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Chapter 352 Facing the ultra-low temperature, the shelter
The group of survivors I met when I was underground before.

That shelter is pretty good.

Rest there for a while, and then go to the base of the Seven Star Organization.

If I remember correctly, there are quite a lot of supplies there.

At least you can grow vegetables.

I don't know if the chickens and ducks in the space prop RV can still live.

And vegetables.

She could still go ahead and try to dig some groundwater.

Speaking of which, Nan Xing suddenly thought of something.

She has never figured out the effect of that mysterious herb.

Still raising.

Nan Xing felt that its specific function might not be known until the base of the Seven Star Organization.

Even if you use people to test the medicine, you won't be able to find anything in a while.

And there are only a few players and survivors left, so it's hard to catch.

Changsheng was injured, so Ping An drove the car.

It was now approaching evening, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and people were shivering with cold.

There is a feeling of being frozen to death at any time.

Driving now is not an easy task.

If they couldn't make it to the underground shelter before dark, they would have to spend the night in the wilderness.

The wilderness is really too cold.

Seventy or eighty degrees below zero.

Before, they dared to stop at any place to rest because they had props.

Now, if they dare to spend the night in the wilderness, will they be frozen to death?

This is not alarmist talk, and it is not that there are no players who were frozen to death.

Nan Xing had only seen a few undead, so he probably lost his mind.

Frozen to death with a few others while doing Harmony.

Just that naked.

Bad luck.

She doesn't want to be such an unlucky person.

Hurrying quickly, they finally approached the underground shelter when the temperature dropped to seventy or eighty degrees below zero.

The car couldn't start anymore.

was frozen.

The next road can only be walked by themselves.

If it were a game, this place could be regarded as the Circle of Destiny, and it has survived the shrinking of poison again and again.

Nan Xing put a lot of baby warmers on his body, but even so, when he got off the car, the temperature was still extremely low, which made him irritated.

Thick army coats, they even put quilts on their bodies.

But he still couldn't resist the biting cold wind.

It was cold, it was too cold.

Cold to the bone.

The cold wind was blowing on her face, as if it would cut her skin open at any time.

A few [hills] are moving in the wilderness, and it's okay when in the car.

There are so many people, and the warm air from the car air conditioner is not so intuitive.

Now that he finally faced the ultra-low temperature, Nan Xing felt as if he would be frozen to death at any moment.

For the first time, so powerless.

The power of nature is simply unavoidable.

Fortunately, the place where the car stopped was not very far from the shelter.

After it was completely dark, at 42:[-] in the evening, Nan Xing and the others finally arrived at the entrance of the shelter.

For a short distance, they walked for two or three hours.

She almost thought that she was going to freeze to death outside, and as she walked, her eyes went dark.

It was so cold all over, like a popsicle.

Changsheng's situation was even worse, he was showing signs of going into a coma.

Standing at the thick gate of the shelter, how to get in is also a big problem now.

The door of the shelter is a combination lock, this is not the base of the Seven Stars organization, Nanxing has no way of doing it.

Then only...

The vending machine is summoned.

With 60 cans, Nan Xing got the code for the gate of this shelter.

The food in her hands will last about 10 days at most.

This is the 278th day of the game.

There are still 87 days, nearly three months.

Even without the food burden of Ping An Changsheng, the rest can only last for a month, less than two months.

Nanxing's appetite is also growing day by day.

After getting the password, Nan Xing didn't rush to take them in, and didn't even get close.

Who knows how many living people are still inside, and whether these living people have created organs outside.

As for others, if it was Nan Xing, she would definitely let those who want to rob the shelter come and go.

Using tools, Nan Xing made a test, and after confirming that there was no problem, he brought Ping An and Chang Sheng close to the gate of the refuge.

Enter the password to open the door.

The lights inside came on.

The electrical system here is not damaged yet.

is a very good news.

She can continue to grow vegetables, and a drop in the bucket is better than no glass of water, right?

The first floor of the shelter is the defensive floor. It was supposed to be a place for vehicles, but now it is empty.

Looking at the decoration, this place is definitely made by some idle and boring rich man.

The second floor is the living and entertainment area.

The storage and energy area is at the bottom, a full 12 floors.

It has been dug tens of meters underground.

When she reached the second floor, she was not in a hurry to continue exploring. Changsheng's situation was not optimistic.

Not only was the whole body freezing, but the wound also seemed to have undergone some changes.

It was very cold inside the shelter, like an ice cellar.

Fortunately, the power system can still be used. Nanxing directly turned on the air conditioner in a certain room, and plugged in the electric heater to warm up Changsheng.

After resting for about 10 minutes, Changsheng finally took a breath.

The wolf and the dog lay in front of the electric heater and refused to leave for a long time.

so comfy.

Compared with the ultra-low temperature outside.

Although the room temperature is still a bit slow to recover, they don't need to surround themselves with quilts for the time being.

Nan Xing untied the gauze on the wound on Changsheng's stomach, it was not very good.

The wound has stopped bleeding, but his wound...

How to describe it?
This place seems to be alive, something is about to break out.

The shape of the wound, no matter how you look at it, looks like a... mouth.

Nan Xing was terrified, he couldn't keep enough mouth with one mouth, and if he had another mouth, wouldn't Changseng go crazy?
"Gollum—"

A huge belly roar sounded.

Everyone is hungry.

Nan Xing took out more than 20 bottles of canned food from the space, as well as prepared steamed buns, rice, bread, and fruits.

Added together, it weighs dozens of catties.

That's all they can consume.

Nanxing injected Changsheng with a detoxification injection. If it worked, he wouldn't need to worry so much when dealing with mutant cockroaches in the future.

It's freezing cold outside, and all the living creatures are looking for a place to live, worrying about food.

Nan Xing was already in the shelter that still had electricity, drinking hot water and eating delicious food.

So unhappy.

When they bit the steaming steamed buns in their mouths, they felt like they were finally alive.

It's really not easy.

Nan Xing was thinking about the situation of this shelter while eating dinner.

It's so quiet here.

It seems that there is no trace of popularity.

You know, there were fifty survivors here before.

(End of this chapter)