Interstellar Railway: Start To Build A Foundation

Against the light, the "boss" breathed a sigh of relief when he walked to the shiny thing.

It was indeed a building, not smooth ice crystals.

Ice and snow buried its main structure, leaving only the topmost part exposed.

Even luckier.

Most of its glass is still intact, not broken, and can block the wind and snow.

The missing part, plugged a little with a sled and bearskin, can be used as a vent.

Perfect for today's camp!

They did make a good fortune today!

Just like they threw the bottle caps for divination before they set off yesterday!

"Boss" untied the rope that was tied to his body, and looked at the sled behind him.

On it lay the "third child", weapons, ancient relics used for trading, and processed meat.

This bear meat is very strange, it should have been completely cold tomorrow, but at this moment there is still blood oozing out, and a layer of red ice has formed on the clothes of the "old three".

As for "Second", he was responsible for carrying the bear skin, and all kinds of things for making fire, and making sure that nothing rolled down on the sled.

"Second" carried the bear skin on his back and watched the sled, making sure that "third" and the bear meat would not roll off the sled.

The only bad thing is...

The situation of the "old three" was a little worse. This strong man, who would not make a sound when his palm was pierced by a sword, began to moan softly at this moment.

Obviously, the injury he received just now was a bit serious.

How could that damned bear have so much strength?

The "boss" threw the rope aside, pulled the "third child" from the sled, patted his back, and comforted him:

"Brother, hold on for a while, the front is the residence."

"Brother, get some sleep and you'll be fine tomorrow.

The "old three" nodded heavily, as if wanting to shake his head off his neck:

"Of course I'm fine, my life is not so fragile."

Then, he took another sip of wine to continue to numb his pain.

No one noticed that there were already fine red crystals at the corner of his mouth, which looked 773, as if the corner of his mouth had been cracked and bleeding.

"Fuck, this is already terminally ill... In just such a short time, the "red ice" has already spread to his mouth. "

"My mother, this hurts so much, I can't imagine what it would be like to have a little bit of ice in my body."

"No, didn't they notice that there was something wrong with the bear's blood?"

"I must be aware of it, but who would think about it? If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would have thought that something that seems ordinary can destroy the world and kill people invisible?"

"I'm already offering incense to these few people, and I won't read the follow-up content, lest I won't be able to fall asleep after watching it."

Just when the hearts of a group of audience were trembling, in the picture.

The "boss" supported the "old three" across the window and entered the room. In an instant, the strange feeling of being blown by the cold wind disappeared.

Things were better here than he thought.

The room is very spacious, the floor is covered with tiles, and the tables, chairs and sofas placed inside are still in good condition.

In addition, there are some unknown furniture, their shells have decayed, and the debris has fallen to the ground, exposing the metal wires inside.

He helped the "third child" to the front of the sofa, let him lean on it, and then dragged in the sled and today's harvest.

"Second" also jumped from the window sill.

He untied the bearskin on his back to cover the broken glass, leaving a glass-sized vent to prevent them from suffocating.

subsequently.

He squatted in front of the "third child", looked at the other party's state, and asked:

"How are you feeling, can you still light a fire?"

The "old three" endured the severe pain, nodded, showing a reluctant smile:

"Of course, I'm not dead yet."

"You can go about your own business at ease."

In order to prove that there was no problem with himself (aea), he stood up on his own initiative, turned on the stove, and stacked charcoal.

Seeing this, the "second child" felt relieved.

However, he felt that the place where he was carrying the bearskin just now was a bit uncomfortable, as if he had been scratched.

"I leave it to you, we'll be back soon.

Patted brother on the shoulder, he went to "boss"

The other party is making torches at this time, which will be the only light source for them to explore this building.

Then, holding the torches, the two walked along the wall and found the stairwell step by step.

"Second" looked at the seemingly endless stairs spiraling downwards, and took the initiative to pass the task of exploring downwards:

"Brother, I'll go to the next floor to take a look. You are on this floor, so it's convenient to take care of the third child."

After touching the talisman on his neck and the dagger in his inner pocket, the "boss" took out a warming treasure and handed it to the other party.

Then he walked into the next room with a torch in one hand and a long knife in the other.

Not surprisingly, the "boss" saw a layout similar to what he had seen just now.

"Hahaha!"

"Boss" was startled for a moment, then the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

sent!

Not only are there more wooden furniture here, but there are also many clothes that were not taken away on the ground.

Unfortunately, the clothes crumble when pulled and can only be used as fuel.

Holding the torch, continue to go deep.

"Boss" also found a bookshelf full of books.

As in the case of clothes, these ancient collections of books have only a shape, they will fall apart at the touch, and shatter at the touch.

But compared to the shortage of fuel, the need to enter the ice sheet to cut trees.

With these things, it has been very rewarding!

Clara looked at the broken books and felt a little heartbroken.

"Mr. Swarrow, do you know what those books are?"

With the wanton spread of the cold wave and the killing of monsters, Belloberg lost not only the old technology, but also those invaluable knowledge.

Perhaps Mr. Swallow's database contains these contents, but if it is only stored in the database, the knowledge is still "dead".

Swallow was silent for a moment, and gave the answer:

"Calling the database retrieved "The Past of Yaliluo I: The Three-Body Problem". Category: Children's Literature."

"Clara, I don't think you should break your routine, now, you should go to bed.

"The rest of the content, I will sort it out for you."

Raised by robots.

Clara's schedule is also quite regular, at least in terms of biological clock, it seems to be a machine that runs precisely.

Clara nodded, she didn't cry, let alone throw a tantrum.

Although, she still wanted to save the three uncles.

But as Mr. Swallow said, they are underground and there is nothing they can do about it.

And even in the upper zone, it is impossible to risk being attacked by monsters and travel hundreds of kilometers to rescue the three criminals.

According to Mr. Swallow, it was a "rational choice made by rational people. When they escaped from the upper zone, they already knew their end."

"Okay, Mr. Swallow, I'm going to rest now."

Then, she entered the house barefoot.

Swallow went on to identify the information in those books:

"Calling the database..."Young Abin" was retrieved. Analysis result: Clara is forbidden to read before she reaches adulthood. Classification: Prohibited information.

After a while.

The "boss" wrapped a bunch of paper scraps and rags in his cloak and returned. As soon as he entered the house, he was greeted by hot wind.

The "third child" was lying on the sofa, covered with a cloak, with his back to the fire, and seemed to be asleep.

And the "second child" hasn't come back yet.

The "boss" trotted all the way, sat down on the spot, grabbed a handful of paper scraps and threw them into the fire.

The flames rose rapidly, and the temperature in the room gradually increased.

This warmth did not come easily.

The "boss" felt that the condition of his hands was getting worse.

A sharp pain and an unusual burning sensation came from the hand.

How could the frostbite get worse after being exposed to fire?

Besides, frostbite doesn't feel like this, does it?

He quickly took off his gloves and looked at the fire.

But see.

The hoarfrost that was full of hands just now has turned into "red frost" full of hands at this moment, like a hand full of frozen blood.

What's happening here?!

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The "boss" was terrified, and quickly pushed the shoulder of the "old three", trying to wake him up.

But after pushing it two or three times, the other party didn't respond at all.

He panicked.

"Paland!"

"Hey! Wake up! Hey! Wake up!

An ominous premonition rose from his heart.

He turned the "old three" over so that the firelight could shine on his face.

Unexpectedly, this look directly cost the "boss" half his life.

The face and neck of the "old three" were wrapped in red ice, and red ice flowers grew and bloomed from his eyes, mouth and nose.

Isn't this red ice the same as the ice in his own hand?

His pupils dilated, he was panting heavily, his heart was beating wildly, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Boss" trembled with his right hand, and opened his sleeve, only to see tiny red crystals precipitated from his wrist.

This is his hand?!

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His feet went limp, and he fell to the ground, bewildered.

Suddenly, he remembered something and shouted loudly:

"Anthony! Anthony!"

He struggled to get up, but fell to the ground before taking two steps. He simply used his hands and feet and climbed to the stairs.

Facing the dark corridor, he roared loudly:

"Anthony! Anthony!"

"Anthony—Anthony—

There were echoes, but there was no reply from the companion.

"ha--"

His whole body seemed to be drained of strength, and he seemed to be surrounded by ghosts.

What a safe haven here!

This place is clearly a devil's lair that chooses and devours people!

"There are ghosts! There are ghosts!"

"Ha ha ha ha---"

"Dead, dead, all dead!"

He grabbed the wall, wanted to stand up, and wanted to run towards the snow field.

But as soon as he returned to the warm room, he felt his throat tighten, and severe pain erupted from his entire viscera.

He staggered twice and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

Gradually, his vision began to blur, and unspeakable pain came from various parts of his body.

He doesn't understand.

Obviously everything is going well, why is this happening.

He raised his hand, wanting to get close to the warm stove, let the flame melt the ice on his body.

Not long after, his hand dropped down and hit the tiles, making a crisp crashing sound.

After a while, in the warm firelight, "red ice" covered his whole body.

Red ice flowers bloomed on his face.

After that, I plan to add some supernatural events into it. There are a lot of supernatural events in Yaliluo, which seems to be a good fit.

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