Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Old Diao glanced back at Sun Chengwu, but ignored him.

Sun Chengwu shoved the meat into his hand and asked, "Is that your brother lying there?"

Old Diao glared at him fiercely, "Why are you meddling in so much?"

Sun Chengwu exclaimed "Oh dear!" in a tone that implied he was doing it for the best, "I just thought they were going too far."

They're all brothers, yet he doesn't care about their lives and only thinks of himself. That's going too far.

You're still the most loyal brother.

But people need to eat, otherwise they'll starve and who will take care of their brothers?

To be honest, I'm a doctor, and I could tell at a glance that his injuries were very serious. If he didn't receive timely treatment, he definitely wouldn't have survived.

Brother, I'm not trying to sow discord.

If he's not able to continue, do you think they'd waste their energy carrying him?

Sun Chengwu lowered his voice and gestured with his chin to those who had seized the bear skin.

Sun Chengwu stood with his hands tucked inside, shivering from the cold.

Of course, he was faking it.

Seeing Sun Chengwu's appearance, Lao Diao's guard lowered considerably, especially when he heard that Sun was a doctor. His eyes lit up, and he grabbed Sun Chengwu's arm, "You're really a doctor? You're not lying to me?"

Sun Chengwu nodded and said sincerely, "Yes, but even a skilled cook can't cook without rice. There's no equipment here, so I can only do a simple treatment."

Old Diao exclaimed excitedly, "That's enough! Quick, come over here and help Xiao Hai take a look!"

Sun Chengwu walked over, squatted down, and examined Xiao Hai's body.

He didn't check the wound on his forehead immediately; he checked other areas first, worried that there might be hidden wounds.

As expected, the examination revealed a deep knife wound on his abdomen, which was likely pierced through the fat layer.

Upon seeing the wound, Lao Diao was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly reddened. "He took this knife for me."

While adding firewood to boil water, Sun Chengwu asked, "What happened? How come there's a knife wound? Isn't this the Arctic?"

How could someone use a knife?

At this point, Lao Diao paused for a moment, a flash of anger crossing his face. "It's a long story, but it's nothing more than the struggle for power and profit."

I just want to live. As long as I can live, I don't care who's in charge.

But they can't do that; they insist on fighting to the death. The lower-ups fight tooth and nail while the upper-ups indulge in pleasure. Damn it!

Old Diao, caught up in his emotions, suddenly fell silent.

Sun Chengwu sighed, "Alas, so that's how it is. I thought it was only like this in the old society, but I didn't expect it to be like this here as well."

These words were pure nonsense, but they struck a chord with Lao Diao.

He retorted, "Who says otherwise?"

Many idiots think that everyone is equal now and can be in charge.

But those who play with capital have many tricks up their sleeves, and they quickly gathered a group of people around them.

Yes, some so-called upper-class people who act pretentious have been driven to the bottom.

But aren't the leaders still those people at the higher levels?

They didn't win the fight; their methods were simply inadequate.

Dealing with ordinary people would be a piece of cake.

However, there are indeed ordinary people who have turned their lives around and become masters of their own destiny, but what did they pay for that?

It's risking your life!

As he said this, he looked at Xiao Hai, then glanced at Han Cheng, who was sleeping inside.

That's referring to the two of them.

Hearing this, Sun Chengwu understood. This old rascal wasn't a bad person; he valued loyalty and righteousness, quite different from the self-serving villains like Han Cheng.

I reckon he and Xiao Hai are the kind of people who are disliked and ostracized in this group.

You can tell from the fact that the three of them ganged up on him just now.

Sun Chengwu didn't say anything more. Some things are best left unsaid; saying too much would make his intentions too obvious.

He began to examine Xiao Hai's injuries.

The wound on my abdomen wasn't fatal, but I bled a lot. However, it has scabbed over and the bleeding has stopped.

He then examined the wound on his head.

The head wound was very deep, so deep that the bone was visible, and even a gap was cut into the skull.

Sun Chengwu used gauze soaked in hot water to wipe Xiao Hai's forehead, and you could even see the broken bone fragments inside the wound.

After examining him, he said, "Xiao Hai's coma is probably not due to excessive blood loss; it's most likely a head injury."

Old Diao asked anxiously, "Will he wake up?"

Sun Chengwu shook his head. "I don't know. We don't have the equipment. In this situation, you'd need to get an MRI."

Whether he wakes up or not depends on his own fate. If his willpower is strong, there is still a chance he will wake up.

Old Diao's eyes reddened again. He placed his hand on Xiao Hai's chest and pounded his chest, saying, "It's all my fault. If only I had stopped him then."

Sun Chengwu asked curiously, "What happened back then?"

Old Diao's emotions rose, and his tone softened as he said, "After the ice floe cracked, we were very lucky; that piece of ice floe reached the shore."

We climbed ashore. There were probably two or three hundred people there, maybe one or two hundred, but I didn't pay much attention.

Our leader at the time was Bai Zhan, a young man who was very charismatic and capable, and had gathered a large group of people around him.

Han Cheng was one of his underlings at the time.

Bai Zhan led us to cut down trees, build shelters, and hunt.

Although people were starving and freezing to death every day, most of them survived.

Later, we discovered the seal habitat and also encountered a herd of musk oxen.

Do you know about musk oxen?

This guy is huge, weighing up to half a ton, and has a lot of hair.

We tried hunting musk oxen; catching one not only relieved the food shortage, but the hides also provided warmth.

I won't go into the details of the hunt, but musk oxen are very aggressive, and many people died at the time.

It was around that time that Bai Zhan's decision was criticized.

Bai Zhan meant that a small number of people should be sacrificed to ensure the survival of the majority.

But as you know, out of humanitarian considerations, many of the people on this plane are also families traveling in groups.

When someone dies, there will definitely be people causing trouble.

Since fewer people died initially, there weren't many disturbances, and any occasional noises could be suppressed.

Later, as more people died, Bai Zhan could no longer suppress the voice, and a second voice emerged.

The rights within the camp were also divided in two.

From Lao Diao's narration, Bai Zhan's image appeared in Sun Chengwu's mind.

This guy is indeed brilliant, and his decision was correct. It's just a pity that there are too many people in their camp, and he didn't consider the issue of public opinion.

This problem also occurred at Xu Hui's camp, and Sun Chengwu doesn't know whether it has been resolved yet.

Sun Chengwu pressed further, "So, your two groups started fighting?"

Old Diao nodded. "Yes, we're following Bai Zhan. The other group is led by an Asian man, a Chinese, but with foreign citizenship. He gave himself a name, something like Steve Jobs Lee."

This guy secretly gathered up those who were dissatisfied with Bai Zhan, and staged a coup, forcing Bai Zhan to step down.