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  Su Cen blinked, suspecting that he was delusional. How could Master Fu's precious hands do such a thing.

   "Oh, the living room is still warm!"

  Fu An'an sighed, "The bedroom almost froze like a dog."

  Her voice interrupted Su Cen's thoughts, and quickly threw a few more pieces of wood into the fireplace.

  —

  The temperature keeps dropping, and it is difficult to live in the bedroom anymore.

  The idea now is that all three of them are on the floor.

  Since Fu An'an's hearing has deteriorated, she can only communicate with her by roaring.

  Father Fu, as a noble and glamorous boss, naturally wouldn't do such outrageous things. Brother Daqiang is basically responsible for this work.

  There are so many medicines prepared, but there is no golden voice.

   I really wronged him.

  After knowing their plan, Fu Anan tried his best to cooperate.

  Sofas, tables, etc. have all been moved back.

   Lay the floor near the fireplace.

  She stood aside with the quilt in her arms, and Brother Daqiang walked wherever he told him to go, and took things when he told him to.

   Soon, three floors were laid on the ground.

  Fu Anan's large fluffy carpet is used as the base, and a few beds of cotton wool are added to it.

  The whole is neither hard nor soft, and it is very comfortable to sit on.

  It was warm facing the fireplace, if there were not a few gunshots at this time, it would be absolutely awesome.

   "What's going on outside?"

   Unable to see the situation, Fu Anan leaned over to listen to the voice with blank eyes.

   "It's okay, those who broke in and tried to rob, were taken away by Brother Fu."

  Su Cen stood beside her and said, "But there should be fewer and fewer people like this."

   After all, it's getting colder outside.

  The last five days.

  The temperature has dropped to an unacceptable level.

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   On the twenty-sixth day of the game, the temperature dropped again, minus 40 degrees.

  The weather is getting colder.

  The heavy snow on the road is about to pile up to the second floor.

  No one can live through cold nights without a shelter.

  Everyone added all the clothes they could keep out of the cold, and found out all the things that could be burned.

   Or crowded people to keep warm.

   On the twenty-seventh day of the game, the temperature was minus fifty-five degrees.

  Heavy snow and low temperature do not seem scary, but it is this kind of silent attack that makes a large number of residents on the island die every day even if they hide in their houses.

  One night, the corpses were frozen stiff.

   There is not even a body collector.

  If there are living people nearby, they are already numb, hungry, and too cold to cry.

  The only option is to mechanically pull off the cloth and clothes from the corpse, and then put them on yourself.

  The twenty-eighth day of the game, the temperature is minus seventy degrees!

   Around the island, the high-salt sea water is covered with thick and wide ice.

  Even in the improved room, even with floor heating, it still feels cool.

  Fu An'an was wearing thick clothes, nestled under the quilt. There are two kettles filled with hot water next to each other, and there is one in his arms.

  Brother Daqiang gave it to her.

  The treatment of the wounded is unusually good.

  Every day when I open my eyes, it is dark, and when I close my eyes, it is also dark, and I can hardly hear anything. This feeling makes time pass extremely long.

  Boom—

  There was a dull sound above his head.

  The house shook twice violently.

"What's wrong?"

  Fu Anan sat up quickly seeing this.

  The heavy snow fell so thickly that the roof of the third floor collapsed.

  The third floor is full of snow, and it is too late or impossible to go out and clean it up now.

  After they went up to investigate, they decided to change the sleeping place from the second floor to the first floor.