Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

"Is there a problem with that?"

Le Wuyou held the doll, looking puzzled.

"How do you think those signal stations can function properly in this extreme cold where even the power grid can't operate normally?"

"Our country has advanced technology?" Le Wuyou said matter-of-factly.

Qi Rushuang rolled her eyes at her.

"No matter how advanced the technology, it's useless in the face of nature. Not to mention this once-in-a-millennium cold wave, which caused the whole world to snow at the same time."

"What proof do you have!" Le Wuyou pouted defiantly.

"The evidence is that you cannot view network information in other cities."

"What?"

Le Wuyou was stunned for a moment, then quickly picked up her phone and started searching.

She tried searching for news from the neighboring city, but the page kept loading for a long time before finally displaying the message: "Network connection failed."

She tried a few more, but they were all the same.

Only local information is available.

"The signal is limited to this city..."

Le Wuyou muttered to himself, his face turning somewhat pale.

But she quickly found another reason for herself.

"But doesn't this also show that the authorities made sacrifices to ensure communication? Concentrating resources to protect the local network is very reasonable."

"How can you still not understand?"

Qi Rushuang covered her head, looking at him with a disappointed expression.

"Current technology simply cannot transmit signals without a power supply. Base stations need power, switches need power, and your phone needs to be charged. Now the entire city is without power, so who do you think is supplying these things with electricity?"

She paused, then said:

"Even if the authorities have backup power, it would be a miracle if it lasted a month. But have you ever considered that if it really is the authorities maintaining communications, why haven't we received any official messages until now?"

These words were like a bucket of cold water, leaving Le Wuyou speechless.

"If the authorities have the capability to maintain signal strength, they will definitely use it to calm public sentiment. They would issue a statement telling everyone that 'rescue is on the way,' or provide some survival guidelines; these are the most basic actions."

Ye Yan took over the conversation, his voice low and somber:

"But now, there's absolutely no official information online. Not a single piece."

He paused, a look of realization flashing in his eyes.

"This only proves one thing: the signal is not being maintained by the authorities."

"Who is that?" Yue Wuyou asked.

"Teacher Qi guessed that the signal was maintained by someone's pathway sequence," Ye Yan said.

Qi Rushuang nodded.

Le Wuyou's eyes widened:

"Are there really people with such strange sequences?"

"That's not strange at all."

Ye Yan waved his hand.

"In this kind of apocalypse, anything is possible."

"Well, this person is actually quite nice."

Le Wuyou crossed his arms, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

"They're actually letting us use the signal for free. If it were one of the Big Three tech giants, they would have already asked us for a monthly fee."

"hehe."

Qi Rushuang sneered.

"free?"

She looked at Le Wuyou with the same gaze she would give an innocent child.

"As a teacher, I know one thing best: nothing in this world is free. Doctors, nurses, teachers—everyone thinks they should be selfless. But even selfless people need to eat and survive."

"Truly free things simply cannot last."

It was precisely because she understood this that she hesitated to take action until now, when she finally came to find Ye Yan.

Because she knew that she would pay a price for coming here.

And now it's quite clear what she can do.

She really liked one of the quotes.

Every gift from fate comes with a hidden price tag.

"You suspect that person can directly spy on the information we send?" Ye Yan bluntly pointed out.

"It's not a doubt."

Qi Rushuang shook her head, her tone resolute.

"If that person is capable of doing it, then they will definitely do it."

As she spoke, she took out two phones and, in front of Ye Yan and Le Wuyou, sent a text message to the other phone.

The message was very simple, containing only two words: 【Help】

however.

The phone was not received.

Not a single one.

However, other normal chat content and emojis can still be sent and received as usual.

"This is……"

Le Wuyou's eyes widened, and then he suddenly remembered something, his voice changing tone.

"Did some of the messages I sent fail to send?"

"That's right."

Qi Rushuang nodded.

"That person has set up message blocking. Words like 'help,' 'request for help,' and 'rescue' are directly blocked. Since he can block them, he can definitely see every message we send."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Le Wuyou's face changed from white to red, then from red to green:

"Then everything I posted in the group these past few days... has been seen by everyone?"

"It's not just about looking at the light."

Ye Yan sneered.

"In a time of information isolation, intelligence can determine life and death. He knows who has food and who has run out of ammunition; he knows who has awakened what ability and who is plotting what. With just a little provocation, he can make people kill each other."

He paused, his eyes turning cold.

"Now I finally understand why the riots occurred in other buildings but we in Building 4 were completely unaware. The wind and snow isolated the buildings, and cell phones were the only source of information. And whoever controlled this source could decide which messages you saw and which you didn't."

Le Wuyou hugged the doll tightly, her voice trembling:

"Then... what should I do? I don't want to be like someone who's running naked online..."

"There's no need to worry too much about that."

Qi Rushuang's tone softened a bit: "That sequence awakener shouldn't be too smart, otherwise we wouldn't have discovered the clues so easily."

"So you mean, we shouldn't discuss important things on our phones?"

"Yes. Don't send sensitive information on your phone, and don't save any important information on your phone."

Ye Yan suddenly remembered something and looked at Qi Rushuang:

"Can you build a simple cell tower? It doesn't need to be complicated, just enough to cover the neighborhood and send short text messages."

Qi Rushuang hesitated for a moment, then nodded:

"I have some knowledge in this area... I can give it a try. But I need materials, and I can't guarantee how well it will turn out."

"I'll take care of the materials."

After Ye Yan finished speaking, he noticed that Qi Rushuang seemed hesitant to speak.

"If only... if only my best friend were here," Qi Rushuang said softly. "She studied internet information technology and knows about this."

"impossible."

Ye Yan refused outright.

"The snow outside is too deep, and you can't even see the road, let alone the fact that she lives far away."

Qi Rushuang lowered her head, knowing that this was wishful thinking.

"Should I still send this message?" Le Wuyou held up her phone, the screen showing the message she hadn't sent to her cousin yet.

"hair."

Ye Yan chuckled softly.

"Why not send it? Send it and see how he replies."

Le Wuyou bit her lip, hesitated for two seconds, and then pressed the send button.

Drop drop drop.

Before the message was even sent, my phone rang.

The neighborhood group chat exploded with discussion.

Someone posted a photo: in the snow, several mangled corpses, and next to them crouched several giant, pure white wolves with eerie green eyes.

It's a wild beast! A snow wolf!