Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

With everyone's cooperation, more than a dozen pieces of clothing were put together.

Sun Chengwu remembered that when they came out, there were more than just these people.

He looked out to sea, where there were no other survivors.

It seems they are all dead.

With no time for sentimentality, Sun Chengwu sprayed all the perfume on the dry clothes, then applied hairspray on top, and took out his phone and cigarette lighter.

When he came out, he calmly wrapped his phone in his dry clothes so that he could start a fire to save himself after getting ashore.

Insert the cigarette lighter, turn it on, and a flame lights up at the bottom of the lighter.

Sun Chengwu placed the cigarette lighter on his clothes, and because it was covered in flammable liquids such as perfume and hairspray, it quickly caught fire.

The moment the firelight ignited, gasps of surprise erupted from the crowd, and some even wept with joy.

Sun Chengwu dragged Old Xu to the edge of the fire. Although the firelight was not large, the warmth it brought rekindled everyone's hope for life.

Old Xu had already fallen into a coma due to hypothermia.

Sun Chengwu could only do his best and leave the rest to fate.

At this moment, a young man in the crowd said, "Brother Sun, now we're the only ones left. You're capable, and you're a doctor, so why don't you lead us to survive?"

Sun Chengwu looked over and recognized him. He was one of Bai Zhan's men, and if he remembered correctly, his name was Huang Shi.

Hearing Huang Shi's words, the others echoed, "We'll all listen to you. We'll do whatever you tell us to do. Take us with you!"

At this point, they finally understood that rescue was not coming and they could only save themselves.

To survive, the only option is to find a strong person and band together for mutual support.

Sun Chengwu's performance along the way earned their approval.

Hearing their pleading voices, Sun Chengwu raised his head and looked around at the crowd.

Including him and Old Man Xu, there were only nineteen survivors.

Of the remaining sixteen people, only three were girls; the rest were men.

There wasn't a single old person or child left; they were all dead.

Seeing this result, Sun Chengwu felt an indescribable sadness, but he also knew that his abilities were limited and he couldn't protect others.

Sun Chengwu said, "This is my first time in the Arctic. You asked me to help you survive, but I don't know how to do it."

This time it was just good luck; I can't guarantee that every decision will be correct.

I don't want to make a wrong decision and harm everyone.

so……"

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Shi interrupted again, "Brother Sun, I trust you unconditionally. Even if you told me to jump into the sea right now and say I could survive, I would believe you!"

But apart from him, everyone else looked hesitant.

Sun Chengwu observed their expressions and said, "Therefore, I will first establish three rules."

First, once I've made a decision, you can't contradict me, even if I'm wrong. You can offer suggestions before I make a decision.

Everyone nodded, and someone said, "We believe you."

Sun Chengwu held up a second finger, "Although we are sticking together for warmth, food does not need to be distributed equally. You have the right to handle your own food and supplies. You can use them yourself or share them."

Each of you must put in two hundred percent effort if you want to survive.

Everyone nodded again.

But someone spoke up, "What will we do if we don't have any food?"

Sun Chengwu said, "Let's move forward and find food. The Arctic isn't completely devoid of life; there are at least seals, Arctic hares, Arctic foxes, mice, and other animals."

There are also some cold-resistant plants.

We're not deep in the Arctic Circle, just on the outer edge. I can offer some basic assistance initially, but afterwards, you'll have to repay me double.

Sun Chengwu didn't mean he didn't want to help them, but he was worried that some people would develop a habit of reaping the benefits without sowing, relying on the help of others.

His team doesn't need these bloodsucking worms.

No one objected; they agreed, "Okay, we will definitely try our best."

Sun Chengwu made a third request: "If... I mean if, we don't find food and people die, we can survive by eating people."

However, killing is forbidden, and pointing weapons at one's comrades is forbidden, at any time!

These words had a significant impact on everyone, and many people were still in shock.

The weight of the words "cannibalism" weighs heavily on the hearts of those who are affected.

Guan Fu died because he killed people, not because he ate them.

Sun Chengwu is not a saint; even though people are almost all dead, he still clings to old ideas and refuses to let go.

He will even eat if necessary.

However, killing one's own comrade just to eat his flesh is a bottom line.

After a long while, a girl raised her hand and asked, "I don't want to be eaten. If I don't eat you, will you not eat me?"

Sun Chengwu said, "That's your choice, it has nothing to do with the survivors. After you die, your opinions will no longer matter."

Therefore, everyone should be prepared to eat others and be eaten.

If you can't accept it, then leave.

These words made the girl's already pale face turn even paler.

She covered her face with her hands and burst into tears.

After Sun Chengwu finished speaking, he ignored everyone's reactions, opened his suitcase, and placed the clothes stained with fuel next to the fire.

After baking for a while, the moisture on it evaporated, and then it burst into flames with a whoosh, burning even more intensely than usual.

Sun Chengwu immediately let go and threw the clothes into the fire.

The flames brought warmth, but the third condition Sun Chengwu had just mentioned was too terrifying, and a chill still ran down everyone's spine.

Ultimately, the girl and her boyfriend could not accept the third condition and chose to leave the group to find their own way to survive.

However, in Sun Chengwu's view, this behavior was tantamount to courting death.

In the Arctic, with limited food and suffering from hypothermia, the chances of survival are slim if one is separated from the group.

Sun Chengwu asked, "Is anyone else leaving?"

The crowd shook their heads.

Just then, Old Xu suddenly groaned and awoke from his unconsciousness. He weakly called out, "Little Sun, Little Sun, are you there?"

His gaze was blank; he was clearly looking in the direction of the crowd, but it was as if he couldn't see them anymore.

He raised his hand, looking bewildered. "Xiao Sun, is it dark yet?"

Why can't I see it?

Cough cough... cough cough cough...

Old Xu coughed a few times, and a smear of blood fell onto the snow-white ice.

Sun Chengwu knew he was not going to survive.

Sun Chengwu walked up to Old Man Xu, grabbed his hand and placed it on his arm, saying, "I'm here."

Old Xu breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and said, "I knew you'd survive. You're just as tough as my grandson."

Sun Chengwu didn't know what to say; his throat felt tight and uncomfortable.

But Old Xu seemed to know what was about to happen, and said with relief, "Don't fucking cry in front of this old man, hold it in."

I, an old man, want to be laid to rest, but in this wretched place, that seems unlikely.

If all else fails, just throw me into the sea; don't waste your energy digging this hole.