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The wooden house was so broken that it couldn't be broken anymore, and there were air leaks everywhere.The wooden windows were slapped against each other by the cold wind, and ice balls leaked in through the gaps, cutting people's faces with pain.

The temperature here is at least minus one or twenty degrees, and the chill almost penetrates the skin. He Taki forcefully closed the two broken windows, and his eyelashes were covered with frost.He is a young man, his job requires years of exercise, he is very resistant to cold, and he still shivered uncontrollably.

Yan Jinyun picked up an ax from the corner, walked quickly to the wardrobe, and slammed the lock open, breaking the two doors apart.

"You can't be frozen to death as soon as you hit the ground." He scolded and took out the padded jacket and wind-fur cloak from inside and threw them to He Taki: "At this time, don't tell me anything and treat it like a thief!"

He Taki quickly put on the cotton-padded clothes, and the shapeless old clothes gave him a slender beauty. He rolled his eyes at Yan Jinyun, and found that the latter's face was pale and colorless, so he almost Step over, pick up a fox fur scarf and wrap it around Yan Jinyun's neck, tightening it tightly.

"You're going to strangle me to death!" Sure enough, it was impossible for Yan Jinyun to be obedient, and he raised his neck and yelled.

"Strangle you to death." He Long was annoyed.

Gamma's small face looked delicate and handsome in the soft wind, and He Taki neatly tied a knot in his hands: "Is it still cold?"

Yan Jinyun pouted, and said awkwardly, "It's not cold anymore."

These cotton clothes exuded a musty smell that had not seen the sun for a long time, but fortunately, they were effective in keeping warm, and the two of them relaxed a little, and pushed the door out.

Outside is an endless wasteland, covered with snow, with clusters of dead trees growing, and the cold wind envelops the snowflakes fluttering and falling.

"We were brought in by an APP." Yan Jinyun said, he took out the copycat phone, the network had been disconnected long ago, but the interface was still stuck on the black and red LOGO.

"Exoneration APP?" He Taki's eyes darkened: "What is this?"

Yan Jinyun shook his head, the tip of his nose turned bright red from the cold.

He Taki felt a bit of desire to press him into his arms to warm him up, just as he was about to move, suddenly a cry came from far behind, which was quickly hidden by the wind and snow.

"Over there." Yan Jinyun pointed to a large wooden house.

The two were running briskly in the snow, and He Longchong bumped open the door with his shoulder in front. The wind and snow rushed in instantly, and the flames of the fireplace trembled.

"Azhan, wake up!! Don't scare me!! Mom can't live without you, Azhan!!"

A boy was lying on the floor, surrounded by black clouds, and a woman knelt beside her and covered her face and cried loudly.

He Long squeezed into the crowd without saying a word, and the woman grabbed He Long's arm as if seeing a savior: "Little brother, save my son! Please save him! I will give you whatever you want! "

The young man on the ground looked pale and cold, with his eyes closed tightly. He Taki squatted down and touched his carotid artery, then turned to the woman and said, "Rub his hands and feet to warm them up, quick!" He hammered down hard on the man's chest.

Yan Jinyun was not interested in saving people, so he folded his arms and watched. He stared at A Zhan's face for a while, then looked away and looked around.

After a while, he quietly approached a man standing at the outermost edge of the crowd, elbowed him, and asked nonchalantly, "Your brother, why didn't you save him?"

The man's body visibly stiffened.

"Who said I can't save it? I just don't know how to save it!" He stammered.

"Oh." Yan Jinyun nodded: "That also makes sense."

The man was stunned and said: "Wait, how do you know he is me—"

A violent cough rang out, and under He Taki's continuous heavy punches, Ah Zhan finally let out the breath he had held up. The woman wept with joy, and thanked He Taki repeatedly while hugging her son tightly.

He Long waved his hands and got up, squeezed out of the crowd, the man took the opportunity to squeeze in, Yan Jinyun poked with his thumb and said, "Born by the same mother."

He Taki: "?"

He turned his head and saw that the man had already knelt beside Ah Zhan, saying "brother and mother" in a mouthful, pretending to ask for warmth.

"How do you know?" He Taki asked.

"It looks alike." Yan Jinyun said.

"Don't help me?" He Ting frowned: "Is that the person?"

It took Yan Jinyun a while to understand what He Long was saying.

"Ah, actually..." He scratched his head and said, "That man ran too fast, and the light was dim at that time, so I couldn't see his appearance clearly."

He Taki: "."

"But I don't think so." Yan Jinyun raised his chin: "It should be just a simple grievance between the rich and powerful, such as inheritance or something."

"You know again?" He Long squinted.

"I'll give you whatever you want!" Yan Jinyun choked his throat to imitate, and sneered slightly: "Money is the only thing you can afford, and maybe you are poor and only have money left."

"Why didn't I realize that you hate the rich so much before?" He Long said.

Yan Jinyun didn't answer, turned around and looked around: "Where did Zhong Xiaowen go?"

He Long also felt a little strange, he thought that this group of people would be at a loss when they first arrived, but who knew that everything was in order when they were wearing cotton clothes and lighting a fire in the fireplace.

"Who are you looking for? I might know." The woman had settled her son and walked over.He rubbed his hands together.

Yan Jinyun glanced at her.

Even though she was wrapped in a heavy cotton coat, the woman was still well dressed, and her well-maintained face couldn't tell her real age unless she looked carefully. She thought she was only in her 30s.

The wealthy and rich wife is probably a sequel, Yan Jinyun squinted his eyes.

"A girl around 20 years old, with short hair, about this tall." He Taki made a gesture.

"Oh, you said Officer Xiao Zhong, she was the one who found the cotton coats we were wearing, and the fire in the fireplace is also thanks to her." The woman said shyly.

"Is Zhong Xiaowen promising?" Yan Jinyun raised his eyebrows.

He Long: "Where is she?"

Woman: "She went out to find firewood by herself, and she just left not long ago."

"Alone? She's really fat." Yan Jinyun looked at the weather outside and frowned slightly.

The sky darkened inexplicably.

The momentum of the wind and snow did not weaken at all. Yan Jinyun and He Long stepped on the wasteland with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and the footprints left by them were quickly smoothed out.

"Strange." Yan Jinyun said.

"What's strange?" He Taki asked.

"When we came, the sun was directly above, and the time should be around twelve o'clock in the noon, but it didn't take long for the body to feel that it was dark, isn't it strange?" Yan Jinyun said.

He Taki was slightly taken aback, feeling a chill soaking through his back.

"Is this artificial?"

"Creating a different space is not that simple. Most people will choose to add elements to the existing structure in reality, which will save energy. On the contrary, the more things are changed, the more energy is consumed. The nature that kills such as morning and evening rain and snow It’s even more earth-shaking if you move the settings.” Yan Jinyun casually picked up a dead branch and leaned on it: “There is something even more strange, this time the system prompt is different from the previous one, what does it mean that the construction of the creation channel is complete? Could it be that We're not on Earth at all right now, this is a real different world?!"

He Taki's eyes widened suddenly, and then he pondered: "It's also unreasonable not to mention the dungeon, the release of the sin wearer BUFF, and the conditions for completing the mission."

"This can only explain one thing." Yan Jinyun raised his head, snowflakes fell on his face, with a cold smell: "In this place... just surviving is already very difficult."

He Taki was silent for a few seconds, his expression became firm.

"But he will definitely open the return channel again, otherwise the changed energy cannot be recovered."

"It will be open tomorrow, and it will be open in 1000 years." Yan Jinyun rolled his eyes.

"You don't know the super power formula?" He Taki asked.

"What formula?" Yan Jinyun rolled his eyes.

He Taki explained: "The death of life and thinking are the two major points of energy generation. After death, people will no longer have thinking activities, but reasonable death can stimulate human thinking. Therefore, some energy scientists deduced the balance of death and energy. The universal formula that maximizes energy through thinking activities is called the super energy formula.”

"I understand, that is to say, in order to prevent us from dying, the return channel will be opened again in a short time." Yan Jinyun said.

"You know so much about the structure of the alien space that you don't know the super power formula? I thought you had studied space energy." He Taki was a little surprised.

"...you think too much, I'm not a high intellectual." Yan Jinyun said with a wooden face, he sneezed and raised his hand to rub his nose.

"Where did your scarf go?" Only then did He Long realize that his neck was empty.

"Rubbing with this neck ring keeps causing static electricity, so I'll take it off." Yan Jinyun scribbled.

"Aren't you afraid of freezing to death?" He Ting was angry, and took off the cloak on his shoulders and put it on Yan Jinyun.

Yan Jinyun didn't feel how cold it was, but He Long's mother-in-law struggled and said, "Can you be less annoying?"

"No way!" He Ting grabbed his palm and clenched it, and said decisively: "Hands are so cold, you've froze to death, do you know how many paperwork reports I have to write?"

Yan Jinyun laughed angrily: "Where is it so easy to freeze to death, do you know that people die only when the rectal temperature is low?"

"Oh?" He Long raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "You want me to measure it for you?"

"...??"