Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

Chapter 324 - 316: Contradiction

"Comfy ah...." Mr. Wang let out a satisfied moan in comfort.

Through the iron plate beneath his buttocks, a fierce and intense warmth reached him, making him shiver twice from the heat.

Then, he didn't dare to waste time, he took advantage of the heat to soak the bread in the pot of water and gulped it down.

It was scalding hot. His mouth was a bit reddened by the burn, but as the warm food and water passed through his throat into his stomach,

he felt warmth in his belly which soon spread to his whole body.

Clang! Mr. Wang quickly placed the empty pot beside the bed, then laid down on the bed and covered himself tightly with the quilt.

He intended to take advantage of the warmth to sleep well.

The room's windows were covered with fog.

Inside, the temperature had almost reached minus ten degrees Celsius.

This was achieved by burning for nearly twenty minutes, combined with the heat emanating from Mr. Wang himself to warm up this small room once sealed off.

This was already considered a relatively high temperature for those days.

Under normal circumstances, when there was a blizzard outside, the outdoor temperature could drop to minus forty degrees Celsius, but indoors, with the doors and windows shut tight, it could stay at minus twenty-something degrees.

There would be a temperature difference of nearly twenty degrees.

But it was precisely this difference of twenty degrees that allowed some people to barely survive. Buried under their quilts in temperatures of minus ten or twenty degrees, they used them to fend off the cold.

Right then, Mr. Wang was lying on the hot iron plate after it was burned, and having eaten some hot food just now, his body's heat made the quilt warm.

The quilt layers, warmed by the heat emitting from Mr. Wang's body, then returned the warmth back to him.

"So warm." This was the last thing Mr. Wang said before he fell into sleep.

At the same time.

In the room beneath Mr. Wang's, which had a similar layout. It just seemed more empty.

In this room, wooden furniture and even plastic materials suitable for burning were all gone.

A thin man in thick clothes was pacing back and forth in the empty room.

It seemed he was trying to raise his body temperature by walking.

Maybe because he felt warmer after a walk, or perhaps because he was tired from walking for a long time, this man with a scar on his face soon crawled under the quilt.

The quilt was filthy, and the man shivered inside it.

This ground-floor room looked as if it hadn't been renovated, pristine and clear.

The man curled up into a ball, seemingly forgetting that his wife was still outside

Ke Hanyu isn't ready to have a large-scale conflict with Hua Chuanlong and his people just yet.

Once guns fire, neither side would have it easy.

Thus, Ke Hanyu turned his gaze to Boss Wu, who was sitting in the center.