The coldness of snow has never been so cursed.

Matthew, who relied on his hands and ass to move all the way, walked through the road with difficulty, and cursed all the way at the same time.

The fact of being 'abandoned on the snowfield' didn't make Matthew much angry, and he already knew what he would be treated from the moment Mo Xie was left behind.

All established facts are not allowed to be tampered with by people like him, and he can only accept them silently.

He just hates.

He hated himself for being a cripple.

He hated the people who had crippled him in the first place.

He hated the snowy field beneath him that had caused him all the suffering.

The cold on the snow was bitterly cold, and his hatred also soaked into his bone marrow along with the cold.

While 'hatred' was rooted in Matthew's body, another force that was equal to, or even exceeded, of this hatred also grew.

It was a warm current called 'love'.

Hatred gave him the strength to crawl and keep him from being frozen by the cold, and his love for his brother gave him the right direction.

"Whether you live or die, I will find you, for there is probably no place in this world for me. ”

Obsession, born from this.

It's just that when he crawled all the way and finally saw some hope, Matthew finally found the person he wanted to find.

"White people?"

It took me an unknown amount of time to climb to the edge of the car, and then it took a little less time to climb to the side of the car than it had before to climb to the figure lying on the snow.

Fifty meters away, Matthew could see the man's complexion.

It was a muscular white man, and his chest had lost its heaving as he lay in the snow.

"Food. ”

Mentally defined the white man, for the people on the snowy field, dead bodies and food are a pair of synonyms.

It's a long road, and I don't know when the search will come to an end, so it's great to find some food to support myself a little longer.

Supporting Matthew in climbing the last fifty meters was the temptation of food.

However, when he climbed to a distance of only five meters from the 'dead body', he stopped.

"This is not a person on a snowy field. ”

Although he had already had this guess from the time he saw the car with only a skeleton left on the road, Matthew couldn't help but let out a low cry after seeing the appearance of the person lying on the ground with his own eyes.

Lying on the snow, naked and naked, Logan's face was pale, and he didn't have a trace of anger.

It had been a long time since he had seen anyone outside the snowfield, and in the context of the end times, he even thought that there were no living people outside the snowfield.

It's just that now it seems that people who 'live outside the snow' not only exist, but even live a nourishing life.

With a sturdy figure, the belt around his waist glistening in the light of the snow, it seemed to Matthew that the 'corpse' lying on the ground must have lived an extremely delicate life - at least much more than that of the bitter people on the snowfield.

"Has the outside world returned to normal? The end of the world is over?"

The corpse of an outsider and a broken car suddenly made Matthew think about it.

"Forget it, let's eat first......"

Matthew's brain isn't very smart, and a prolonged state of hunger can damage a person's brain, so he decides to eat something first and then make plans.

Leaning down, Matthew put his head to Logan's left hand side, then opened his mouth to bite at his big arm.

"Oops!"

Lying on the snow for a long time, Logan's body was already frozen, and Matthew almost broke a few of his teeth instead of biting out anything.

Covering his mouth, Matthew fell to the ground in pain.

"Rub, impulsive......" Matthew took a moment to recover, "I forgot to thaw first......"

Rising from the ground, he fumbled in his arms with his hands that were red from the snow, and in a few moments Matthew had an extra bottle of gasoline and a magnifying glass in his hand—these things were ready before he left the team, otherwise he would never have walked so happily.

"It's a pity I didn't bring a knife......"

Matthew sighed, then poured some of the gasoline from the bottle on Logan's arms that were wrapped around his chest, but naturally, the oil dripped onto Logan's chest.

In the way he had seen white people dispose of corpses, he knew that it was best to start eating a corpse with the arm, because the meat here thawed the fastest.

"Bear~!"

Focusing on the sunlight with a magnifying glass, gasoline is already flammable, and the fire ignites in a moment.

The flames illuminated the faces of the dead and the living, and both were so pale that there was not a trace of blood, and it was impossible to say who was worse than the other. The only difference is that the living are constantly swallowing their saliva.

A black cloud of smoke rose from the snowfield, abruptly like a crack extending into the sky.

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"Oh, I said, this rhythm is not right......"

Mo Xie had already stopped flying, one was tired of flying, and the other was that he found that he seemed to be flying in the wrong direction.

He was on the top of a snowy mountain when he took off, and by the time he landed, he had already set foot on the bank of a small stream.

It's no longer a snowy field, it's hot enough for the snow to melt.

The grass on the shore is sandwiched, and from time to time there are one or two flowers mixed in it, which is very harmonious.

It's just that Mo Ye has a bitter face.

Because he found that this time he was not as simple as going astray......

After several hours of flying, he had flown out of the snow-covered land and arrived at the place that Zhang Xiaohu had always dreamed of.

The sun was already setting in the west, and Mo Xie knew that he might not be able to make any achievements today, after all, he could get lost during the day, and he didn't need to mention it at night.

"I should be on the south side of the snowfield right now......"

Looking up at the position of the sun, Mo Ye secretly thought to himself.

"Then go around to the west side of the snowfield and then drive straight in!"

Mo Xie pondered, but even he felt that this was a huge project.

It's just that he can't do anything else.

Mo Xie covered his forehead, he felt a headache.

The deadline given in the "Holy Scripture" is three days, and this first day is considered to be over, so maybe they can find Zhang Xiaohu and his party within the second day, and I don't know what emergencies they will encounter when they are not by their side.

What if any of the unlucky ones triggered the sentry robot again......

The scene is so beautiful that I dare not think about it......

"Whew~!"

With water in hand, Mo Ye washed his face a few times, and now is not the time to be discouraged.

He had to gamble.

Bet that the luck of those people is not so bad, and bet that you can find them before the mess happens.

It's just that......

Just when Mo Xie was washing his face and thinking about the 'best route', a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Brady, long time no see. ”

The voice was very old, and such a sudden sound almost scared Mo Ye into jumping into the stream.

"Professor X......?!"

Mo Xie only reacted instantly, although he didn't have time to think about why Professor X connected to himself and called himself 'Brady', but he still responded immediately.

"Stay where you are, I'll pick you up. ”

When he came, he was abrupt, and when he left, it was just as abrupt, and Professor X's spiritual power transmission made Mo Ye feel strange.

Because according to the previous routine, this product shouldn't have spoken so briefly, and it was proposed to 'pick you up' at the first time......

"Hey, I'm busy!

Regardless of whether Professor X could hear it or not, Mo Xie roared.

"Five minutes. ”

Professor X's voice rang out again.

Five minutes later......

"Buzz~!"

An intricately shaped plane landed in the form of a Harrier fighter, and the air current stirred up by the plane lifted a large expanse of grass on the ground.

Mo Ye drove the shield to block the airflow, and he recognized the plane because it was exactly like the one in the movie.

This is the X-Men's car.

"Cool. ”

There are only two words for Mo Ye's evaluation of this aircraft.

"Wow~!"

The hatch opened, and a large bald head familiar to Mo Xie was the first to be revealed.

Professor X floated all the way down in his hovering wheelchair, wearing a black suit.

"Brady?"

He looked around but didn't see what he was looking for, and finally turned his head with some hesitation.

"Professor. ”

Behind him, where the tail of the plane was pointing, stood a young man.

Black hair and black eyes, a strange look.