A few days ago, the snow stopped, and mutant animals attacked the base.

The base used ferocious firepower to kill a lot of mutant animals, and some scattered mutant animals also fled in all directions.

Mutant animals are known to be extremely large in size and very tasty in their meat.

Killing so many mutant animals is equivalent to replenishing a large amount of meat to the granary of the base.

With such a big harvest, and the fact that the wind and snow have stopped, everyone thought that the disaster would be over.

Even the managers of the base let the survivors cut the meat and eat it well.

In the entire base, whether it is a dungeon or a dungeon, everyone is cheering, and the smell of meat fills the entire base.

But this joy did not last long.

As the sky darkens, the wind suddenly arrives, and the blizzard strikes.

Compared to this blizzard, it had snowed for a few months before, and it was like playing at home.

Violent snowstorms and snow kept sweeping the base, and the already dilapidated city walls were directly blown down.

Although it was already dark, the base was lit up, and many survivors were still repairing the walls under the leadership of the administrators.

The sudden arrival of the blizzard did not give these people a chance to reflect.

The sudden collapse of the city wall was even more unexpected than everyone expected.

Both those who were on the walls and those who were running quickly to the base under the walls were all crushed by the collapsed ice.

In an instant, the blood stained the ice cubes red, and it was shocking to see.

Those who escaped by luck can't care about anything, and only think about going home.

However, the home is not safe.

80% of the buildings in the entire above-ground base are made of ice bricks.

This kind of igloo is not very large, and it has no foundation.

Swept away by a violent snowstorm, some collapsed directly, and some were blown off the top.

Luckily, there are some left, but the people who live in it are also worried.

Who knows when this blizzard will stop? Will it get worse and worse?

Continuing to live in an igloo is no different from wandering outside the Ghost Gate.

Although the violent snowstorm outside was terrifying, the instinct for survival prevailed over fear, and everyone was packing up their supplies and wanting to move to the dungeon in the shortest possible time.

The collapse of the walls killed some of the survivors, and the winds and blizzards killed some of the survivors, leaving the survivors of the above-ground city greatly reduced, but still two-thirds remained.

These people all rushed to the entrance of the dungeon, trying to enter the dungeon.

In addition, the people who came out of the city to cut meat were also desperately trying to go back, and the entrance to the dungeon was suddenly crowded into a pot of porridge.

In the end, it was the administrator who fired a gun and suppressed it by force, which completely controlled the scene.

The people who originally lived in the dungeon entered the dungeon first, and the survivors of the above-ground city had to pay supplies if they wanted to enter the dungeon.

Because it is a special period, the price is not as high as before, but each person also needs 20 catties of food.

These people came with all their belongings, plus they had just cut the meat of mutated animals, and they could still take out 20 catties of food, and they all entered the dungeon smoothly, but the food in their hands was also reduced by more than half.

In the dungeons, they have no fixed shelter and can only live in public places or on stairs.

It is said that the dungeon is warmer than the above-ground city, but that is only relative.

In the larger space, there is no heating, there is no fire, and it is still as cold as an ice cellar.

Even if everyone snuggled up to each other, it didn't make the body warm much.

They fled for their lives, and it was impossible to bring too many things, pots and pans and fuel for cooking.

When you are hungry, you can either nibble on dry food and meat raw, or you will go hungry.

Just when all the survivors were worried about eating, someone stepped forward.

It was the people who lived in the dungeon and said that they could cook food for them, but they would be paid a certain amount.

Although everyone despises this kind of behavior of taking advantage of the fire to rob, but on such a cold day, staying in such a cold place, and not eating a little hot food, the body will definitely not be able to bear it.

In order to continue to live, everyone can only grit their teeth and agree.

After three days in a row, the food in my hand has bottomed out because of the high remuneration, and I don't even know where the next meal is.

The survivors of the city begged the stewards to give them food, promising to work hard when the weather outside improved, and to provide the same or double as much food.

But their plea was denied.

The manager, who was very talkative before, was now in a high posture and his eyes were full of mockery.

"How many days can someone like you, who doesn't even know where the next meal is, live? To live is to be wasted, to be sinned to live.

If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to live. Speaking of which, your cheeks are thick enough, you don't have real skills, but your ability to draw flatbread is a must.

It's up to you, can you beat mutant animals, or can you research and farm? Also double back, I phew! ”

As the administrator said one sentence at a time, the survivors' eyes, which were originally full of pleading, turned fierce and angry.

The manager saw all this in his eyes, but he didn't take it to heart, and his tone was still arrogant, "You are not convinced? What's not convinced? If I'm really not convinced, go out! Outside the gate of the base, there are still several corpses of mutant animals!

If you can get those corpses back, you can eat them however you want! It's not a problem to feed you people for a few months. ”

He said it lightly, but it made all the survivors even angrier.

Now there is a violent storm outside, and the wind is like a demon wind, which can directly blow people into the sky.

As long as you dare to go out, there is no difference from death.

I want to go so far away from the entrance of the base on my legs, and I am dreaming.

By saying this, this man is forcing them to die.

The clay figurines are still three points earthy, not to mention the survivors who have survived to the present, none of them are good at stubble.

If you don't have any ability, you can't survive until now.

In the crowd, someone raised their arms and shouted, "These managers don't treat us as human beings, they used to exploit us, and now they want us to die, in this case, why should we listen to them?" Big guys together! Fuck it! The food and the warm room will be ours at that time! ”

When the others heard this, they all walked forward with them.

When the unbeatable administrator saw this scene, he immediately panicked, raised the gun in his hand, and fired a shot at the top of his head.

"I see which of you dares to make trouble! A shot crashed, believe it or not! ”

(End of chapter)