The Little Sunflower Essence of the Doomsday Boss [ Danmei MTL ]

93: Such an ugly creature is actually me

It snowed heavily for two days in a row, and the whole city seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

In the base, the soldiers were in a hurry, repairing shelters, maintaining cracked water pipes, shoveling and melting snow, and rearranging the accommodation of the survivors who slept in the open air. And in this kind of weather, it is impossible for a batch of seeds that have just been planted to grow, and they have to be dug out of the soil.

Food is precious, and saving a little is a little.

The high-level officials of the base were all worried and their faces were gloomy.

There are always people with abilities who get thermal coats from the window specially provided by the base for those who go out to do tasks, form a team, put snow chains on the cars, and drive out of the base.

They need to find supplies. 

This time, it is not mainly food and gasoline, but clothes, stoves, coal, and all kinds of things that can keep warm and provide heat.

Two days of severe cold directly froze to death a small group of survivors with poor physique, and the number of elderly people in the base was reduced by half. Children as the future of the base and human beings, special protection, it is not a big deal.

The fat man was busy going back and forth, and in just two days, he was so anxious that he lost a small circle of weight.

Liu Wu and several others are also busy, with such a large base, just talking can make their voices hoarse. Not only is it not cold in the ice and snow, but they are also sweating. 

Of course, this is also related to their ability to use.

But no matter how anxious they are, they can't be as anxious as one person, that is Qin Xiaohan, who is so gloomy that he almost goes berserk!

In the warmest bedroom of the entire base, Qin Xiaohan was holding the sunflower while heating up the fire, his eyes never leaving the sunflower in his arms, like a sculpture, but his eyes were full of emotion.

It's a pity that Sunflower remained motionless in his arms, hix whole body was soft, as if he was asleep, but he actually passed out of a coma.

After baking for a long time, Qin Xiaohan moved. He reached out and touched the leaves of the sunflower, just like touching the hand of a loved one. 

He probed the temperature above. The leaves of the sunflower were already warm, which was no different from the surface temperature of human skin. 

In a trance, people thought that this was the hand of a human being.

Qin Xiaohan pursed his lips slightly, and when he spoke again, his voice was helpless and doting, "Yuanyuan, don't be naughty, please wake up quickly."

Sunflower didn't respond, and he let him hold it and put it in the quilt.

"Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan..." Qin Xiaohan's lips were close to the petals of the sunflower, and he murmured in a deep and distant voice, which sounded over and over in the bedroom.

"Host, host, host..." A mechanical voice sounded. It was a plain tone, but it was stunned to hear a trace of sadness.

In fact, the system can't wait to grab the host's neck and wake him up!

Grandma, it's okay to be stupid for a few days. The zombie virus has taken over the brain. It's understandable to be stupid for a while, but now what's the matter? !

The system simply seemed to be calling a soul, bought a small speaker from the mall, and shouted over and over again.

Cheng Yuan felt that it was noisy around him, who was making him sleep?