Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Two hours later, Sun Chengwu walked out feeling refreshed, though his legs were a little weak.

Of course, this happened more than once every two hours.

Su Wanqing had already fallen asleep. Sun Chengwu called Fang Wei over and said, "Take care of her for a while. Use less hot water and make sure the fire in the stove burns brighter."

Fang Wei, having been through similar experiences, nodded and said to Sun Chengwu, "Brother Wu, could you talk to that old Ma and tell him to stop bothering me? There's no future for us."

Sun Chengwu asked疑惑地, "I'll ask him, 'What? Did something happen between you two?'"

Fang Wei casually said, "It's not a big deal. He just specially picked a seal's heart and sent it to me, saying it was his way of showing his attitude towards me."

I wouldn't say he has low emotional intelligence, he's just a bit... weird.

Who's the kind person who sends gifts, like a heart?

Sun Chengwu was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this, and asked, "A bloody heart?"

Fang Wei nodded, expressionless, and said, "It was just dug out, it's still warm."

Sun Chengwu couldn't help but chuckle. He thought through all the sad things in his life before he managed to suppress his laughter.

Seeing Sun Chengwu's twitching lips, Fang Wei sighed helplessly, "Go ahead and laugh, Li Ya and Xiao Lian are already laughing their heads off."

Considering his female subordinate's feelings, Sun Chengwu held back and said, "I'll talk to him and tell him to be more careful next time he gives a gift, and to try a different approach."

Fang Wei declared righteously, "There won't be a next time! Tell him to stop sending them. It's impossible for us!"

Sun Chengwu hummed in agreement, "Okay, I understand."

Sun Chengwu went outside and looked around but couldn't find Lao Ma.

Sun Chengwu found Rogers and asked, "Old Rogers, where's Old Ma?"

Rogers looked around and said in confusion, "Hey, he was just here a moment ago. See if he was dealing with the seals. They're short-handed over there, maybe he went to help."

Sun Chengwu searched through the crowd several times before finally finding Old Ma.

He was holding a short knife and carving something.

Sun Chengwei walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and asked, "Old Ma, what are you doing?"

Old Ma held up his masterpiece and asked, "Boss, what do you think of this flower?"

Sun Chengwu saw something that looked like soap flowers, made from seal fat.

It also has a strong oily smell.

Sun Chengwu hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and asked, "Old Ma, I heard you gave your heart to Fang Wei?"

Old Ma chuckled, "Yes, that's to prove my sincerity towards her!"

He was quite proud.

Worried about hurting his pride, Sun Chengwu asked indirectly, "Don't you think something's wrong?"

Did she accept it?

Old Ma said, "I didn't take it, but she said thank you. I think she has already felt the love I conveyed."

Sun Chengwu slapped his forehead, and everything went black before his eyes.

He advised, "Old Ma, we Chinese people always leave some room for others when we refuse."

Old Ma asked in confusion, "She didn't reject me, did she?"

"Her refusal to accept it is already a rejection."

"She didn't say it; if she had, it would have been a refusal. Saying thank you means she accepted."

This is a cultural difference between two regions.

Seeing that indirect approaches weren't working, Sun Chengwu had no choice but to say directly, "Old Ma, Fang Wei just contacted me. She said she doesn't like you, so you shouldn't pursue her anymore."

The things you give her will put pressure on her.

Besides, giving a gift isn't as straightforward as giving a still-warm heart; that's just hell.

Old Ma was a little sad. He stared at the flowers in his hand for a while, then said, "Boss, I understand."

Seeing his distress, Sun Chengwu comforted him, "It's not that I'm telling you not to pursue her anymore, but you need to be mindful of your approach and avoid causing her any trouble."

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Old Ma shook his head, said nothing, but looked somewhat forlorn.

Sun Chengwu didn't know what to say. Looking at the exquisitely carved flower, he said, "Give me this flower. I'll deliver it for you. No matter what, it'll be done once it's started."

Old Ma looked at Xiao Hua with some reluctance and handed her to Sun Chengwu.

Sun Chengwu patted him on the shoulder again and went back.

When Sun Chengwu returned, Su Wanqing was still asleep.

Fang Wei looked up, saw Sun Chengwu, and asked, "Has he figured it out?"

He's a good person, just a bit slow-witted, but he's not a bad person and is very considerate.

I know he's sincere, but I made a promise to my husband.

He's been dead for less than six months, and I feel betrayed.

Sun Chengwu nodded. "He said he won't bother you anymore, but you can keep this."

Sun Chengwu handed over the small flower made of grease.

Fang Wei frowned upon smelling the strong grease, but still accepted it.

After a while, she suddenly laughed, "This guy is quite skillful with his hands."

Upon hearing this, Sun Chengwu knew that there was something going on between the two of them.

But given the realities involved, Fang Wei couldn't get over that mental hurdle.

Sun Chengwu decided to give Lao Ma one last push. "Actually, Lao Ma is a considerate, gentle, and big guy who provides a great sense of security."

Yeah, that's a bit too much like a straight man's style.

Fang Wei, one can't live in the past forever; sometimes you have to look forward.

Sun Chengwu didn't say much; things will inevitably turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme.

Seeing that Fang Wei was deep in thought, he quietly left.

Because eight seals were brought back, everyone at the camp was busy: some were cutting meat, some were skinning animals, some were rendering oil, some were cleaning intestines and offal, and some were chopping bones...

The camp was bustling with activity, everyone's face beaming with smiles, and a faint smell of blood permeated the air.

The aurora borealis, like ribbons, stretched across the entire north, providing them with a limited amount of light.

It's been almost a week since the polar night began, and their eyes have gradually become accustomed to the darkness and the dim light.

At this moment, Sun Chengwu saw Zhou Xiaolian.

He was with Zhao Na.

Sun Chengwu assigned Zhao Na the task of making the small umbrellas, but Zhao Na made them even better than him.

Zhou Xiaolian was learning how to make small umbrellas from her.

Seeing Sun Chengwu approach, Zhao Na greeted him, "Brother Wu."

She always respected Sun Chengwu.

Her leg was broken, and although it healed, she has been limping ever since.

Especially when it gets cold, it will ache slightly.

Each bout of pain reminded her how awful that man was and how lucky she was to have survived.

So every time she faced Sun Chengwu, she felt both fear and gratitude.

Sun Chengwu's impression of Zhao Na has also changed considerably.

This girl isn't inherently bad; she just met a jerk. She's also very skillful; she can learn many things quickly and does her work fast and well.

Moreover, she is young and beautiful, has a good relationship with Su Wanqing, and holds a relatively high position.

Aside from a slight limp, she had no other flaws, and she had quite a few suitors.

However, Zhao Na may still be haunted by her previous relationship, as she has not yet accepted anyone's advances.