, after being skinned, the villagers began to sit around and deal with it. During this period, everyone had a difficult time.

The village seems to be full of old people and children, with few young adults. After getting a pipe and some tobacco from a villager, Gene sat leisurely and started smoking. He was wearing an animal skin.

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There are only her grandfather and herself in Tasia's family. Her brother went to Winter City and would bring something back from time to time, but there has been no news recently. Tasia's parents were unfortunately killed in the previous fight between the two forces.

It was raised by my grandfather.

The villagers handled it very carefully, even scraping off the remaining meat from the bones and putting it into the boiling cauldron. Jean didn't say anything, saying that it was a meeting gift for everyone.

"Thank you Gene."

Tasia came to Jean, holding pieces of ice flowers from the tree. Jean looked at this shy and innocent little girl with a smile, and took the ice flowers with a smile.

Although Jean wanted to stay for a few days and then leave, but when he thought about the situation at hand, he decided to stay for a while before talking.

After that, Jean got to know the situation a little bit. Winter City is very large. It used to be a big town. After the disaster, the government that still existed at the time came there and started building walls. Most of the people ran into the mountains.

Here, after more than 50 years of hard work, it was finally established more than 20 years ago.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It has been 80 years since the punishment, and Gene knows very well that this place may not last long. The Atlantic Ocean should have been destroyed due to extremely low temperatures.

It was frozen, so the subsequent disasters caused by the impact in the center of the Pacific Ocean did not spread. Gene asked some more about the virus, but the virus only had large-scale outbreaks in big cities, not here.

Seeing some old villagers trying hard to cut the bones, Jean walked over and raised a hand. He only saw a flash of blue light, and in an instant, the extremely hard monster bones were cut into pieces.

Like this, everyone screamed in surprise.

When asked by the villagers, Jean only said that he was just one of the people on the plateau who had mutated their bodies. Many people on the plateau had mutated and could use some similar superpowers.

The power of.

Tasia was fascinated by what she heard and looked at Jean with some longing.

"Jean, can you take me there..."

"Stop talking nonsense Tasia."

Oleg looked at Jean seriously at this time. Jean realized something and nodded hurriedly.

"Sorry Tasia, it's basically impossible to reach that plateau now."

Seeing Tasia's somewhat disappointed expression, Gene pressed her head with one hand.

"Tasia, can you arrange a place for me to sleep? I'm a little tired and want to have a good sleep."

Tasia hummed and took Jean into her home. It was a three-story wooden house. There were a lot of wooden furniture in the house, which was neatly kept. The floor, windows, and walls were all fully booked.

The animal skin, the room was much warmer, and the stove was still burning. Gene sat comfortably on the animal skin cushion and leaned back.

Tasia opened a room opposite the living room, where there was a bed.

"You can just sleep here, Gene. Although the smell is a bit strong here, it's warm."

Tasia turned around and looked at Jean with some surprise. He had already fallen asleep with his head tilted. Tasia found a piece of animal skin and covered Jean's body, then went out quietly.

As soon as she went out, Tasia took a bottle of wine from an old man next door, took a big sip, laughed comfortably, stretched her nose to smell the aroma of meat, and the villagers began to sing a song

Come, many people here rely on mutual aid to maintain a minimum level of survival. Many people have not eaten any serious food for many days.

Grass roots, tree bark, leaves, and everything else that is edible is almost impossible to find around here. If you want to go hunting in the deep mountains, you have to risk being attacked by such monsters, as well as the energy required to travel long distances.

Recently, some people who went hunting in the mountains did not come back for many days. Everyone knew that they had died in the mountains.

Oleg looked at Tasia, who was blushing and dancing among the villagers, and felt a little uncomfortable. He pressed his abdomen, and the lump was getting bigger. He knew that he didn't have much time left.

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His granddaughter was just 16 years old, and it was the beginning of a flower-like life. He had to teach her how to survive, so recently he often took his granddaughter to hunt in nearby places where the return trip only took an hour, for a month.

Finally I encountered some deer, but my luck was not bad, and I met that weird young man named Gene.

Amidst the laughter, everyone squatted with their bowls in their hands, happiness on their faces, and finally could drink a bowl of thick broth. This big pot was enough to feed more than 100 people in the village for several days, but it was so big

Some people will save on eating and should be able to persist for more than half a month.

dark night

There was like a curtain in the sky. Tasia and Grandpa were sitting by the fire at the door. It was time for Grandpa to tell himself a story again.

"Tasia, what do you think? Yefim has been here before. Think about it. Life may be better in Winter City."

Tasia shook her head with disgust.

"How could I like that man who is almost 20 years older than me?"

Oleg sighed. Yefim was a police officer in Winter City, and his family was much better off than them. A few months ago, when he took Tasia to exchange furs for food, he was attracted by him.

Winning, Yefim said that he liked Tasia very much and hoped to marry her. Oleg was very happy at the time. Although Yefim was average-looking, in this era, being able to marry a sheriff was considered a blessing.

His granddaughter is so lucky that he has no ability to create anything else for her.

"Grandpa, I think we should follow Jean to the Himalayas!"

As soon as Tasia opened her mouth, Oleg's expression suddenly changed. He didn't know how the guy named Gene could endure such a harsh environment and come here, but ordinary people want to cross mountains and ridges that stretch for thousands of kilometers.

Mountains are tantamount to seeking death.

"No, Tasia, your delicate body cannot climb over mountains and ridges."

Tasia also nodded. She only had a hint of longing in her heart. At this time, she picked up the bowl aside, filled a large bowl of broth, and brought it in. Jean woke up at this time.

, yawned, drank the broth happily, and praised the taste.

"It's a pity that there are no vegetables."

As soon as Jean said this, he saw Tasia was a little embarrassed and immediately smiled and shook her head.

"Can this small bag of bones be exchanged for multi-kill food?"

Gene looked at the small bag slung around Tasia's waist, which probably contained less than 20 bones.

"There are already a lot of them. You can exchange them for 1 kilogram of flour."

Jean had an idea in his mind that he had never seen so many mutated animals on that plateau. Jean was somewhat interested in what the medicinal ingredients extracted from the bones of such animals could do.

"When are you going to change, take me with you."

Tasia ran out happily and ran in after asking for a while.

"Grandpa said he would go the day after tomorrow."

Gene raised his head and put down the broth. He hadn't eaten for many days, he thought for a while and said.

"Let's continue hunting tomorrow. I'll help, and we should get a lot of harvest. You tell me where there are many such monsters, and I'll just go and kill a few."

Jean's idea is that due to the mutation, the monster's body has produced substances that are resistant to certain substances that cause the mutation, so there are ingredients in the bones that can be made into medicine.

Jean didn't have any biological detection equipment at hand, otherwise he would have become interested and wanted to check the cell genes of this monster. It seemed that he could only go to the city.

"By the way, Jean, can you tell me what's on that plateau!"

Looking at Tasia who looked innocent, Gene scratched his head and fell silent for a while.

"Where there are a lot of people gathering, there will always be fights, and it's not a good place."

Tasia said oh.

Jean then asked a lot of questions. The current population of Winter City is probably less than 200,000. Adding in the surrounding small villages like theirs, there are so many people living on this land, and the number of people living on this land is less than 300,000.

There is a greenhouse planting field with solar lamps in the city, but the output is average, only enough to supply people in the city. This place relies on thermal power. There is a thermal power plant in the west of the city, built next to a coal mine.

The storage capacity of coal mines is still very large.

There is no currency here, only barter for things, and there are managers. Large-scale conflicts once broke out on this land. In the end, the smoke cleared and people finally adopted a situation of helping each other. The city lord Alexei manages Winter City.

There are peace officers and vigilantes in the city, which are equivalent to the army, but many of them are technical people and are also responsible for inspecting all equipment in the city.

Jean probably already knew the structure of everything. At night, Jean lay quietly on the bed, feeling a little uneasy. He knew very well what the outcome of the people in this place would be.

We have witnessed too many tragic situations where human gatherings eventually perished. Problems appearing on the edge are the beginning of the collapse of human society.

One day, food will no longer be available, and the environment will continue to deteriorate. This is just the beginning. Jean has gone out many times to investigate and knows exactly what this means.

This place is not safe. Jean can see it from the ridge. The strange light coming from above the ocean. Those harmful substances are slowly moving over. They will eventually come here and cover everything here.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room. Gene stood up. After opening the door, Oleg was still asleep. He looked at Gene in a daze.

"Jean, I just hope you won't talk to Tasia about that plateau again."

Gene nodded.

"I promise."

Oleg said thank you, and then started walking. He almost fell, but Gene held him up.

"My health is failing, and my granddaughter is still young. Her only option is to marry Yefim, the city's police chief, so that she can live a stable life in the next few decades. You know what I mean!"

Gene nodded.

"This is also a helpless matter. It is impossible for you to cross the mountains to reach the plateau. It is impossible to go around. I have not seen anyone who can survive in the past for decades."

Oleg looked at Jean with some surprise, and Jean smiled and bowed.
Chapter completed!