Chapter 385: In order to survive in the end times, I recommend myself to be the boss's bedmate
In order to survive in the end times, I recommended myself to become the boss's bedmate (Ten)
Snow and ice.
Lance used his points again and exchanged them for a type of snow-proof tire in the Lord God Mall before returning to the car.
"elder brother?"
Song Ning, who was temporarily placed in the passenger seat, had an obviously trembling voice. He was awakened by the cold air that poured in when Lance opened the car door just now.
"Did it wake you up?"
Lance reached out and hugged the man back into his arms.
Song Ning couldn't wait to get into his arms, wishing he could shrink and stick to Lance, his teeth trembling slightly.
"It's so cold, bro. What's the temperature outside now?"
In fact, it’s not too cold. The temperature here is only about minus 20 degrees Celsius, which is quite good compared to the places they have been to before, where the temperature was about minus 40 degrees Celsius.
But Lance just made light of it.
"You feel so cold because you fell asleep. It will be fine after a while."
"Well, it seems so."
Song Ning said this, but still nestled in Lance's arms and rubbing his hands.
"Brother, why did you go out just now? Are there zombies?"
"No."
Lance motioned for him to look out the window. Song Ning followed his gaze and saw something that looked like an ice sculpture.
"Is this... a zombie?"
Song Ning looked at it carefully in surprise. Could this ice sculpture be made of a frozen zombie?
"Ah."
Lance nodded. "The snow was too heavy and the zombies weren't moving very fast. But the tires weren't doing very well. I went to add snow chains to them."
"so."
Song Ning didn't wonder where Lance got this thing. After all, Lance often went to search for supplies, and it was normal for Lance to prepare since he knew the temperature was going to drop.
But he noticed that what Lance had just said was, "Brother, you said the zombies weren't moving fast? Wasn't it already frozen to death?"
"Look again carefully."
Lance started the car and slowly slid to the ice sculpture that Song Ning thought it was.
As Song Ning got closer, he immediately realized something was wrong.
This zombie is indeed still alive. Even though its hands and feet are covered with snowflakes of flesh and are completely purple in color, it is still alive.
It even made intermittent roars because of their approach.
Song Ning was a little bit unbelievable, "How can they survive in such cold weather?"
Lance tapped the steering wheel. "Perhaps you got one thing wrong. They were dead from the beginning. How can you say they survived?"
Song Ning was speechless, but couldn't refute what Lance said.
Indeed, from the very beginning, aren’t zombies just dead humans?
This realization and the worsening weather made Song Ning feel unhappy. Lance saw it and thought to himself that it was expected to be like this.
This human was as fragile as he imagined, so he had to find a suitable place as soon as possible to raise this human well.
The car continued to move forward. Song Ning stopped talking and Lance just continued to move forward quietly.
The sky and the earth were covered in white, and the world seemed to have become a lot quieter.
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"Cousin, I have more than thirty of them here."
Green Hair came over excitedly holding a handful of crystal cores to show off.
"Brother Cheng, I have more than fifty here."
"I have sixty of them."
Several people gathered around a white snowmobile, and Jiang Cheng showed his face and nodded.
"They all did a great job. I got more than a hundred in total."
He collected all the crystal cores and said, "Everyone, get in the car. I just found something good, a hot pot restaurant."
"Is this true? Brother Cheng, can we eat hotpot then?"
"Honestly, it would be awesome if we could have some hotpot in this cold weather."
The car started and Jiang Cheng smiled faintly.
"Well, although there are no fresh vegetables, there are still a lot of frozen goods. I'll have to trouble you to cut the meat later, Xiaoyi."
He looked in the rearview mirror at a boy who had lost an eye.
The other person grinned, with suspicious spots on his teeth.
"It's no problem, Brother Cheng. Leave it to me. Anyway, my special ability is great strength, so I'll do the job."
"Then I'll trouble you to make the fire, Xiaojiu."
"Okay, Brother Cheng, then I have to eat more."
Green Hair was in high spirits, as he hadn't had a good meal for a long time.
"I'm not saying anything, Brother Cheng, but I think why don't we just go out and do it on our own?"
Green Hair suggested, "We have to go into that crappy base so many times to check, but each person only gets one bottle of water and two pieces of bread every two days. To be honest, this little food is enough to fill our stomachs. We will almost starve to death."
"That's right, Brother Cheng. Everyone there is full of hungry ghosts. We don't even dare to light a fire to make our own food. I think we need to go out for a walk, otherwise all the good things will go bad if we leave them there."
"Yes, yes, Brother Cheng. And the crystal core too. If we don't come out, where can we kill so many zombies and get so many crystal cores? How can we upgrade our abilities without crystal cores? I don't want to be a useless person with no abilities."
Several people rushed to express their longing for the "outside world". Where was the thought that made them so eager to enter the base?
Jiang Cheng watched this scene coldly and pushed up his glasses to block the calculation in his eyes.
"I've always been a democrat. Since everyone says so, let's go back and pack up. Also, although the weather has cooled down, it has become much easier to kill zombies and get crystal cores. We need to get some more people in."
"Ah? Brother Cheng, if we bring others along, there won't be enough supplies and crystal cores to share."
"Yeah, Brother Cheng, I don't think this is necessary, right?"
Several people glanced at the crystal core jar next to Jiang Cheng, with greed in their eyes.
"We just recruit some people to be our subordinates. If we have to do everything ourselves, wouldn't that reduce efficiency?"
Jiang Cheng was not angry but smiled faintly, his tone full of temptation.
"After all, we have limited manpower. If we really want to collect them one by one, we can only collect dozens or hundreds of crystal cores. It is better to take some supplies and let others work for us. This way, we can have more time to collect more supplies, and our abilities can become stronger, right?"
When everyone heard this, it seemed to be the case.
Suddenly someone was moved.
Green Hair was the first to ask the expected question.
"Brother Cheng, will I have little brothers then? Will I not have to dig out the crystal cores from the zombies' brains myself? Can I just let them dig it out for me?"
Jiang Cheng smiled slightly, "Of course."
Xiaoyi in the back seat also showed a twisted smile, "If that's the case, then it's okay for me to find some women to warm the bed, right, Brother Cheng?"
As he spoke, he restrained his eyes and licked up and down the beautiful woman with a curvy figure sitting on the passenger seat of Jiang Cheng.
Jiang Cheng's eyes were slightly cold, but his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze.
"A few women are nothing. If you have any needs, just let us know. Since the Morning Light Base is so useless, I think we can even set up a new base in the future. By then, everyone will be a veteran with merit."
The car suddenly fell into silence, with only the heavy breathing filled with ambition as the only sound.