Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

What had just happened was witnessed by Sun Chengwu.

He was not surprised by the result.

Lin Can sighed, "Some people are just hopeless cases."

Sun Chengwu shook his head. "That's not how it is. Actually, they are very smart, and they are all very confident in themselves."

Survival also means danger.

But they wait for their companions to die, steal their flesh, grow stronger, and steal even more of their companions' flesh.

That's much smarter than wasting our energy pointlessly like this.

Lin Can revealed a disdainful expression, "Then what about you? You're so smart, why don't you do it this way?"

Sun Chengwu smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm just a fool."

Lin Can remained noncommittal, "Tch."

Undeterred by his initial setback, Richard ran up to the group again, blocking their path and loudly demanding, "Are you all just going to wait to die like this?"

Someone scoffed, "So what if you're dead? There's no rescue coming anyway. Just live one day at a time. Why waste your energy gambling on something uncertain?"

I'm certain I'll die later than all these people. As long as I'm the last to die, I can have all the flesh to myself.

"Once everyone is dead, there's no point in me living alone; I'll die on that day anyway."

Richard was somewhat astonished by his words; he found it hard to believe that such words came from a single person.

Wait until all his companions are dead, then eat their flesh to survive?

His worldview is collapsing.

Richard asked loudly, bewildered, "You have hands and feet, why would you do such a beastly thing?"

"Worse than animals?" someone scoffed. "You're talking without thinking. When you're so hungry you want to devour your own flesh, you don't think you're so noble anymore."

You have meat to eat and soup to drink.

We've been traveling all this way, enduring the northwest wind and drinking our fill of cold water.

In this situation, giving us something is better than teaching us this bullshit survival skills.

Richard said weakly, "Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Giving you food can only solve your immediate needs. Only by learning to hunt can you survive in the long run."

Then someone asked, "And then?"

Richard asked, "What?"

The man then asked, "What I'm asking is, what should we do about the problem of unequal distribution? I've learned it, but they haven't. Am I supposed to sacrifice myself and burn myself out to serve them?"

"I'm not their parent, so why should I?"

Rather than me suffering alone, we should all suffer together.

After all, there's a proverb that says, "No pain, no gain."

This opportunity to become a superior person is mine to give to you.

This remark drew a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Within this small group of people, there is a set of survival logics of their own, and Richard, being an outsider, is completely unable to shake their ideas.

No matter how he explained, it always came down to, "We're not learning it!"

Richard walked back dejectedly.

Sun Chengwu asked, "How is it?"

Richard shook his head, as if he had been greatly shocked.

For him, the world is about work and rewards.

But now, that understanding has collapsed.

Because there are still a lot of people who choose to let things slide, waiting for a windfall to fall from the sky.

Sun Chengwu asked, "Should we wait for you some more?"

Richard shook his head.

"Let's go then."

As he left this land, Richard kept looking back.

Guan Fulin led the survivors into the mountains, and it was unknown what kind of sparks would fly between these people waiting to die and the group of radicals on Li Mu's side.

I just hope everyone is safe and sound.

On the way back, everyone was hungry because they had run out of food.

Sun Chengwu made a ski and went into the mountains while everyone was resting, hoping to try his luck.

Sun Chengwu trudged through the snow for nearly two hours on makeshift skis before finally spotting a wild rabbit searching for food at the edge of a thicket.

He held his breath, slowly took the bow off his back, nocked an arrow, and drew the string.

The wooden bow made a slight creaking sound as it was drawn to its full extent.

The hare seemed to sense something and alertly pricked up its ears.

Without further hesitation, Sun Chengwu released the bowstring.

"Whoosh!"

The wooden arrow pierced the air and precisely embedded itself in the rabbit's neck.

The rabbit struggled a few times, then stopped moving.

Sun Chengwu breathed a sigh of relief, put away his bow, walked over through the snow, bent down and picked up the wild rabbit, which weighed about three or four pounds.

Although it wasn't big, it was enough for the group to make a pot of hot soup and have something to eat.

He weighed the contents and was about to turn back when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of eerie green eyes staring intently at him from a short distance to his side.

It's a wolf!

Sun Chengwu recognized him; he was the lone wolf who had tried to sneak into their tent at night.

The wound on Lone Wolf's ear had just healed and was quite noticeable.

It had clearly been following Sun Chengwu and his group for some time, only daring to show itself when Sun Chengwu was alone.

His body was not thin, but rather very strong, yet extremely ferocious.

Sun Chengwu's expression turned serious.

The gray wolf pushed off the ground with its hind legs and pounced straight at Sun Chengwu.

It moves at an extremely fast speed, covering a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

Sun Chengwu's heart pounded wildly. Almost instinctively, he threw away the wild rabbit he was holding.

As he retreated rapidly, he took down his bow again, nocked an arrow with lightning speed, and shot it at the charging gray wolf without even having time to aim carefully!

The arrow was fired hastily and at the wrong angle, making it impossible for it to hit the fast-moving gray wolf.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow grazed the snow in front of the gray wolf, passing by its scalp.

Even though the shot missed, the gray wolf's body suddenly stiffened.

It looked at the bow in Sun Chengwu's hand, made a whimpering sound, and dared not move forward.

Clearly, he also recognized the weapon that could damage it from a distance.

Sun Chengwu seized the opportunity and nocked an arrow again.

This time, he patiently aimed, the arrow aimed at the gray wolf's forehead.

The gray wolf stared intently at Sun Chengwu, its low growl turning into an uneasy whimper. Its tail, tucked between its legs, tightened even more unconsciously, and it even took a slight step back.

A few seconds later, the gray wolf seemed to have made a decision. Without further hesitation, it turned around, tucked its tail between its legs, and galloped away into the depths of the dense forest without looking back.

Sun Chengwu kept his bow drawn until he was sure the gray wolf was really far away before slowly lowering the bow.

He exhaled a long breath of white air, feeling his back soaked with cold sweat.

For a brief moment, he truly thought he was going to die here.

Sun Chengwu frowned deeply as he looked in the direction where the gray wolf had disappeared.

This wolf actually followed them here; it seems the two sides are determined to fight to the death.

With such a sudden heavy snowfall, even the polar animals couldn't withstand the hunger and went out to find food.

Sun Chengwu picked up the rabbit, glanced again in the direction the gray wolf had fled, and then turned and walked towards the camp.