Chapter 82 The Temperature Drops; Extreme Cold and Heavy Snow Arrive

Chapter 82 The Temperature Drops; Extreme Cold and Heavy Snow Arrive

After setting up the water supply in the shelter, Meng Ci was in a good mood for the next few days.

As a result, he called Shen Que over every day to cook different dishes and casually tease him, enjoying his days to the fullest.

With nearly ten days of acid rain, many buildings collapsed.

Fortunately, the building where Meng Ci and the others lived remained intact, thanks to Fang Shurui's reinforcement, without even a crack appearing.

On the night before the heavy snow arrived, Meng Ci began giving instructions.

"Shen Que, I see that the temperature is dropping today. Remember to use more blankets tonight."

"Teacher Yun, the temperature has dropped significantly these past two days. Make sure you wear more clothes when sleeping."

After everyone agreed, Meng Ci felt relieved and put down the walkie-talkie.

He turned on the electric blanket, placed two ten-pound quilts on the bed, and then got into bed.

Then he set an alarm for two o'clock in the morning, the time when the temperature would start to plummet sharply, so he could check on everyone.

Perhaps because everything was prepared, Meng Ci wasn't very scared. After putting down his phone, he fell asleep quickly.

"Ring! Ring!"

"Ring! Ring!"

Meng Ci was woken up by the alarm. After turning it off, he stretched out one hand to feel the temperature outside, quickly pulling it back due to the biting cold.

Meng Ci huddled under the blankets and picked up the walkie-talkie to call Shen Que.

"Shen Que, Shen Que!"

"Shen Que!"

After three minutes of calling, there was still no response from Shen Que.

Could this guy have frozen to death?

Meng Ci was about to leave the warmth of his bed to find Shen Que.

Fortunately, he finally heard Shen Que's voice through the walkie-talkie.

"Uh-huh!"

Although it was just a faint "uh-huh," it reassured Meng Ci.

Feeling relieved, Meng Ci huddled deeper into the blankets.

In the darkness, Meng Ci started nagging.

"Shen Que, do you have enough blankets?"

"Wake up properly, wear more clothes, and use more blankets!"

"Shen Que, Shen Que..."

Without hearing any further response from Shen Que, Meng Ci kept calling his name.

"I'm awake!" This time, Shen Que spoke with more strength.

"Oh!" Meng Ci responded, slightly embarrassed.

"Quickly go and cover yourself with more blankets and wear more clothes."

"I'll try to wake up Teacher Yun and the others."

"Okay." Shen Que acknowledged.

Meng Ci turned the dial on the walkie-talkie and started calling Yun Jingcen.

"Teacher Yun, Teacher Yun!"

"Teacher Yun, wake up!"

"Teacher Yun, the temperature has dropped; don't sleep anymore!"

The walkie-talkie was left with Yun Jingcen because she said she was a light sleeper and could respond quickly if needed.

"Meng classmate!"

Hearing Yun Jingcen's voice through the walkie-talkie, Meng Ci felt relieved.

"Teacher Yun, are you okay?" Meng Ci asked.

Yun Jingcen replied, "I'm fine."

"Thanks to your reminder last night to use more blankets."

Upon Meng Ci's advice, Yun Jingcen gathered all the blankets in the house and distributed them among the group.

She also instructed them to cover themselves with coats and other warm clothing before sleeping.

"No problem, Teacher Yun."

"Please check on the other teachers. If they freeze to death, it would be terrible."

Yun Jingcen acknowledged the request.

Yun Jingcen shivered as he put on multiple layers of clothing and then knocked on each door.

Mao Xinyu, Ruan Qing, Fang Shurui, Cheng Yu, and Duan Yan.

After ensuring everyone was awake, Yun Jingcen felt relieved.

He replied to Meng Ci, confirming that Shen Que was fine, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Jingcen and the others couldn't sleep anymore, so they gathered together and started assembling a stove they had brought back from their search outside, lighting a fire.

Seeing the fire ignite, Yun Jingcen threw in a few potatoes.

"Today, we really owe it to Meng classmate. If not for him, we might have frozen to death," Mao Xinyu said, rubbing her hands.

The others all agreed.

Ruan Qing, holding a hot water bag, shivered and said, "Is this the end of the world?"

Everyone fell silent; they had already seen the heavy snowfall outside, and could no longer hear the sound of the flood below.

Most likely, the flood had frozen over.

Fang Shurui took an air thermometer and found that the temperature, which was three degrees yesterday, had dropped to minus thirty degrees in just a few hours.

In M City, the lowest temperature had never been lower than minus three degrees.

Duan Yan, holding a glass cup, stared at the hot water inside and said, "If it's here, it's here. We've survived this long, what do we have to fear now."

They didn't know how long the blizzard would last, and Yun Jingcen and the others hadn't stockpiled much firewood or coal.

So they planned to split into two groups, going out every morning and afternoon to gather firewood.

Initially, the five teachers didn't want Ruan Qing to go out, but Ruan Qing felt that if he couldn't do anything in the apocalypse, he wouldn't survive without the teachers.

The teachers realized he had a point.

They had only wanted to contribute a little to protect Meng Ci, the flower of the nation.

But in the apocalypse, if the flower still lived in a greenhouse, there would be no hope for the country.

In the end, they decided Cheng Yu, Duan Yan, and Mao Xinyu would be one group, while Yun Jingcen, Fang Shurui, and Ruan Qing would form the other.

Regardless of whether they could find wood, the most important thing was to stay alive.

Each group should not take more than three hours for their round trip.

And the fire in the house must not go out.

The vegetables they had managed to grow were now frozen solid, with little chance of regrowth.

Fortunately, the two rabbits Meng Ci had given them, with an electric blanket in their nest plugged in all night, seemed fine due to their fur.

Therefore, if they wanted fresh vegetables in the future, they needed to keep the house warm enough to continue growing them.

After making these arrangements, they huddled around the stove, wrapped in blankets, dozing off.

It was already five o'clock, and they would need to wake up soon, and the blankets were freezing.

It was better to make do here.

Meng Ci, after confirming that Shen Que and Yun Jingcen were fine, felt relieved.

"Meng Ci!" Shen Que's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Hmm, what is it?"

Knowing everyone was safe, Meng Ci, tucked in his bed, felt drowsy.

"Nothing!" Shen Que's voice came through.

Meng Ci turned over, loosening his grip on the walkie-talkie, wondering if Shen Que's brain had frozen.

Static.

Not knowing what else Shen Que said on the walkie-talkie, Meng Ci didn't bother to check, only wanting to play chess with Zhou Gong.