguan A: This time the number eight is really dead. Without the shelter, it will soon lose its temperature. Once it loses its temperature, even the gods will not be able to save it.

Brother Xiaoguan B: It’s basically gone, and the screen in his live broadcast room hasn’t moved for more than ten minutes.

Brother Xiaoguan C: A moment of silence.

Brother Xiaoguan F: The other anchors are not much better, and I was terrified watching it.

Deadwood VT: In this situation, if the shelter collapses, you will die, and if the fire goes out, you will die. It is too cruel.

……

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night. In the tense mood of countless people, the first dawn of snowstorm comes.

The cold wind is still howling, and the snow is flying and whitening everything that can be seen.

At 7:10 in the morning, the rescue team finally arrived at the No. [-] shelter after experiencing many difficulties.

Most of the fragile wooden frames and moss-branched shelters collapsed, and only a few dead trees were left exposed after being buried by the blizzard.

Rescue workers cleared the snow and dug up a frozen and stiff corpse. The corpse held tightly to a piece of roasted and charred squirrel meat, and refused to let go until death.

The rescue team observed a collective silence of 3 minutes and officially announced that the No. [-] contestant, Bianca Navarro, had died accidentally due to extreme weather.

This bad news caused a sensation on the Internet, and made countless viewers realize once again how cruel it is to live alone in the wilderness.

The audience in the No. [-] live broadcast room collectively mourned for the No. [-] contestant in line with the mentality that the dead are the greatest.

Thus, the biggest oolong in the history of living alone in the wilderness appeared...

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