Chapter 632: Not Fighting Alone
When the mob stormed the hotel, all surviving residents hid in their rooms, too afraid to come out.
With the surveillance system completely down, An Ran was the only one who had any sense of the hotel’s layout. Zhan Lian, Luo Feifan, Zhou Zheng, and the others waited in the conference room, waiting for her results.
However, even as An Ran urged the plants to grow and spread, many corners and rooms in the hotel had no plants at all—not even a single blade of grass.
She searched from day until night—but not only did she fail to find Chen Chaofa, she had no idea where Yang Ziyi and his two soldiers were hiding either.
Meanwhile, Wu Simiao was dragged outside the Grand Fortune Hotel and began to spill endless details about the Kinmen Base. Most of it was useless rambling, but from his words, one thing became clear:
When Chen Chaofa first arrived at Yaoyang Base, he had brought a considerable number of soldiers. Later, Lei Jiang took advantage of Chen Chaofa’s influence and absorbed many of his men. Then when Yang Ziyi came to retrieve Chen Chaofa, he flew in multiple planes and brought even more armed troops.
In other words—Chen Chaofa was not fighting alone.
At that moment, Fatty climbed out of the ice tunnel he had dug and ran straight to the Grand Fortune Hotel to inspect the surroundings.
Everything below the fourth floor was buried in snow, so he climbed directly onto the fourth-floor balcony. After turning a few corners, he led several elderly architectural experts to the area with the thickest greenery. Before even entering the conference room, he shouted in amazement from the doorway:
“Goddess! Goddess! This place has incredible feng shui! No wonder nobody in this building wants to leave. There’s a massive biogas tank underground, and the hotel’s electricity and heating all run off it!”
To survive, people must eat, drink, and relieve themselves. With so many people living here, all their waste was flushed into an underground biogas digester. Mixed with small amounts of gasoline and diesel, this system could produce enough electricity and heat to keep the entire hotel running through the apocalypse.
“And there’s also a full water purification system—basically a mini water plant—with several water-type ability-users helping operate it. So they have food, heat, electricity, and clean water… Who would want to leave in the freezing cold?”
At the head of the table, An Ran sighed inwardly. Humans were truly resourceful. Even in the harshest environment, they could devise ways to survive. If not for endless scheming and betrayal, how could they not endure this brutal winter?
Next, Fatty approached An Ran with an ingratiating smile. He bowed and asked, “Goddess, do you have any special plans for this hotel?”
An Ran turned her head, her calm gaze falling on him.
Fatty’s heart dropped. Terrified, he quickly lowered his head and whispered, “It’s true, Goddess. Hexi… Hexi is no longer a place we can live. That monster in the ice tunnel—your flesh flower—it’s terrifying!!!”
The survivors from the Xiangcheng sector who had seen the flesh flower’s power stood frozen at the edge of the ice tunnel, old and young alike. They watched the flower’s roots writhe like skinned snakes before their eyes, each person so frightened their courage shattered.
Given that mindset, asking the Xiangcheng survivors to live under the same ice layer as that flesh flower … would be no different from killing them.