Trembling and lighting the fire, Fang Chen's eyebrows were covered with thin ice, and he stretched out his hand to bake on the fire for a while before relieving himself.

And Sun Shi and a few of them directly took off their clothes, stood on the spot and punched, and when Fang Chen raised the fire, a few of them directly lay down and shrank into a ball around the fire.

Because the temperature dropped too violently, Jin Fan didn't dare to stop at all, took the flint in Fang Chen's hand, and gave birth to three more piles, while Fang Chen kept patting the clothes of the people around him who were lit by the fire while roasting the fire.

At the same time shouting, keep them away from the fire.

But Sun Shi was at most forced to tremble and not move, and none of them dared to retreat.

This cold air is even more domineering than the fire tide, almost like a ring, as soon as the fire tide recedes, it will come back.

The speed was so fast that the ground hadn't even faded from the residual heat of the fire.

It's just that this residual temperature is also gradually disappearing in the cold air that keeps drifting over the river.

The ground was cold, and Sun Shi tried to shrink himself into a ball, but he still felt the cold air coming up from behind him

He unconsciously shrank back again.

Until the familiar burning pain came from his knee, followed by Fang Chen, he reached out and dragged him back.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that his pants were on, and he stiffened his hands to shoot them.

But he was reluctant to shoot it, it was so warm.

Until Jin Fan slapped him on the back of the head and scolded, "You fool, don't die!" ”

He panicked to shoot the fire that had burned to his thighs.

Three fires were burned, and he felt the cold on his body slowly being baked out.

Rubbed himself on the ground and sat up, bowed his head to his knees, covered his face with his hands on his face and was silent for a while, before he punched the ground fiercely, did he really leave them a way to live?

The others were infected by Sun Shi's emotions, and the cold sound in their mouths lowered unconsciously.

Even Fang Chen couldn't help but raise his head, looking at the cold and lonely moon in the sky and thinking, can they really survive?

But as soon as the idea was born, he was patted on the shoulder by Jin Fan.

Jin Fan didn't say anything about chicken soup, only said, "Natural selection, survival of the fittest." ”

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then a trace of fire came out of the ashes in his heart, yes, natural selection, survival of the fittest, it was the short and prosperous world in front of him that blindfolded him, the vast five thousand years is only relative to a hundred years of life, and for the long pace of this planet, it doesn't even have a touch of contemplation for a longer time.

And whether it is now or in the past, survival is the ultimate goal that we continue to struggle for.

We are constantly adjusting ourselves to adapt to and even "conquering" the environment, and the environment is constantly adjusting itself, and it is only in this short journey that it seems that humanity has fallen behind.

But it's just a short journey, and although survival is much more difficult than before, it's not always to the point of ten deaths, isn't it?

Natural selection, survival of the fittest, so is he the weaker who is eliminated by the change of environment?

No, he doesn't admit it.

The fire in my heart was like a raging fire tide in the daytime, sweeping through my chest in the blink of an eye. Fang Chen, who was burning, couldn't help but straighten up.

And those who can persist until now, few are fragile in nature, and the short-term depression is like a stumbling vine under your feet on the journey of life.

But it won't make you unable to get up, and it will even make you walk with your head held higher and your steps more tenacious and powerful.