Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

It really exploded.

The flaming arrow pierced his left eye socket and exited through the back of his head, bringing with it a cloud of blood and bone fragments.

The arrow, still powerful, embedded itself in the snow behind him, burning a charred crater where the melted snow hissed.

The man's body remained in a forward-walking posture, frozen for two seconds.

then.

boom!

crashed down.

Blood gushed from the empty eye sockets, spreading across the white snow in a horrifying sight.

The air freezes.

The remaining subordinate of Zhao Tianchen, Zhao Er, collapsed to the ground, his legs giving way.

"Ah, ah," he opened his mouth, as if trying to shout.

But what suddenly happened before his eyes completely overturned his expectations.

The corpse seemed to decompose rapidly, turning into a pool of black water that spread outwards. Just as it was about to touch Zhao Er, the black water solidified.

Monkeys react faster.

He was lying face down on the ground, trembling all over, and didn't even dare to lift his head.

The crossbow bolts at the top of the arrow tower slowly rotated, their burning arrowheads pointing in another direction, like a never-sleeping eye coldly scanning the open space in front of the tower.

No one dared to move.

Even the wind dares not blow.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Er finally regained his composure and quickly retreated.

"What, what exactly is that thing?!"

He scrambled backward, his pants soaked, his eyes filled with terror.

Both the rocket that suddenly shot out and the companion that suddenly melted overturned his understanding.

Only at that moment did he truly understand.

There is a chasm-like gap between the awakened and humans.

Not just in terms of strength, but also in terms of morality.

By what right do these awakened beings so easily take the lives of others?

For a moment, he was filled with resentment and anger.

But he quickly suppressed those emotions.

"What... what kind of monster is this?"

The monkey looked terrified and moved backward inch by inch, its eyes fixed on the arrow tower, afraid that it would shoot a second arrow.

Only after retreating more than ten meters away and confirming that he was out of that terrifying range did he suddenly stand up and run away.

The snow is too deep; I can't run fast.

He tumbled and crawled, falling three or four times, his knees hitting the ice shards, bleeding all over his legs, but he felt no pain.

Only one thought was racing through my mind:

I must go back and tell Blind Brother.

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Building 3, Liu the Blind's room.

Say it again.

Liu the Blind Man narrowed his one eye into a slit, and his voice was so low that it sent chills down one's spine.

The monkey was kneeling on the ground, its whole body still trembling.

His trouser legs were soaked through with snow water, and the wound on his knee was still bleeding, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment.

"Blind Brother, that kid can conjure a tower out of thin air! Just like that, with a 'whoosh,' iron and wood fly up and piece together to form a two-story tower! There are even crossbow bolts on top of the tower, and they're on fire!"

The monkey swallowed hard, its voice trembling.

"Zhao Tianchen's men tried to get a closer look, and the arrow—it just shot out by itself! I didn't even see how it was shot, and the man's head was gone! Like, like a watermelon smashed by a hammer!"

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Liu the Blind Man slowly leaned back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with his right eye, tapping his fingers on the armrest.

"You shot it yourself?"

"It shot itself! Nobody touched it, the tower just moved by itself!"

"interesting……"

Liu the Blind muttered to himself, then suddenly laughed. There was no warmth in that laugh.

"So, that kid isn't holding on alone. His 'thing' can keep watch for him."

"Brother Blind, that tower is too eerie, let's not touch it."

"Shut up."

Liu the Blind raised his hand, and the monkey immediately fell silent.

"Pass down the message: from today onwards, don't touch anyone from Building 4. Especially that guy surnamed Ye."

"What about Zhao Tianchen?"

"Zhao Tianchen?"

Liu the Blind grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Let him touch it. It's his man who will die, not mine."

He paused, then added:

"You continue to monitor from a distance. I need to know the extent of that arrow tower's capabilities."

"Ah, okay," the monkey nodded and left.

Liu the Blind Man played with the flint in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Is this the officially announced method for creating items?"

No, it doesn't seem like it.

Because it's too exaggerated.

He had seen an Awakened One of the Creation Path under the command of the official base, and it was impossible for him to simply use simple materials to build the arrow tower that the monkey had described.

Furthermore, the arrow tower could even operate on its own.

Rather than calling it a building, the arrow tower was more like a massive sequence of creations!

"Hmm"

Suddenly, Liu the Blind Man covered his eyes, a flash of pain crossing his face.

"This is?"

"A beast tide?!"

. . .

Nine buildings, nine stories high.

Room 909.

At this moment, Zhao Tianchen's expression changed repeatedly after listening to his subordinate's report.

"What did you say? A tower that shoots arrows by itself?"

"Yes...yes, boss."

Zhao Tianchen knelt on the ground, the urine stains on his pants still wet, his voice trembling with sobs.

"The sixth brother went over and took a look, and the tower... and..."

"Just kill him?"

"His head is gone..."

Zhao Tianchen remained silent for a long time.

He slowly took off the glove on his right hand and looked at the festering skin on his palm.

Pus seeped out, running down the lines of his palm and dripping onto the floor, corroding tiny pits.

"A tower that can shoot arrows by itself..."

He repeated it, and then suddenly laughed.

It was as if the hunter had discovered that the prey was more difficult to deal with than he had imagined, and he laughed excitedly.

"Interesting. That's fucking interesting."

He stood up and put his gloves back on.

"Go, send a few more men, don't get close, keep watch from a distance. I need to know how far that tower can shoot, how often it fires, and if there are any blind spots."

"besides,"

He paused, a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.

"Go and get a few snow wolves."

"Boss, you mean...?"

"Let that beast try out the bottom of that tower first."

Zhao Tianchen walked to the wall, picked up a black crossbow, and slowly checked the bowstring.

"I'd like to see how many kills his tower can take."

He placed the crossbow on the table and turned to look at the wind and snow outside the window.

"Even an Awakened One cannot create a creation with inexhaustible energy. That arrow tower definitely has a limit."

"The limit lies in the energy behind it."

Zhao Tianchen paused, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Once the energy runs out, it's just a piece of scrap metal."

"Boss is wise!" Zhao Er quickly flattered.

"Also," Zhao Tianchen raised his hand, "have someone create a disturbance in the community group chat and question that Ye Yan."

At this point, he curled his lips into a sneer.

"Why should people kill others at will?"

"But," Zhao Er looked troubled and shrank his neck, "I'm afraid that person won't let us send it out."

"snort!"

Zhao Tianchen snorted coldly, a glint of cold light flashing in his eyes.

"That damn guy, does he really think he can control everything? There are limits to ability. How much can he block? Let him try."

"yes!"

Zhao Er accepted the order and turned to leave.

. . .