What's wrong with being a little arrogant in the apocalypse just to support my wife?

Chapter 363 Another Extreme Cold

However, soon everyone, whether from Nanling, the Zerg, or other bases, was temporarily unable to leave.

Because the black crystal meteorite suddenly trembled, the temperature of the entire planet instantly dropped to minus 122 degrees Celsius.

Upon seeing the readings from the thermometer, Lu Yize and the others immediately took action, summoning fire, lightning, and light-type ability users, as well as other ability users who could indirectly raise the temperature.

In addition, the base has specialized heating staff like Bona, so although the temperature dropped temporarily, it was not greatly affected.

As for the other superhumans recruited, such as Xiaobai, these high-level superhumans generally do not choose a fixed job like Bona. For them, the more time-efficient way to earn universal currency is to directly hunt prey.

Recently, they also discovered a new way to get rich: the alien races that died and fell from the Sky City had a lot of good stuff in their spatial bags or spatial buttons.

These stronger superhumans have recently been hunting and searching for the corpses of these alien races, then emptying their spatial bags or spatial twisters.

Why not take what's free? We can't let these alien races benefit from it. The items in their spatial bags are all quite good; even the worst ones have a few second- or third-tier crystal cores, enough for them to live on in the base for a while.

As a fifth-tier alien beast, Xiaobai generates enough lightning to keep the entire base warm for a day.

The 57 people who had just arrived at the Nanling base were initially worried that they would freeze to death in such weather, but to their surprise, the temperature inside the base was still kept around 25 degrees Celsius.

Some young people with a fiery temper might even feel hot, and they might even think that the severe cold outside has passed.

But when they secretly moved to the edge of the base and looked out through the glass, they found that the entire glass was buried under thick snow. The question was no longer whether they would get frostbite, but whether they would survive if they went out.

The fifty-seven people who had just arrived at the Nanling base felt incredibly fortunate, thinking they were really lucky to have arrived at the Nanling base before such weather.

Otherwise, even if they were lucky enough to survive the Zerg, they would most likely have died in such extreme weather at their original base.

Everyone was relieved, but Chang Jiamu sighed. His friend knew what he was thinking and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, "Don't worry, Shengzi is lucky, he'll survive."

Chang Jiamu wasn't blindly optimistic; in fact, he was somewhat pessimistic. "You know how Donggu treats ordinary people. They're a little better to people with superpowers, but for ordinary people, they probably see them as a burden, not to mention Shengzi's family..."

The Shengzi they were talking about was another of Chang Jiamu's friends. When he was about to betray the base, Shengzi did not act with him, but he did not betray him either.

Shengzi stayed at the Donggu base for his family. Shengzi's parents were good people, but unfortunately, there were a few oddballs among his extended family.

In this extreme weather, it's really hard to say whether ordinary people like them can survive. Even if they do, it's probably going to be tough.

Another friend sighed softly, partly because he felt lucky, and partly because he was worried about his friend's situation.

However, now is not the time to think about these things. Due to the extreme cold, the hunting team is unable to go out to hunt exotic beasts and sea creatures. At first, they were worried that the daily supplies allocated to them might be reduced, but they found that the amount was still the same as usual.

Among the fifty-seven new recruits were elderly people and others who hadn't yet come to collect their supplies. After learning about this, Chen Mingzhang roughly guessed what they were thinking and even made a special trip to pick them up.

The old man didn't think too much about it; he just felt that it wasn't easy for the base to support so many people, and the daily allocation of supplies was also an astonishing amount.

He knew that he was a burden at his age, so he thought about getting rid of himself quietly.

At the same time, she cautiously spoke to Chen Mingzhang, "Captain Chen, I know you are all good people, but we still need to control the amount of food we have in this post-apocalyptic world. Otherwise, if we run out of food later, the base will easily fall into chaos."

He had witnessed firsthand how terrible people could be during famines. Not to mention the famines, even back in Donggu, some people would sell their children and abandon their families just for a bite to eat.

The base is harmonious now, but this is based on everyone having enough to eat and wear. If things really get to the point of water and food shortages, he doesn't think that force can suppress the situation for long.

Chen Mingzhang was both amused and exasperated by the old man's words. Others might not know about their base's current grain reserves, but how could he not?

Not to mention the food that Lu Yize had stockpiled in the warehouse that was enough to feed their base for ten years, the food that the high-level ability users and high-level alien beasts and sea monsters who went out to hunt during the missions recently was enough to feed them for several years.

Since the base was established, the food in these warehouses has not only not decreased, but has actually been increasing.

If it weren't for Lu Yize's spatial ability to prevent the food from spoiling, Chen Mingzhang might have had some reservations. But now, it doesn't matter; they've stockpiled as much food as they can.

"Don't worry, the meat in the base is also specially frozen and preserved by ice-type ability users, so it won't spoil. The food in the base is enough for us to eat for several years. The amount of food you eat in your hometown for a year is not as much as those ability users eat in a few days. There's no need to worry."

"Enough to eat for several years!" The old man sat up in surprise, his eyes wide.

In fact, if he wasn't afraid of exposing their true intentions, Chen Mingzhang would have wanted to tell the truth. It wasn't just a few years; at this rate of consumption, it could easily last for more than a decade, and that was just the meat they had stockpiled.

Although the weather is abnormal now, they can still grow grains and vegetables, which can provide enough food and yield a good harvest, enough to feed the people at the base.

People like this old man can survive even by picking up leftover vegetables and crops in the fields at the base.

There was a child at their base who had no parents and was twelve years old. He received no subsidies and was at an age where he was growing and easily went hungry.

So in addition to doing daily tasks to collect daily food, he also went to the fields every day to pick up the leftover sweet potatoes and potatoes after the harvest was over, which was enough to make him have a full meal.

The people in the farming group felt sorry for him and secretly saved one or two larger, more intact pieces of food for the child.

It turned out that the child was honest and kind, and he always returned the good crops to them.

Even so, the leftover small potatoes and sweet potatoes, along with his daily food allowance, were enough for him to support himself.