humanoid contraband

Chapter 3 Light in a dark world

"Whoohoo-"

The terrifying cold wind blew.

Even Yang Yuan, whose physique was already far beyond ordinary people, couldn't help trembling all over, his face was as painful as being scratched by a knife.

"It's so damn cold!"

He took a look around and found that everything he could see was thick snow, and it was flat. There were no tall buildings in sight at all.

It's normal, because the tall buildings are all below, covered in ice.

Maybe you can see the roof of the building from other places, but here the road is smooth, like a plain.

But in fact, beneath this vast expanse of flat ice are actually densely packed buildings, traces of past humans.

Today, only dead ice and thick snow remain.

Even monsters don't want to come to the ice.

It stands to reason that after the sun disappears, the water in the rivers, lakes and seas will no longer evaporate.

I don’t know where all the ice, snow and water come from?

Looking at the bright starry sky above his head, Yang Yuan couldn't help but burst into tears.

He finally returned to the surface.

Three years ago, when the sun first went out, he was only 28 years old.

And now, when he returned to the surface again, he was 31 years old.

Three years ago, this place was very popular with people coming and going, dense traffic.

But now, it was dead silent, and no one alive could be seen except him.

"anyone there?"

Although he knew that it was unlikely that anyone could come to the ice like him, Yang Yuan still couldn't help shouting.

He threw down the monster's corpse and the rotten shield, and shouted with his hands like a trumpet: "Is anyone there? Someone heard it, answer...you are not alone..."

"Is there no one?"

"You are not alone, you are all dead."

"But I'm lonely!!!"

Yang Yuan shouted loudly.

His voice was carried away by the howling cold wind.

So, a long time passed without any response.

He raised his eyes and looked around, seeing an endless expanse under the starlight, and darkness everywhere.

And the snow that was blown up by the extreme cold wind.

"Hush—"

Suddenly, a tornado carrying a large amount of snow swept through him, rolling him up more than three meters in the air, and then fell down again, making a big hole in the ice.

He got up with a calm expression. With his current physique, he couldn't be hurt by the fall anyway.

"Am I really the only one left?"

He is a little hard to accept.

"Three years ago, someone said they would dig underground shelters. Where are those underground shelters?"

He looked around.

However, it was the same in all directions and it was impossible to tell the direction.

"Crack-"

"Whoa!"

Suddenly there was the sound of ice breaking from a hundred meters away.

Yang Yuan felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly picked up the broken shield, looking at that position with cold eyes.

But nothing crawled out there.

He was not careless and once again grabbed the hind legs of the corpse of the monster he had hunted before and dragged him away from here.

The unfrozen snow was too thick. He walked forward one foot deep and one foot shallow, trying to find a top of a building to avoid being attacked by monsters under the ice while resting.

However, when he walked out for more than 200 meters, he was shocked to find a huge pit in front of him.

Take a closer look, where is the deep pit?

Below that are the original city streets.

And where he is now is on the top of the building.

It turned out that I was already on the top of the building, but now I felt like I was on a cliff.

When the city was frozen, rows of buildings turned into glacial cliffs. The high-rise buildings were covered with ice layers up to four to five meters thick on all sides, and the thickness of the ice and snow on top was even more difficult to calculate.

"The city has turned into this..."

Yang Yuan was a little distracted. Everything he saw in front of him had almost nothing to do with the metropolis in his memory.

He sat down slumped, dropped the monster's body, and then poured energy into the rotten shield, causing it to split into a small piece the size of a fist.

Immediately afterwards, he shaped the material into a spherical shape, and then sorted out the internal texture.

"The textures inside these materials are so messy."

"Have these lines always existed, or did they only exist after the apocalypse?"

He was thinking about this.

Unfortunately, no one is destined to answer this question.

At this time, dark clouds appeared in the sky, covering the stars above.

Suddenly, the already dark ice layer became even darker, making it almost impossible to see even one's fingers.

Yang Yuan remained indifferent, and continued to sort out the lines inside the ball.

Anyway, he has long been accustomed to the darkness, and he relies on his senses, not his eyes, to sort out the lines inside the material.

About half an hour later, the last line was finally sorted out and connected with other lines to form a grid-shaped little sun, forming a perfect closed loop.

"Om-"

The familiar situation reappeared.

The fist-sized sphere emitted extraordinary fluctuations, and then a text message appeared above:

[Disposable artificial sun (light green): It has its own consumptive stellar gravity and illuminates others by burning itself. In the process, it will release light and heat until it burns out]

Yang Yuan showed an expression of great relief.

"Fortunately, I can make this kind of little sun repeatedly."

Feeling the ball in his hand begin to heat up, he looked firmly at the darkness ahead.

"So--"

"Set a small goal first. Melt the ice in the city and see if there are any living people!"

At this time, the small ball in his hand began to glow, turning dark red. The light became brighter and brighter, and it began to generate gravity.

Because of his previous experience and lessons, he didn't dare to let Little Sun stay by his side. He straightened his arms and threw the ball violently.

The huge force caused the ball to generate an astonishing inertia, and it flew directly for four to 500 meters before starting to fall.

But when it landed three or four meters away from the ice, it suddenly suspended in mid-air, and gravity took full shape.

Then under Yang Yuan’s expectant gaze——

The light of the small ball changed from dark red to crimson, and then to red gold—gold—

And the light carrying a huge amount of heat was full of penetrating power. When the light turned into gold, it could already illuminate the place where Yang Yuan was standing as bright as day, and the sky thousands of meters behind seemed to have turned into day and cloudy sky. visibility.

Finally, the light turned directly into a blazing white color, exuding light and heat crazily.

At this moment, Yang Yuan, who was four to five hundred meters away, felt hot, as if he was being roasted by fire.

Because that light is not pure light, but light carrying energy, sunlight carrying hot energy.

The small sun becomes very dazzling. Even if it is as powerful as Yang Yuan, it is difficult to look directly at it and it will feel uncomfortable to the eyes.

Even a thousand meters away, it was truly as bright as day, and the visibility finally dimmed a thousand meters away.

This is countless times brighter than any big car lights.

In this dark world that has lost the sun, a small sun shines brightly, burning itself and bringing warmth to the world again.

It can be seen that under the light of that terrifying high temperature, the ice and snow under the ball are melting rapidly, and then evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature.

This is simply unbelievable. You must know that this is an ice surface with a temperature of more than 100 degrees below zero. The little sun has just appeared and actually created such a phenomenon.

And the light emitted by the little sun can melt the ice in such a cold environment... At least in the nearby area, the temperature reaches at least a thousand degrees, and may even be higher!
(End of this chapter)