Frozen Doomsday: Ice sculptures turned into real objects, I built a god-level fortress

No live broadcast, no entertainment.

Continuing to watch movies will only inflame the flames more.

Zhou Xun went to the game room, ready to play games to reduce the fire.

Looking at the computer with the highest performance, now it can only play some stand-alone games.

It feels like a cannon hitting mosquitoes.

However, Zhou Xun still had a great time playing.

"Winter Survivor Lincho, Savaro" is Zhou Xun's favorite open-ended map.

The main gameplay of the game is survival and adventure, which is very suitable for today's situation.

There are also "Rooted", "Don't Starve", etc., which are exciting games where one player survives, collects supplies, and builds a base.

Of course, there is also an older game, which is also Zhou Xun's favorite.

Genshin Impact, start!

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After playing for about three hours, Zhou Xun's phone suddenly vibrated with a message from someone.

He has changed all group chats to do not disturb mode. Someone must have been teasing him.

Just when Zhou Xun wanted to take a rest, he quickly took it and saw that it was the annoying Aunt Qian.

I saw her listing the first batch of households to receive supplies in the group.

Zhou Xun glanced at the list.

Good guy, she really knows how to arrange things.

All are some of the most powerful residents.

"Now all the supplies in the city have been distributed to various communities, and are supplied on a per capita basis."

"Materials are precious, so we should take care of the vulnerable first."

"The above lists contain some elderly residents."

"Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is our traditional virtue, so send them a batch first."

"Young people, you have to endure more hardships. Just hold on for a few more days."

Then came the information about Aite Zhouxun alone.

"Zhou Xun, you turned out to be the security guard of the community, and you are quite familiar with the residents of the community."

"You come out now, take the car with Xiao Zhang and my son on the street, and go distribute supplies."

"You are responsible for pulling the truck and clearing the road. This is your opportunity to perform well. You must seize it."

The tone of his words was undeniable and educational.

Zhou Xun looked down from the floor-to-ceiling window. The road cleared by those fools yesterday had long been covered with snow again.

Although there is only a layer of a few dozen centimeters, it is still uncomfortable to go out and walk around in such a low temperature.

Zhou Xun immediately said in a strange way.

"Aunt Qian, your little thoughts are almost more thoughtful than dragon fruit."

"Your abacus beads are hitting louder than those two kicks."

"You don't give me supplies, but you still ask me to work. Are you treating me like a horse that can run without eating grass?"

"Whoever wants to go there, please don't call me for such good things in the future."

Immediately, some people followed Zhou Xun to express their dissatisfaction.

"We young people will not become the youngest? Why should we suffer first?"

"Which one on your list doesn't have a pension worth tens of thousands of dollars? Which one doesn't receive a house full of gifts during the New Year and holidays?"

"Now they have become a vulnerable group. It's really funny. If you want to post it, you have to do it together."

Aunt Qian became anxious at that time and began to bombard her with a long paragraph of falsehoods.

"Ours is a high-end community here, full of high-quality people."

"What's wrong with young people suffering a little bit? Who didn't come here like this?"

"Who am I doing this for? It's not just for your sake."

"After this snowstorm passes, I will definitely select a few outstanding performers and ask the neighborhood committee to send a letter of thanks to your unit."

Later, she targeted Zhou Xun, who continued to oppose her.

"Zhou Xun, don't mess around with me here."

"Don't think that just because you've made a fortune, being the owner of this place means you can have high ambitions but low vision."

"You have to know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people. Be careful, you won't be able to save your villa in the future, and you will have to go back and work as a security guard."

"You all know what kind of big shots live in our community."

"I won't say much, just think about it yourself."

Aunt Qian almost told the truth.

Everyone immediately dared to be angry and dare not speak out. It would be no big deal if they offended Aunt Qian.

But if we offend those guys behind Aunt Qian, I wonder if they will be secretly tripped up after the snowstorm passes.

After all, a little willfulness of power can turn a heroic anti-narcotics captain who was shot several times into a son of Shengtian who committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

Everyone stopped and did not dare to complain anymore.

However, there are still many people who can't swallow this breath and just hope that some stupid young man can stand up and be the leader.

So Zhou Xun's WeChat had a lot of information about adding friends.

All of them were found from the owner group.

Zhou Xun naturally knew what these cowards had in mind. They just wanted to coax him to stand up and act as their mouthpiece.

Of course, Zhou Xun will not let them down.

He immediately agreed to the friend requests one by one and listened quietly to their serial rainbow farts about him.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zhou Xun dug out the screenshot Liu Mengru sent to him.

After finishing the mosaic and sending it to the owner group, everyone was attacked and started tearing it apart.

"Everyone, take a good look."

"There are three levels of people, and the privileged class will always exist."

"How to distribute these supplies, I guess we have already discussed it in the small group."

"It's good for us assholes to just wait and eat the rest."

One picture stirred up waves.

Originally, when I was diving in the group, I kept my phone shut and hung up on everything.

Director Feng, Mr. Liu, Director Wang, Director Zhao, and Director Zhang were all blown up by Zhou Xun.

Director Feng: "Slander, this is completely slander. You little comrade, please don't talk nonsense."

Wang Ju: "This picture is P's at first glance. Don't believe it. You are suspected of breaking the law. Just wait to be caught."

Director Zhao: "Don't listen to his nonsense. These supplies are officially allocated on a per capita basis. No one will take more than they deserve."

Mr. Liu: "Let me say a few words. The reason why Aunt Qian did this is for everyone's sake. Think about it, after this snow disaster, I don't know how much damage it will cause."

"When the time comes, they will still need to be in charge of the post-disaster reconstruction work."

“Reconstruction requires money, but that doesn’t require donations or investment from us entrepreneurs.”

"We are tired of our brains, but you are just a little hungry for a few days."

"You have to know which one is light and which one is serious."

Director Zhang spoke last.

"Well, let me add a few more words."

"I am a very hot-tempered person and I like to be outspoken."

"Whoever objects to this matter, please sign up and I, Feng Yunshan, will guarantee that you will not be able to survive in Beibin City."

"The person who spread the rumors in the P picture just now is called Zhou Xun, right? I remember you!"

Feng Yunshan is a legendary figure in Beibin City.

I was originally working as an HEI, but later I cleared my name and became a big entrepreneur.

It's just that he may have done a lot of bad things, causing his only son Feng Baobao to be a fool.

After listening to Feng Yunshan's words, these owners immediately became quiet. They did not dare to offend this owner.

After all, the developer of this happy community is Feng Yunshan.

His power in Beibin City is beyond imagination. When it comes to killing people, there are definitely reasonable and legal ways.

But at this time, Zhou Xun was not afraid at all.

They all carry one head on two shoulders, no one is afraid of whom.

Besides, don’t they still think that the current world is still the original world?

Zhou Xun wanted to shout something in his ear.

Sir, times have changed!