Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Sun Chengwu had no interest in wealth that he couldn't take with him. He simply picked up a small piece, intending to take it to the chief of the Hadza tribe to see if he could get it shipped out from the smuggling ship.

Ever since he learned that even if they survived, they might not be saved, Sun Chengwu had prepared himself to stay here forever.

But it's not a complete abandonment; if we can go back, we definitely will.

Even if staying here would allow him to become a king, he had little interest in a harsh, cold place where he could lead a king of less than a hundred people.

Even if I go back and lie in my 20-square-meter rented room scrolling through my phone and enjoying the electric fan, it's still much better than being here freezing cold.

However, he always liked to plan for the worst.

Even while eating, the bald man kept looking into the cave, his mind preoccupied with the gems inside.

Sun Chengwu sensed his thoughts and reminded him, "Akalev, you can make money, but you also need to be alive to spend it. Don't ruin yourself."

The bald man readily agreed, "Don't worry, I'm not a money-grubber. I know my own limitations, I definitely won't go."

Sun Chengwu isn't his father; a simple reminder is enough.

After a long day of walking, everyone was exhausted. They went out to collect some firewood to make sure it would last until dawn, and then Sun Chengwu lay down to rest.

They took turns keeping watch at night, with Sun Chengwu and Wang Hu in one group and Baldy and his two brothers in the other.

In the middle of the night, Sun Chengwu felt a bit cold, and the fire seemed to be going out.

He opened his eyes and saw that the fire had dwindled to just embers, the flames flickering weakly and likely to go out at any moment.

He quickly got up and added some firewood to the fire, and the flames gradually brightened.

He didn't see the three bald men.

In this situation, they couldn't possibly leave from the outside; they could only have gone inside.

Sun Chengwu couldn't help but curse, "That idiot."

He woke Wang Hu up, "Wake up, wake up."

Wang Hu was very sleepy. He groggily opened his eyes, yawned, and asked, "Boss, is dinner ready?"

Sun Chengwu kicked him in annoyance, "What kind of meal is this? Baldy and the others are gone."

Wang Hu sat up abruptly, his eyes scanning his surroundings before a look of sudden realization dawned on him. "Damn, I knew something was off about them! Sure enough..."

Sun Chengwu thought he would offer some constructive conjecture, but unexpectedly Wang Hu said, "These three lads actually ran away on their own."

Sun Chengwu was getting impatient. Wang Hu was good in every way, but his brain was something else. He really wanted to replace it with a new one.

Sun Chengwu said irritably, "In this freezing weather, where do they think they're going? To run out and die?"

Wang Hu slapped his forehead. "Right, right, they couldn't possibly have run outside. They must be hiding, planning to ambush us. I knew they weren't good people a long time ago."

Sun Chengwu had given up hope on him and said directly, "Stop guessing nonsense, they've gone down into the mine."

Wang Hu stared wide-eyed at the cave below. "Wait, are they alright? Even I know you can't go down into the mine. Are they crazy?"

Sun Chengwu was also somewhat helpless.

Indeed, even Wang Hu knew it was dangerous to go down there; the three bald men were really willing to risk their lives for money.

The main problem is, even if you get the money, you don't know where to spend it.

After thinking it over, Sun Chengwu roughly guessed what the bald man was thinking.

It was he who told the bald man that he could go back, which caused the trouble.

If they didn't know they had a chance to go back, they probably wouldn't have had such unrealistic ideas.

They're probably taking a huge risk now, gambling on their future.

The two men had some connection, and Sun Chengwu couldn't abandon them. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up a thick wooden stick, wrapped it with strips of cloth, and smeared it with grease.

He made five torches, lit one, and handed the rest to Wang Hu, saying, "Take these, let's go down and take a look."

Sun Chengwu isn't going to his death; he'll act according to his abilities. If he really can't save these three idiots, then there's nothing he can do; he's already done everything he could.

The two walked down the road, one in front of the other.

Sun Chengwu tentatively called out, "Bald guy?"

His voice echoed in the cave, but there was no response.

In such a confined space, sound can travel very far, but he couldn't hear the bald man and his group.

There are only two possibilities.

One possibility is that they have gone too far to reach the other side, and their voices cannot travel there.

Another possibility is that they are already unconscious and cannot hear anything.

Sun Chengwu still remembered the strange appearance of the torches when they went downstairs before going to sleep. Regardless of the reason, the three of them were likely in grave danger.

After walking nearly 500 meters, they arrived at the spot where they had stopped last time.

Logically, if they wanted to get the gems, they could have just chipped off a few pieces here; there was no need to go any further.

Sun Chengwu tested the flame with the torch; the flame had shrunk somewhat, but not as drastically as it had when he arrived at dusk.

It seems that they stirred up the air when they came before, which increased the oxygen content in the air here.

He lingered there, hesitating whether to venture further in.

Continuing the search would be risking your life.

Sun Chengwu had just stopped and was about to speak when Wang Hu had already walked downstairs.

He turned back and asked, "Boss, why aren't you leaving?"

He had barely finished speaking when he suddenly swayed, clutching his head and saying, "Oh my god, boss, I'm feeling a little dizzy..."

After he finished speaking, his body swayed and he fell to the ground.

Just before losing consciousness, Wang Hu looked into the depths and called out, "Boss, they... are... inside..."

Before he could finish speaking, he had completely lost consciousness.

Sun Chengwu's head buzzed, and he quickly retreated five or six meters before stopping.

He raised his sleeve, covered his mouth and nose, and frowned.

Something was definitely wrong here; the gas was poisonous.

If his guess is correct, and this place is connected to underground lava, the sulfurous gases and carbon monoxide produced over a long period of time could indeed poison a person into unconsciousness in an instant.

It seems we're at a critical point. There's air movement outside, but if we go any deeper, the concentration of toxic gases will be too high.

Sun Chengwu couldn't just watch them die inside.

After a moment's thought, he immediately took off his pants and urinated on his underwear.

Luckily, he had just woken up and hadn't gone to the bathroom yet; his bladder was about to burst.

He urinated on his underwear, and he forced himself to cover his mouth and nose, suppressing his nausea.

The first pee he took after waking up had a strong, pungent smell, but it also made him much more awake.

Sun Chengwu then realized that he had also been poisoned. If it weren't for this urine, he probably would have died here too if he had stayed any longer.

Water can effectively filter out toxic gases such as carbon monoxide and sulfur dioxide, but only temporarily; this amount of urine won't last long.

Even with a mask, he still took precautions, took a deep breath, held his breath, and walked forward.