Global Collapse

Chapter 225 The Cuckoo Spirit Battles the Thunder and Lightning King!
If the evening news were still broadcast, Gu Mian imagined that the female anchor who was always on the TV screen would be reporting on the typhoons making landfall across the country with a stern face.

Gu Mian doesn't watch TV much, and he rarely watches the news broadcast, but every time he turns on the TV and the news channel comes on, he is shocked by the serious face of the female anchor on the screen.

It's a pity that the evening news program is no longer broadcast.

It's estimated that even the meteorological bureau's forecast has become a mere shell, and players will likely face even more natural disasters in the future—without weather forecasts.

The night was still very dark, and the only light outside the window was from the supermarket in the distance.

The players downstairs were still shouting and yelling, and the wind and rain outside kept hitting the windows, making Gumian wonder if the window in the living room would also be smashed by the strong wind.

"Speaking of which..." the fat man shivered in the darkness, "Doctor, I feel a little cold..."

It's February now, the cold winter is over, and hardly anyone is still wearing heavy down jackets and cotton-padded coats.

Gu Mian knew that the fat man wasn't too afraid of the cold, so this time he wore thermal underwear, a yellowish-brown turtleneck sweater, and on top of that, a green overcoat that looked like a military coat, with a hood attached to the top.

Fatty often emphasized to Gu Mian that the sweater was light brown, not scat yellow, but Gu Mian still thought scat yellow was easier to remember.

The hotel doesn't have heating, but even wearing such thick clothes, you don't usually feel cold inside.

But at this moment, Fatty felt as if he were frozen to the bone, as if he were outdoors in a freezing cold. The surrounding walls seemed useless, and he was surrounded by cold air that could almost freeze the water in his cup.

The biting wind seemed to have penetrated the room, and the cold air surrounded the three of them. The fat man felt his hands and feet were freezing cold, and he wished he could wrap himself in a blanket immediately.

"Damn it!" His teeth started chattering involuntarily. "It's so cold!"

Even the fat man felt cold, and those in the corridor and living room felt even colder, as if they had turned into freezers just taken out of the refrigerator. At this moment, they didn't care whether they knew each other or not, and they leaned on each other in an attempt to get some warmth.

At this temperature, even if people huddle together for warmth, they can't last long. Some people have already lost feeling in their hands and feet, and their minds may collapse before their bodies even freeze.

it's too cold!
Even though the surrounding walls can block the cold wind, it's still too cold!
Gu Mian glanced at the fat man, whose teeth were chattering from the cold, and said, "Go back and cover yourself with a blanket first."

"Okay," the fat man agreed immediately, eager to crawl into the blankets. But as he turned to walk back into the room, he suddenly realized that Gu Mian wasn't wearing much either.

The fat man glanced at the doctor standing next to him.

Inside, she wore a black low-cut sweater that almost reached her collarbone, and on the outside, she wore a white lab coat that didn't seem to offer much protection against the cold.

The fat man's teeth chattered: "Doctor, did you secretly put on a heat pack behind my back?"

Where am I supposed to find a hand warmer? Gu Mian gave him a push: "Go and wrap yourself in the blankets."

The fat man nodded in agreement, glancing at Chu Changge beside him as he did so.

Ah!
This guy is dressed even more lightly than the doctor next to him.

He was only wearing a brown turtleneck sweater, without even a coat, but Chu Changge didn't seem to be shivering from the cold.

The fat man muttered as he quickly shrank back under the covers: "This is the first time I've realized you guys aren't afraid of the cold at all..."

Gu Mian wasn't particularly afraid of the cold; the current temperature only made him shiver slightly. He wasn't afraid of the cold either, nor was he particularly afraid of the heat.

He's the kind of person who only feels slightly hot wearing a sweater in the sweltering summer. Perhaps because life often seems to target him, God gave him a constitution that keeps him warm in winter and cool in summer.

It's not summer yet, and Gu Mian thinks that if it were summer, that bastard Fatty might beg and plead to cling to her like an ice cube.

The fat man, who hadn't yet become a complete idiot, had already wrapped himself in the blanket and closed his eyes. But even in bed, he wasn't very still: "Doctor, it's still so loud outside. What if the window in the room breaks in the wind and shards of glass fly over and hurt me?"

Gu Mian glanced at the fat man who was wrapped tightly in the blanket on the bed: "How about I put Xiao Hong on you? That way the glass will only hurt her, not you."

Little Red, who was mounted on the sofa, stirred, as if to protest against the suggestion.

However, the telepathic communication device hanging around her neck did not voice any objection.

Upon hearing this, the fat man quickly shook his head and refused, saying, "Never mind, never mind."

After refusing, he seemed to be ready to go to sleep. Before long, Gu Mian heard snoring coming from the bed. Although the fat guy said he was nervous, he fell asleep faster than anyone else.

The wind was still howling outside, and the glass windows in the living room looked like they might shatter at any moment. Chu Changge glanced at Gu Mian and asked, "Aren't you planning to sleep tonight?"

Gu Mian checked the time: "It's already past 2 a.m., I won't be able to get more sleep in a few hours."

He paused for a moment and then added, "Anyway, I don't sleep much."

Chu Changge didn't seem to have any intention of going to sleep. He looked out the window and asked, "Do you think the wind will stop by dawn?"

“I’m afraid not,” Gu Mian shook her head. “Besides, judging from the current situation, it’s going to be very chaotic here tonight. We’d better stay awake to deal with any emergencies.”

At this moment, a loud commotion erupted downstairs again. The boss, who was shouting hoarsely, seemed unable to suppress the panic of the crowd. Someone downstairs shouted something like "Why?"

Immediately afterwards, a jumble of footsteps echoed in the lobby on the first floor.

The sound was the chaotic footsteps of hundreds of people mixed together.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of a group of people running up the stairs could be heard.

At this moment, the boss was standing in the middle of the living room on the first floor with his arms outstretched, like a peace messenger in war calling for love and justice, but half of such messengers would be shot to death.

The boss was a little luckier; he wasn't shot to death, but was pushed to the ground by the crowd rushing up the stairs and then trampled on several times.

People in the hall ran up the stairs in panic.

A cacophony of noises arose from the crowd.

"We'll freeze to death if we stay here any longer!"

"Go upstairs to the room; it's definitely warmer there than here!"

"Why should only they be allowed to live in the house? We want to go in too!"

The boss was lying on the ground, clutching his back. Every now and then, someone would step on his back, and every now and then, someone who was clumsy would trip over him and fall on top of him.

The boss complained incessantly, feeling as if his back was about to break.

At that moment, he suddenly felt something grab his clothes. Before he could react, the other person pulled him out of the crowded area.

The boss took a few deep breaths, then looked up gratefully and saw the woman who had been holding the child earlier.

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