Ye An

The wolf corpse fell on the snow, and the blood from the wound quickly solidified, forming a dark red ice crystal. Looking down from above, it seemed like red flames were splashing out.

The sound of the engine of the snowmobile came from far and near, and the broken snow splashed, raising a large snow fog in the wind.

Less than five meters away from the wolf corpse, the sound of the engine stopped abruptly, and the wheels wrapped around the iron chain fell into deep snow and stopped turning.

A strong man with a height of nearly two meters jumped out of the car. In the cold weather, strands of heat came out from the top of his head. The leather jacket on his body was opened, revealing his strong chest.

The strong man carried a heavy hammer on his back, walked over the snow, came to the wolf corpse in a few steps, grabbed the front legs and lifted it up, estimated the weight, and gave a thumbs up to the man in black standing beside him.

"Boss, amazing!" The strong man grinned, "After chasing this guy for five or six days, I finally caught him!"

The man grabbed a handful of crushed snow and wiped off the bloodstains on the knife. The mirror-smooth knife surface clearly reflected a pair of pitch-black eyes.The forehead hair hangs down and half covers the sword eyebrows, under the straight bridge of the nose, the lips are completely bloodless, as white as the skin color, almost transparent.

"This is a lone wolf." While speaking, the man retracted his knife and returned its sheath, the wind lifted the hem of his black clothes, revealing a pair of long legs wrapped in leather boots.

"Lone wolf?" The big man chuckled twice, brushed his bald head with his big hands, stood up, and carried the wolf corpse on his shoulders. The weight of dozens of catties was almost like a goose feather to him. "Lone wolves are fierce, wolves Teeth and bones are more valuable! Looking at this fur, it’s likely to be a wolf king before leaving the pack?”

"Should." The man turned his head to look at the collapsed snowdrift. In addition to the traces of the old wolf's digging, there is also a snow nest. Although it has been covered by heavy snow, some traces can still be seen. This is the handwriting of humans.

"Boss?"

"It's okay." The man withdrew his gaze.

Whether it is or not is irrelevant to him.

This is deep in the snow field, and the people who move here will not be village dwellers, but more likely "savages".Being able to survive in such a harsh environment is considered a bit of skill, and he has no intention of disturbing it.

"Wild wolves are being rewarded in District D, and this end can be exchanged for at least five bags of salt." The strong man swept away the snow that fell on his head, and said to the man, "Boss, there are signs of wolves moving westward from here, at least there are wolves." Seven or eight horses. But Rose said that there will be heavy snow tonight, do you want to chase after it?"

For hunters who are accustomed to the snowfield climate, a heavy snowfall is nothing. The trouble is that it falls endlessly, and it is easy to get lost in the wind and snow.Moreover, the fuel in the car is limited, so if you can run, you probably have to get out of the car and walk.

"Stop chasing, go back." The man turned around and walked to the snowmobile, leaning on the door with one hand, and jumped into the car.The hem of the black clothes lifted up with the movement, like spreading black wings.

The burly man whistled, and was swept by the cold gaze, he immediately raised his finger across his mouth, sneered a few times, dared not make any more jokes, jumped into the car with the wolf corpse on his shoulder, and started the snowmobile.

Engines roared and snow flew under the wheels.

The startled beasts did not gather, but avoided them far away. When the sound faded away, a few small beasts came out of the hiding place, found the discarded wolf head, bared their teeth, and each occupied one side, and began to bury the head. Bite, swallowing fur, bones and minced meat together.

噍——

The chirping sound suddenly sounded, a huge black shadow descended from the sky, and the little beasts immediately dispersed.

A golden eagle with a wingspan of nearly three meters flew down from the sky, grabbed the wolf's head with its sharp claws, flew up with wings, and disappeared into the wind and snow.The little beast raised its head to send the golden eagle flying away, barked twice unwillingly, and then dispersed to search for the gophers hiding under the snow.

In the depths of the snowy field, Ye An curled up on the bed, his brows were furrowed, and he babbled from time to time, obviously not sleeping soundly.

In his sleep, he went back to the day when the catastrophe happened. Countless fireballs fell from the sky, fell into the ocean, and fell into the earth.

Sea water boiled and rock formations crumbled.

Mountains collapsed and civilizations were destroyed overnight.

The fire was blazing, the pungent smoke filled the air, and the temperature was so high that it could almost scorch people.

The streets were filled with the sound of horns and terrified shouts, sirens and explosions, and the panicked crowd could not find a safe place.

This situation, as if the gate of hell opened, tentacles protruding from the dark abyss, trying to swallow all life in the world.

Ye An followed the crowd out of the commercial building, and the moment he stepped down the stairs, several fireballs roared and hit the roof of the building, and the tall building collapsed from the top. In the billowing smoke and dust, shattered reinforced concrete and glass flowed like a waterfall, instantly covering the crowd who had no time to escape .

Ye An didn't dare to look back, so he could only run forward regardless of everything.

There are flames all around, and desperation and wailing are all around my ears.

Unable to find shelter, unable to find a place to hide, he watched several tall buildings being engulfed in flames, and familiar and unfamiliar faces perished in the sea of ​​flames.

Just when he was at a loss and was rolled forward by the crowd, a huge fireball crashed down, as if the sun was falling in the sky.The moment he was engulfed by the flames, Ye An could smell the burning smell, but strangely did not feel any pain...

Ye An suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the mottled roof, his chest heaved violently, his face and neck were already covered in cold sweat.

"Dream……"

After lying quietly for a while, Ye An sat up, grabbed a piece of animal skin, and wiped the sweat off his face vigorously, over and over again, until the skin was reddened and bloodshot faintly appeared.

"Don't think about it anymore, don't think about it anymore." Ye An gripped the animal skin tightly and murmured.

Compared with the life lost in the catastrophe, he was lucky enough.A new life, this is a gift from God, no matter what he will face, he must live, must live!

After calming down, Ye An got up and left the bed, walked to the door, wrapped the cloak tightly around his body, and carefully pushed it open.

The cold wind and snow poured into the house together, Ye An squinted his eyes, propped the door with his body, roughly estimated the time, closed the door quickly, returned to the stove with only embers left, picked up a wooden stick and moved it a few times, Soon the flames jumped again.

"There's not much firewood left."

This snow is bigger than imagined, and it may last longer.The firewood piled up in the house is only enough for two days, so it is best to prepare in advance in case there is a real snowstorm.

The flames danced, illuminating half of Ye An's face.

He was well-born, and quite handsome.It's just that the long-term lack of food and the harsh living environment made him thin and sunken cheeks, his eyes became bigger and bigger, and he had a bit of ferocity that only wilderness beasts have.

After adding a few sticks of firewood to the stove to ensure that the flame would not go out, Ye An began to prepare to go out.

The snow was beyond imagination, and the lack of firewood was his mistake, so he had to venture out.Otherwise, if a snowstorm came and he was trapped in the house, he would most likely be frozen to death.

After everything was ready, Ye An walked to the table, without using a wooden spoon, directly grabbed the rabbit meat from the stone pot and put it in his mouth.

The rabbit meat has turned cold, and the broth has turned into thin ice slags, which taste bad when eaten in the mouth.

But Ye An didn't care about that much. After eating the rabbit meat in two or three bites, he wiped off the corners of his mouth and the marks on his fingers, tied up the cloak on his body, wrapped his head and face with animal skins, opened the door, and faced the howling cold wind. Once into the vast snowfield.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, without protective measures, it doesn't take long for the eyes to sting and tear, and in severe cases, even blind for a short time.

Ye An has experience. He prepared charcoal before going out and carefully applied it under his eyes.

There was a pine forest not far from the shelter. Most of the vegetation in the forest mutated after the catastrophe. With its hardness, without suitable tools, Ye An couldn't even cut down a small tree as thick as a wrist.

A few times were in vain, just a waste of effort, Ye An learned to be smart, no longer tried to cut logs, but looked for dead branches hidden under the snow.If you are lucky, you may also encounter wild birds and small animals that use dead branches and dry grass to build their nests.

It's just that Ye An had to be more careful during the search.

Just like the mutant snow rabbit, the mutant squirrels living in the forest also like to eat meat.

Witnessing the scene where several squirrels worked together to catch a macaque and share the food on the spot, Ye An clearly realized that in this almost wild land, he was probably at the bottom of the food chain, and he was the one who couldn't easily turn over.

When he reached the edge of the forest, Ye An didn't dare to go deep, and looked around vigilantly, making sure that there were no traces of squirrel activity, and immediately bent down to dig.

While he was busy, a tan figure walked silently across the snow and stopped behind a pine tree. His scarlet eyes stared at a target not far away, his sharp mouth opened, showing sharp fangs, and Saliva dripping from the corner of the mouth.

A foul wind came from behind, Ye An sensed the danger, and instinctively rolled over on the spot to avoid the fatal blow.

When he stood up from the ground grabbing the stone and looked closely, he realized that the one attacking him was a jackal over one meter long with its tail bitten off and wounds on its back.