Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

With new food supplies, the camp entered a relatively peaceful period.

They also chose a relatively thin ice layer, initially estimated to be only half a meter thick.

They lit a fire on the ice and then re-forged the failed iron blocks to make ice axes to chisel through the ice.

They are looking for schools of fish.

However, despite multiple attempts, the location of the fish school could not be successfully pinpointed.

After more than a week of attempts, when they finally managed to break through the ice, the fish below rushed toward the hole, and seawater splashed everywhere.

Sun Chengwu and the others had been waiting for a long time and scooped the salmon onto the ice.

Not only the fish, but they even caught a lost seal, which poked its head out of a hole to breathe. Richard, quick-witted and agile, hooked it onto its body with his hemp and pulled it out.

The seal was covered in blood and struggled incessantly.

Faced with this adorable creature, Richard showed no pity. With a blank expression, he finished the seal's life with another stroke of the pen.

In places like the Arctic, any kindness or pity is disrespectful to the environment.

This led Sun Chengwu and his team to discover a new way of hunting.

Every two hours, they would come to the ice and break up the ice that had just been sealed off.

Because it's seawater, the freezing process is very slow; after two hours, only a thin layer forms.

When you're lucky, you might encounter a seal that's come out for some fresh air, but not every hunt is successful.

Seals will sink to the bottom of the sea when they hear any noise. Only when you are very lucky and encounter a seal breathing in right after you break through the hole will you have a chance to catch it.

If you catch it, consider it a gift from heaven; if you don't, there's no disappointment.

As the days went by, a group of people suddenly arrived at the camp.

At first, Sun Chengwu thought it was Boss Zhou's people who came to pick up the small umbrella.

When they met, they discovered that it was actually Lando's people who had come, and Hank himself had come.

When I saw Hank again, he had completely changed. He looked like a skeleton with only a thin layer of skin, with sunken eyes and a sickly appearance.

His voice was hoarse, he had many wounds on his body, and he was followed by a group of black people pulling an ice sled.

On the ice cart were fish and krill.

Upon seeing Hank, Sun Chengwu asked warily, "How did you know the location of our camp?"

Hank said weakly, "Boss Zhou told me."

It seems that Lando couldn't wait to make the deal, so she went to Xu Hui's camp, only to find that it had been taken over by Boss Zhou.

Hank said, "This meat should be enough to trade for a lot, right?"

Besides the umbrellas, I'd like to make some other deals with you this time.

We need pottery, we need iron.

Their area is very resource-poor; apart from schools of fish and seals, there are almost no mineral resources to be found.

Even now, they still use stone tools.

Sun Chengwu said calmly, "Sure, but that'll be at a different price."

Hank nodded and said, "Name your price. I've come here with sincerity."

Sun Chengwu has never traded iron and pottery before, "Let me discuss it with everyone."

Hank suddenly asked, "Where is Zhou Xiaolian?"

Sun Chengwu recalled his meeting with Zhou Xiaolian and said, "I'll go call her."

After a while, Zhou Xiaolian came over.

Hank noticed Sun Chengwu following behind Zhou Xiaolian and hesitated to speak.

Zhou Xiaolian said, "Just say what you mean, he knows everything."

Hank's gaze toward Sun Chengwu was complex.

Back then, he was the leader on the white side, and he and Sun Chengwu formed a roundtable conference; they were both members of the roundtable.

As a result, times have changed, and Sun Chengwu has now gone from being the second-in-command to the top leader.

He went from being the top leader to the second-in-command.

And then there's Rogers. I initially thought Rogers was a good-for-nothing, but it turns out he was just pretending to be weak while watching them fight each other.

Hank felt a mix of emotions and experienced a great sense of disappointment.

He said bitterly, "Zhou Xiaolian, do you still remember our promise?"

Does it still count?

Zhou Xiaolian hummed in agreement, "It counts, but what can you give us?"

What you promised me back then, I don't need anymore.

What benefits would we get from helping you get rid of Lando?

Hank, who seemed to have been bullied by Lando for a long time, revealed a ruthless look on his face and gritted his teeth, saying, "As long as she dies, I will definitely be able to take the top position. At that time, I will give you half of the food in the warehouse."

Sun Chengwu shook his head. "Not enough."

Hank paused for a moment.

Sun Chengwu explained, "I don't know what kind of life Lando leads, nor do I know how much food you have left in your warehouse. What if there's very little?"

If you are truly sincere, I request that after you successfully seize power, we will help you consolidate your authority.

Once your power is secured, you will come to our camp and stay for three months.

I will arrange for someone to manage the camp for you for the next three months.

After that, we need to pay a head tax to our camp every month.

"One person's head, ten catties of meat per month."

Hank stared wide-eyed at Sun Chengwu, never expecting him to have such a big appetite.

He's not stupid; he knows what it means to help consolidate power and to stay for three months.

He was just a puppet.

They were essentially sidelined; the entire camp had become Sun Chengwu's colony.

Ten pounds of meat isn't much.

However, there were quite a few people in their camp.

The monthly poll tax alone amounts to six or seven hundred catties of meat.

Although they have a good geographical location with fish nearby, once they hand over the six or seven hundred catties of meat, what's left each month is barely enough for everyone to eat.

It's unlikely that we can store any more food.

Hank gritted his teeth, trembling all over. "This condition is too much."

Sun Chengwu didn't care whether he agreed or not, but if he wanted to bring down Lando, he had to ask them for help.

Otherwise, we should ask Boss Zhou for help.

He believed that, given Boss Zhou's personality, he would only want more.

Sun Chengwu smiled and said, "It's okay, you can think about it carefully, there's no need to rush to answer."

I will prepare what you need.

One pottery vessel, twenty pounds of meat.

One iron ingot, one hundred catties of meat.

However, if you agree to the conditions I give you, these things can be provided free of charge during the period we manage them for you.

What do you think?

These words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Hank's eyes were lifeless, his lips trembled, and he looked completely different from his initial image as an elite upper-class person.

He wasn't stupid; he just underestimated human nature, which allowed Lando to take advantage of the situation.

He thought his management style could control people's hearts, but he forgot that Lando knew better than him how to get something for nothing.

This time, faced with Sun Chengwu's exorbitant demands, he knew it was an unequal treaty, but he could only endure it.

Hank said in a low voice, "I...I'll think about it."