Frozen Doomsday: Ice sculptures turned into real objects, I built a god-level fortress

Early the next morning.

There was a quarrel among the owners.

Many people who have no supplies cannot survive.

One after another, Aite asked Qian Auntie like a solitaire.

"It's been these days, it's time for supplies to be distributed, right? Don't pretend to be dead for me, come out and talk."

"That's right, supplies to other communities are distributed on time and in sufficient quantities, but we have never distributed them once. This is too much."

"Distribute supplies. If you don't, I will go to your house for food, drink and lodging."

"Speak, don't hide behind your phone and keep silent. We know you'll look at it again!"

...

Aunt Qian really didn't look at her phone.

Just because her son was missing and the key to the warehouse was gone, she was whipping Wu Juan hard with a feather duster.

"explain!"

"Where's your man?"

"Did you give him some false rumors again and come up with some bad ideas?"

"I worked so hard to get so many supplies, who are they for?"

"It's not just for this family!"

"They are all wealthy families. They will starve to death for a day or two. When the snowstorm is over, we can sell the supplies. That will be a lot of money!"

Wu Juan was beaten so hard that she ran away with her head in her arms and cried bitterly.

"Mom, I really don't know where he went."

"Stop hitting me. I had a miscarriage last night and he kicked me in the stomach."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Qian beat her even harder.

"Okay, you, won't you hide when he kicks you?"

"That's the life of my Qian family. I'll beat you to death!"

This time, not only Aunt Qian was beaten, but her grandson also took a steel pipe and beat his own mother.

"I'll beat you to death, you pest. Where did you hide my father?"

...

Wu Juan's face was full of despair, there was no color in her eyes, and she no longer resisted, so she just let them beat her.

She really hoped that if they beat her to death like this, everything would be over.

Aunt Qian was tired of fighting and was going to the group to ask if anyone had seen her son.

By the way, he kicked Wu Juan and cursed.

"Don't pretend to be dead for me. Go and cook quickly. Didn't you see that my precious grandson is hungry?"

"I don't know what to think about day by day. I just think about stealing the man, right? Then I don't know whose child I am carrying. I'm a bitch!"

Wu Juan struggled to stand up. She really couldn't bear it and wanted to die now.

But before she died, she wanted to go crazy once, snatched the steel pipe from her son's hand, and smashed it on his head.

"Bitch, bitch, I'm a bitch, okay!"

"This is the son of a bitch, and that bitch is also a bitch. I am not worthy of your Qian family, and neither is he."

"I will let him return to his mother's womb and be reborn now."

She had been malnourished for a long time and had a miscarriage, so she had no strength at all.

A steel pipe hit Sai Li Kui's little grandson's body. It didn't hurt or itch.

When Aunt Qian saw that she dared to hit her precious grandson, what could happen?

He went up and grabbed the steel pipe, reached out and slapped Wu Juan twice, causing her nose to bleed.

Then he grabbed her hair and pulled her out all the way to the door. He opened the door and kicked Wu Juan out.

"If you dare to hit my grandson, you've turned against me."

"Kneel down at the door and reflect. If you don't kneel for an hour, you won't be able to come in."

"Don't you want to die? I will make it happen for you!"

"Bang!" The door of the house was slammed shut.

Wu Juan tightened her tight clothes, stood up unsteadily, and looked up at the sky.

With a sad smile, he dragged himself with difficulty and walked outside the community.

But when she reached Zhou Xun's villa, she couldn't hold on anymore, her body went limp and she fainted on the ground.

Zhou Xun, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, preparing to watch Aunt Qian's drama with her son, saw all this.

He moved his fingers, sighed, got up and walked downstairs...

The owner group has already exploded.

Just because after many days, the official finally pushed another message.

The causes and duration of the disaster were succinctly explained.

And announced that the world has entered an era of autonomy.

At 12 noon today, the last batch of supplies will be airdropped.

Although the power resource uses nuclear energy, the transmission lines are estimated to be able to sustain for about a month in severe cold weather.

People who originally had hope suddenly collapsed, and many people chose to commit suicide at that time.

Because they don't have the courage to face the coming days.

But more people comfort themselves and use self-hypnosis to cheer themselves up.

"As long as everyone is united, there will be no obstacles that cannot be overcome."

"Human beings are a miracle on Blue Star. How can we say that we will become extinct? We will definitely find the conditions to survive."

"Eskimos can survive in the cold, and so can we. The fire of humanity will never be extinguished."

...

This Ah Q-like mental therapy only lasted a few hours.

Looking back, facing reality, facing the fear of death, it finally broke that Taoist heart.

There is nothing worse than mourning. After being silent for a while, the group became more active.

People have gone crazy, taking off the shackles of order, and all kinds of monsters and monsters immediately appeared.

Immediately, several young and strong owners formed a small group, took tools and started to clean up.

Broken branches, frozen birds, everything that could be used were collected.

Even the green belt has been stripped bare.

More people gathered in front of Aunt Qian's villa and asked her to hand over the keys to the warehouse.

Otherwise, he would break down the door of his house and rob her.

Aunt Qian is scared. Now she has lost her biggest support. Let alone the director of the neighborhood committee, she is even the president.

"Everyone, listen to me, my son is gone now."

"The key to the warehouse is in his hand. What I say is true. You have to believe me."

At this point, she could only pour dirty water on her son.

Otherwise, if these people really broke in and saw the supplies in the room, it would be strange not to kill themselves.

I don’t know if this money lady is lucky or something.

Zhang Fan ran over from the warehouse and shouted loudly.

"Oh no, someone opened the door to the warehouse, and all the materials inside are gone!"

Zhang Fan saw that Lu Qian had been out for two whole days and still hadn't come back. He actually didn't care. He would definitely not marry Lu Qian anyway.

It would be more to his liking if she had an accident and froze to death outside.

But after seeing the official information just now, he immediately changed his mind. Lucy must be found.

As long as he holds her in his hand, he will definitely be able to control Zhou Xun, the doting sister fanatic, and then he can move into Zhou Xun's villa.

At least he has enough supplies there, this is something everyone knows.

"Look, I'm right."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuual, I don't know who the hell deceived my son into going out at night."

"Now his life or death is unknown, and the supplies are missing. How can an old woman like me live?"

Aunt Qian rolled her eyes, feeling that this was still not enough to divert everyone's attention.

An idea struck him, and he pointed at Zhou Xun's villa and cursed.

"It must be him, Zhou Xun is responsible."

"He has always held a grudge against me. He is the only one who has a grudge against our family."

"This damned guy obviously has so many supplies, but he still isn't satisfied. Why don't you give me back my son!"

What an unreasonable bully, what a diversion, Aunt Qian successfully diverted everyone's attention to Zhou Xun.

Zhou Xunren was sitting at home when a pot came from the sky.