Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

"This...this is so cool!" Yue Wuyou exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Yan looked at the arrow tower in front of him with satisfaction.

Suddenly, a semi-transparent panel popped out and hovered in front of him:

[Connectable building detected: Arrow Tower (LV1)]

[Connect to the Sanctuary Core "Order Flame"?]

[After connection: The arrow tower will automatically be driven by the Holy Fire's range, without consuming additional firestones]

[Note: Running an arrow tower requires firestones when it is not connected.]

Ye Yan clicked "Yes" without hesitation.

Connection complete.

He immediately felt a strange connection.

It was as if the arrow tower had become a part of his body; he could sense its condition, the number of crossbow bolts, and even the angle of the shot.

The effective range of the arrow tower is exactly the radius of the sacred fire's protection—five meters.

Ye Yan looked back at Building 4 where he lived.

The snow had reached the second floor, and his room was on the fourth floor, only two floors above the ground.

A range of five meters is just enough to cover the open space in front of the building.

enough.

"Brother Ye, what can this tower do?" Le Wuyou asked, looking up with curiosity.

"Hunting wild animals."

Ye Yan clapped his hands.

"And incidentally, beat up those who don't know their place."

"Oh……"

Le Wuyou nodded as if he understood, and was about to ask again when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

"Someone's coming," Ye Yan said in a low voice.

The two turned around and saw two figures walking out of the stairwell.

They are a father and son.

My father's name was Lin Dagang. He was in his forties, wearing a bulging old military overcoat, his face covered with frostbite scars, and holding an iron pipe in his hand.

The son's name was Lin Xiaogang, thirteen or fourteen years old. He was wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, and his face still had the childishness unique to teenagers. He followed behind Lin Dagang, looking timid.

The father and son walked out of the building and immediately saw the arrow tower that had appeared out of nowhere. They both froze on the spot.

"This...when did this thing get here?" Lin Dagang's eyes widened, his mouth agape enough to fit an egg.

When he went out to find food last month, the area downstairs was just an empty space. How come there's a tower here when he came back?

"Dad, is this tower made of iron? There's fire on it..." Lin Xiaogang swallowed hard, his voice weak.

Lin Dagang didn't answer, his gaze shifting from the arrow tower to the two people in front of it.

A young man and a young woman.

The woman was wearing a pink down jacket, holding a doll in her arms, and had a sweet appearance.

The man was wearing a black trench coat and standing in the snow. He wasn't wearing a hat or scarf, but he didn't seem to be cold at all.

"Who are you...?"

Lin Dagang tentatively spoke.

"The one who lives in this building."

Ye Yan replied indifferently, showing no intention of saying anything more.

Lin Dagang wanted to ask more, but Lin Xiaogang had already recognized Le Wuyou, and his face turned red.

"Sister...Sister!"

Lin Xiaogang's voice was clearly nervous and shy.

"I went to look for you yesterday, but you weren't home. Where did you go?"

I'm staying at a friend's house.

Yue Wuyou smiled like an older sister and reached out to pat the boy's head.

"Don't worry, your sister is doing very well."

Lin Xiaogang's face turned even redder, his ears practically burning, and he stammered:

"That's...that's good...I thought something had happened to my sister..."

Ye Yan watched this scene with a slight smile on his lips.

"Hey, you two are going out?" He gestured with his chin toward the father and son.

"Yes...yes." Lin Dagang came to his senses and nodded. "We've been out of food for two days. We have to go out and find something to eat."

"Then be careful," Yue Wuyou waved at them, making the boy shrink back shyly.

The father and son wrapped themselves tightly in their clothes, ready to set off.

The boy took a few steps forward, then looked back at Le Wuyou, gritted his teeth, and mustered his courage to say:

"Sister, if we come back with extra food from our outing, I'll bring some back for you!"

Le Wuyou paused for a moment, then smiled:

"Okay, thank you."

The boy seemed to have received a tremendous reward, nodded vigorously, and turned to catch up with Lin Dagang.

Even after walking quite a distance, I couldn't help but look back several times.

After the father and son disappeared into the snowstorm, Ye Yan slowly spoke:

"That boy seems to like you."

"Please, that's illegal."

Le Wuyou rolled her eyes.

"I'm already eighteen! He's only thirteen or fourteen, just a little kid. I have no interest in him."

"They're just full of enthusiasm," Ye Yan teased.

"What enthusiasm?"

Le Wuyou pursed her lips and looked down at the baby in her arms.

"Besides, in this day and age, can liking something put food on the table? Can it be used as heating?"

She looked up at Ye Yan, then suddenly leaned closer and said with a grin:

"Holding you in my arms feels the most comfortable, warm, and safe."

Ye Yan took a step to the side without expression.

"Don't get so close."

"You're so stingy!" Le Wuyou pouted.

The wind and snow intensified again.

Ye Yan looked up at the arrow tower, then at the direction in which the father and son had disappeared.

It's over fifty degrees below zero outside, and there are snow wolves everywhere, as well as things even more dangerous than snow wolves.

Can two ordinary people come back alive?

He didn't think much of it.

In this apocalypse, everyone must take responsibility for their choices.

He only needs to take care of his own little plot of land.

"Let's go back." Ye Yan turned and walked towards the stairwell.

The motion-activated lights in the stairwell had long since stopped working; only the faint light emanating from Ye Yan illuminated the upward-reaching steps.

Le Wuyou followed behind him, and when they reached the corner on the second floor, she suddenly whispered:

"Ye Yan, do you think that father and son... will be able to find food?"

"I don't know."

In the shadows, a pair of eyes were fixed on the open space in front of the four buildings.

Those were people sent by Blind Liu, nicknamed "Monkey," who were experts in stealth and tracking.

He huddled behind a low wall between buildings 3 and 4, only half his head showing, his eyes fixed on the arrow tower that had appeared out of nowhere.

From Ye Yan taking out the flint, to the sacred fire being lit, and then to the arrow tower rising from the ground.

The monkey watched from beginning to end, its mouth opening wider and wider until its jaw almost fell off.

"Is this... a magic trick?"

He rubbed his eyes hard to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

The two-story-high iron behemoth stood in the snow, its crossbow bolts atop flaming and humming in the cold wind.

The monkey swallowed hard, took out its phone to take a picture, but its fingers were trembling with cold, and it couldn't press the right spot no matter how many times it tried.

Just then, Ye Yan and the woman holding the doll entered the building.

The footsteps faded into the distance.

The monkey breathed a sigh of relief and was about to change its angle to get a closer look when it suddenly heard a rustling sound behind it.

"Monkey, what are you looking at?"

He is Zhao Tianchen's man.

Two men in black cotton-padded coats approached from the other side. One of them had a muscular face and a crooked scorpion tattooed on his neck.

"Get lost, this is my blind brother's territory," the monkey said irritably.

"Pshaw, who cares?"

The man with the scorpion tattoo spat and swaggered toward the arrow tower.

"I'll see what this piece of junk is all about."

Before he could finish speaking...

brush--

A flash of fire pierced the wind and snow.

It's so fast that it's almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

The man with the scorpion tattoo had his head explode like a watermelon.

. . .