Extreme Cold Apocalypse: My Shelter is Full of Beautiful Women

Chapter 29: Shelter Upgrade Conditions, A Team That Suddenly Appears.

One, two, three — ten, two —

He reached into the wolf carcass's abdomen, pulled out a still-warm flint, and casually tossed it into the cloth bag at his feet.

The cloth bag was already more than half full.

In just one hour, he had 200 flints in his hand.

But that's far from enough.

because.

[Hint: Upgrading the "Sanctuary Sequence Core Order Flame" requires 500 Firestones]

That's right.

When the flint reached a certain point, a voice suddenly rang in his mind.

These are the conditions for upgrading the Holy Flame of Order.

The upgraded Olympic flame now covers an area of ​​50 meters, a tenfold increase!

It can even support the energy output of more sequence creations.

That's right. The reason these arrow towers can keep firing arrows without consuming flint is because they are connected to the core Order Flame of the Sanctuary.

As for the limits of support?

Ye Yan wasn't sure either, but he figured a few more arrow towers wouldn't be enough.

Therefore, upgrading the sacred flame is imperative for Ye Yan, and he must collect enough firestones by today. "That's about it."

Ye Yan stood up and patted the blood off his hands.

His gaze swept across the battlefield.

Liu the Blind was panting, Jiang Yu was wiping the blood off her face, and Zhao Tianchen's left hand was starting to ulcerate.

Survivors in other buildings suffered heavy casualties, with cries of agony echoing throughout.

The flint beneath Ye Yan's feet was growing at a visible rate.

Every snow wolf that dies under the arrow tower contributes a flint to him.

Each flint can be transformed into a new arrow tower.

The more snow wolves kill, the more arrow towers he has.

The more arrow towers there are, the faster the snow wolf will die.

This is a perfect cycle.

"It's almost time."

Ye Yan dusted off his hands and walked towards the stairwell.

There, the fat man, Shen Xinyi, and the tall, thin boy were panting as they piled a bunch of wood and iron on the snow.

Ah Jie stood to the side, expressionless, holding several iron pipes in his hand, like a walking corpse.

"Put it there."

Ye Yan pointed to the empty space beneath his feet.

The materials are piled up.

He crouched down and took out ten flints from his bag.

The sacred flame appeared from the palm of his hand.

Golden flames danced in the wind and snow, illuminating everyone's faces.

Wood, iron, and flint, drawn by the sacred flame, slowly rose into the air, merging, recombining, and shaping into the sixth arrow tower, which rose from the ground.

"What?!"

Liu the Blind's shadow and whiskers suddenly retracted.

He stared wide-eyed, his mouth agape, as if he could fit an egg in it, his expression shifting from exhaustion to horror, and then to fear.

"Is this guy limitless?"

For the first time, cracks appeared on Jiang Yu's perpetually icy face.

Zhao Tianchen's smile froze on his face.

He was waving his hand to corrode a snow wolf, his hand frozen in mid-air, forgetting to retract it. Black mist swirled around his fingertips, but he didn't release it.

He looked at the new arrow tower, then at Ye Yan.

"He's using the wolf pack's flint—to build towers and kill wolves—"

Zhao Tianchen gritted his teeth, his voice squeezed out from deep in his throat like a wild beast's growl.

"What the hell is this cycle?"

. . .

In front of the four buildings.

Ye Yan has already built the sixth arrow tower.

The six arrow towers were arranged in a fan shape, with crossbows firing in a staggered pattern, creating an impenetrable network of fire.

Any snow wolf that enters within five meters will be hit by at least three rockets simultaneously in the next second.

No wolf could get close to Building 4.

There wasn't one.

The snow wolf's carcass was piled up like a small mountain in front of the building. Its blood melted the snow and ice, then quickly froze, forming a dark red ice surface.

Ye Yan pulled the flints out of the wolf carcass one by one and threw them into the cloth bag.

The bag was full.

He changed to another one.

Ye Yan sat on the steps, crossed his legs, and held up a cup of hot tea.

Qi Rushuang still held his left arm, and Le Wuyou still clung to his right arm.

Three people, one cup of tea, and six arrow towers.

Behind him was a warm and cozy sanctuary, while in front of him lay a blood-soaked killing field.

The scene was so eerie that it left people speechless.

The fat man squatted to the side, his gaze towards Ye Yan having changed from "admiration" to "awe".

That awe of power beyond comprehension is like the gaze of ancient people looking up at thunder and lightning.

Shen Xinyi crossed her arms and looked at Qi Rushuang's flushed face, feeling extremely envious.

Ah Jie stood at the farthest point, watching the scene before him, filled with envy.

Why should I?!

Why can he do this, while I can only cower in a corner!

and many more!

He took so many strange, hot stones. Did he absorb those stones to become so strong?

Isn't that how it's always written in novels?

Absorb spirit stones to cultivate, and absorb zombie head crystals to advance your level!

Yes, it must be so!

can.

How do we get that flint?

A glint of light flashed in Ah Jie's eyes. So many pieces. We just need to sneak a few when he tells us to pick them up, and we'll definitely not be discovered.

When the time comes, once he absorbs those stones and awakens the sequence pathway, he will definitely save his teacher from the fire and water!

"Um, that, Mr. Ye," Ah Jie managed to say, his face full of flattery, "We can help you collect those stones on the ground."

"Oh"

Ye Yan glanced at A-Jie indifferently. When did this guy become so savvy?

"Can"

Ye Yan was naturally happy to not have to lift a finger, as he had originally planned to let them rest while they went to collect the items.

As for stealing?

Ha ha.

If you have the guts, you can give it a try.

But that's not the point right now.

"Damn it."

In the distance, Blind Liu finally couldn't hold on any longer.

His shadow and whiskers had completely disappeared, and he slumped down at the entrance of the stairwell, panting heavily.

His men surrounded him; some offered him water, some helped him up, and some were crying.

"Blind man, there are too many wolves, let's retreat!"

"withdraw?"

Liu the Blind Man gave a bitter laugh and looked up at the still-surging eerie green lights.

"Where to retreat to?"

He paused, then turned to look in the direction of Building 4.

The firelight of the six arrow towers flickered in the wind and snow, like six stars that would never fall.

Building 5 is much easier because of the two arrow towers there.

"That kid—is he a human or a ghost?"

Jiang Yu also retreated to the entrance of the stairwell.

Three bloody scratches appeared on her face, cuts from shards of the ice wall. Her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving violently, but her eyes remained as cold as ice.

"Sister Yu, how about we go to Building 4?" the subordinate suggested cautiously.

"I'm not going."

Jiang Yu interrupted her, her tone cold and hard.

"He is him, and I am me."

But she didn't look away from Building 4.

In that gaze, there was resentment, wariness, and a hint of—

She felt an envy that she herself was unwilling to admit.

If she had such an arrow tower, she wouldn't have to fight in the wind and snow herself.

If she had such arrow towers, her men would not have suffered such heavy casualties.

If she had such an arrow tower.

She won't have to work so hard.

"Of the sexes!"

At this point, Liu the Blind finally compromised.

"How much is your arrow tower?"

. . .

Now, on another occasion.

Outside the residential area.

A group of people were trudging along with difficulty.

They were dressed in uniform green camouflage uniforms, with white snow camouflage suits over them, cold-weather helmets on their heads, and windproof masks covering their faces, leaving only their eyes visible.

Each person held a rifle, muzzle pointing downwards.

The ranks were orderly, and the steps were steady.

In the snow and wind of minus fifty degrees Celsius, not a single person shivered, and not a single person fell behind.

Their target was the Harmony Community where Ye Yan lived!