Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

Right now, in the group chat.

The news is flooding social media.

Someone posted a picture of an arrow tower.

In the photo, a dark red iron tower stands on the snow in front of four buildings, with crossbow bolts on top burning with an inextinguishable flame, standing out conspicuously in the wind and snow.

What is that thing downstairs in Building 4? Who built it?

I didn't see it when I went downstairs, but it was there when I came back...

When did this thing appear under Building 4?

Why don't they remember?

Built?

It's over -50 degrees Celsius outside, who would build it?

And those arrows on the arrow tower, stained with flames, are clearly not ordinary.

The people in the group weren't stupid either. Connecting the poster's strange power with the rumors about Awakened Ones online, they immediately realized that this was something done by an Awakened One.

Just how powerful an awakened being would it take to build this thing overnight?

Could it have been Ye Yan who did this? Didn't he say he was going to protect Building 4 by himself?

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Er sent a message, his tone righteous and stern, beginning his accusations and causing panic:

"That arrow tower killed people! My brother, Lao Liu, was shot to death by that arrow tower! His head was gone! Look at the blood on the ground!"

He included a photo.

On the snow, a pool of black water froze, and the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen.

The surrounding snow was stained dark red, a shocking sight.

The group chat instantly erupted in chaos.

Murder? Really?

[Oh my god, that arrow tower can kill people? Doesn't that mean we residents of Building 4 are in danger?]

Sister-in-law Zhao: [I knew that kid was unreliable! What right does a mere youth have to protect a building?]

Wait, who did that arrow tower kill? And why did it kill him?

Zhao Er quickly replied: "My brother, Lao Liu, just happened to pass by and glanced at it, and the arrow tower fired by itself! Without even a warning! Isn't this indiscriminate killing?"

There was silence in the group for about ten seconds.

Then, the wind direction began to change.

A middle-aged woman named "Sister Wang" sent a voice message, her voice trembling:

"This...this is terrifying! There's a self-destructing tower downstairs? Who would dare go out after this? Where's Ye Yan? @YeYan, come out here and explain yourself!"

"Exactly! Did you put this arrow tower up? What right do you have to place such a dangerous thing in the neighborhood?"

"What if it misses and hits our window? My child is only five years old!"

"It must be demolished! If it's not demolished, we will file a joint complaint!"

The people in Building 4 also wavered.

The neighbors who were just moments ago supporting Ye Yan have now turned against him and are complaining in the group chat.

[Ye Yan, what exactly are you trying to do? We agreed to let you protect Building 4, but we didn't agree to you placing deadly weapons downstairs!]

Exactly! Are you protecting us or harming us?

[I suggest we re-select patrol personnel and let Ye Yan dismantle the tower!]

Ye Yan lay on the sofa, her head resting on Qi Rushuang's soft thighs, holding her phone and scrolling through the group messages one by one.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

"These people... are absolutely despicable!"

Le Wuyou slumped on another sofa, his long legs propped up on the armrests, staring at his phone screen with gritted teeth.

"What a slanderer! They were the ones who started the trouble first, and now they're turning around and blaming us!"

Qi Rushuang looked down at Ye Yan, who was resting his head on her lap, pursed her lips, and her voice was filled with undisguised worry.

"Ye... Ye Yan, if this continues, you will be treated as a murderer."

"Oh?"

Ye Yan raised his hand, pinched Qi Rushuang's chin, and gently lifted it up, looking at that exquisite face that was almost perfect.

"Is the teacher worried about me?"

Qi Rushuang's face instantly turned red, burning all the way to her ears.

She tried to turn her head away, but found that her chin was being pinched so tightly that she couldn't move it at all.

"I...I just..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, her eyes darting around in a panic, unsure of where to look.

How come she hadn't noticed before—that Ye Yan was so...so audacious!

"Hey! There's an innocent 18-year-old female college student here!"

Le Wuyou stared at the two of them speechlessly, the doll in her hand deformed from her grip.

"Can you please stop showing off your love?"

She sat up from the sofa, hugging her doll, and said angrily:

"If you get slandered, the residents will think you're a murderer! They'll be the first to kick you out!"

"rest assured."

Ye Yan released Qi Rushuang's chin, picked up her phone again, and slowly typed on the screen.

In truth, the accusations made in the group chat weren't exactly slander.

The arrow tower did indeed kill someone.

That unlucky guy, for some reason, was identified as a monster by the arrow tower.

Ye Yan's order to the arrow tower was simply to "shoot and kill monsters," and the arrow tower merely carried out the order faithfully.

As for why that living person was identified as a monster...

Ye Yan had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Either Zhao Tianchen was behind it, using some means to "mark" that person as an abnormal target;

Either the person in question is just not right.

For example, he is no longer purely human.

But whatever the reason, it doesn't change the fact that his arrow tower did kill people.

only.

Ye Yan smiled and sent out a message:

Is there any evidence?

The group chat was silent for a moment.

Zhao Er replied almost instantly:

The black liquid on the ground is proof! That's my brother Lao Liu's body!

【Oh. 】

Ye Yan typed slowly.

If you hadn't told me, I would have thought it was black water spilled on the ground.

【you--!】

Zhao Er was so angry he almost smashed his phone.

Ye Yan continued posting:

[Furthermore, the father and son who went down today can testify that they walked past the arrow tower, and the tower didn't shoot at them.]

So here's the question: why didn't the arrow tower shoot at anyone else, but instead shot at your brother?

Is there something wrong with your brother, or... are you making this up?

The group chat exploded again.

Yes, I saw that father and son too; they definitely returned safely.

So, does that mean the arrow towers just kill anyone they see?

What exactly did Zhao Er's brother do?

The wind direction began to reverse.

Ye Yan added fuel to the fire:

[Also, if you think my arrow towers aren't safe, then I'm not going to care about Building 4 anymore. You'll have to go down and patrol your own territory, hunt wild animals yourselves, and figure out how to survive.]

I don't care, I can live a good life on my own anyway.

The moment this news came out, the people in Building 4 panicked.

[No, no, no! Ye Yan, please don't abandon us!]

[Exactly! That arrow tower is great; I feel very safe there!]

[Zhao Er, stop slandering people! Your brother asked for his own death, what does it have to do with Ye Yan?]

Support Ye Yan! Support Arrow Tower!

Seeing the fence-sitters instantly turn against him, Zhao Tianchen was so angry that he slammed his phone against the wall.

That guy surnamed Ye is such a master at manipulating people!

"Heh... He's only arrogant for a short time."

Zhao Tianchen took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Boss?" Zhao Er asked cautiously.

"us..."

Rumble!

Before he could finish speaking, a muffled tremor suddenly came from afar, as if some enormous creature was running across the snow.

The entire building was trembling slightly.

Zhao Tianchen rushed to the window and pulled back the curtains.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

Outside the residential area, at the edge of the snowfield, a group of white figures were moving quickly.

It wasn't just one or two.

It's a group.

A dark mass stood out starkly against the white snow.

They ran extremely fast, and the snow mist they stirred up resembled a giant dragon, swirling in the cold wind.

. . .