A super cold wave that annihilated civilization dragged the earth into an extremely cold hell of minus 70 degrees Celsius.
25-Year-old courier Chen Mo, 72 hours before the end of the world, relied on his professional instincts to start a "doomsday delivery" race against death——
He turned the entire city into his own warehouse and placed supplies in an abandoned cold chain transfer station.
When the wind and snow swallowed up electricity, roads and humanity, he woke up in an ice cellar at -50°C and found that this cold winter had no end.
Three years. 1095 Long nights.
He used his frozen fingers to record every gram of salt in the ledger, used a rusty wrench to fight against the collapsed ventilation shaft, and listened to the hoarse wail of the radio in the eternal night.
Until one day, blood-like rust marks seeped out of the ice wall, and a baby's cry came from outside the door...
Survival is not victory, but the beginning of a curse.
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AI writing, after reading four chapters, the writing style written by AI is too obvious.
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