The snow outside can reach the knees.

The door of the ticket booth was still open, but the wind and snow outside had no intention of floating in. Even though there was no wind or snow inside, it was still very cold here.

After the fat man came out, he was stunned for a while, and his body shivered without hesitation.

Then he realized that the temperature in the real world seemed to be lower than when they entered the dungeon.

Just as the fat man closed his mouth tightly, trying to warm his teeth that were accidentally frozen, a strange male voice suddenly came from not far away.

"I said..."

It was snowing outside, and it was not easy to walk on the road. Now there were only Gu Mian and the other two in the ticket booth, and the one who made the sound was the ticket seller of this copy.

Gu Mian looked at the voice.

I saw the young male ticket seller sitting behind the window, with a sign hanging around his neck, and a string of numbers could be seen on it, which should be a work permit or something.

I saw him flipping a book in his hand with a suspicious look.

The expression looked very familiar. Gu Mian remembered that the teacher in middle school turned over the list and called it out.

The ticket seller was flipping through the booklet in his hand, turning over two pages and showing a strange expression. Then he looked up and looked at Gu Mian and the other two, as if he had seen a ghost.

At this time, Gu Mian had already guessed what the ticket seller was in his hand.

Eighty percent of the player's dungeon record is in this ticket booth, and the ticket seller should not have found the dungeon record of the three of them just now.

In fact, this ticket seller himself is not very concerned about players, and can even be said to be indifferent.

It was because he had just picked off the obscure sign "Gu Mian and Dogs Are Not allowed to enter" hanging at the door, and these three suddenly arrived and caught him off guard.

That's why he cared about the dungeons that these three people entered.

The tragic ticket seller never thought about anything like rising up and resisting.

Because he had heard of many heroic seniors who rose up to resist, but no surprises were successful.

Over time, a fallacy that can only be understood but not expressed in the ticket seller industry has spread across the ticket seller industry.

"Gu Mian is like a bandit, either resisting or lying flat."

Since this global game is a positive energy game, the two bloody, violent and disharmonious words "bandit" can only be harmonious in this way.

Everyone knows that they can't resist, but lying flat... that's impossible.

Seeing the three people standing at the exit of the copy, the ticket seller swallowed his saliva with humiliation, and then flipped through the copy records in his hand.

Originally, this place was just a low-level ticket booth, and even if it was broken, it could not be downgraded or reduced to any other copy. It was just that some of my own business points were deducted.

But the ticket seller was surprised to find that after these people came out, there was no copy of the data crash.

A ticket conductor had also encountered a situation like "Gu Mian came out and the copy did not collapse."

But that was just a temporary safety. The dungeon did not collapse at the time, but it suddenly collapsed without warning shortly after the three of them left.

With the sign of the previous car, the ticket seller wanted to see their records.

But it can't be found.

The copy records of these three people just now cannot be found...

I clearly watched them enter the copy with my own eyes and saw them come out with my own eyes, how could there be no copy record?

Thinking of this, the ticket seller looked at the three people in confusion, and then opened his mouth: "I said..."

Gu Mian looked over.

The ticket seller swallowed a humiliating saliva and spoke carefully: "Which copy did you just enter?"

He must figure it out!

Gu Mian looked at the ticket seller behind the window.

He was very interested in the booklet in the ticket seller's hand, and the ticket seller behind the window obviously realized this, and couldn't help but shrink his head, then quickly hid the booklet in his hand and sat down under his butt.

"It's true that I shouldn't have been talking nonsense!" He pressed the copy record book under his butt and roared silently in his heart.

But on the surface, we cannot make short-term actions.

Thinking of this, the ticket seller straightened his waist, looking "magnificent and unbearable".

However, in the end, the ticket seller failed to get the information he wanted.

Because the fat man with the largest size showed a look of "I'm about to freeze to death", he successfully attracted the attention of the two people next to him.

At this time, Gu Mian and Chu Changge had already hurriedly left with the fat man.

A young ticket seller was left alone in the wind—and the copy record book under his butt.

When Gu Mian and the others returned to the hearse, the surroundings were very quiet.

Not those carjacking people I imagined, Xiaohong was lying on the car window as quietly as last time, waiting for them to come back - of course this was what Gu Mian saw after opening the door.

Fortunately, there was no one inside lying on the car window from the outside, otherwise they might see several bodies that died suddenly due to excessive fright.

After returning to the car, Gu Mian first found two thermos bottles from the fat man's bag.

All the electricity is no longer used.

But there is also hot water in the supermarket, not only hot water, but also permanent insulation bottles.

Of course, hot water and thermos are both cost money.

The fat man poured two pots of boiling water on his last time, which came in handy now.

Gu Mian pulled out a piece of ginger and sugar powder and sprinkled it in, then twisted the lid and shook it hard for a few times.

Gu Mian noticed that when he was shaking the thermos, there was a terrifying expression on the fat man's originally frozen face.

When he finished shaking, the fat man spoke loudly: "Doctor, you can sway it like this, it may explode..."

Gu Mian: "..."

By the time the fat man recovered, it was already half an hour later.

In order to avoid the cold, Gu Mian drove his car into a dark parking lot.

The wind here is not very big.

It is worth mentioning that there are actually people in this parking lot.

After the car drove in, the three saw a few beams of light in the dark parking lot, and the roar of the engine sounded in their ears.

Several cars were started.

I saw that every car that started was full of people.

The fat man looked at the cars in surprise: "Are you using the air conditioner in the car to keep warm?"

It's really too cold outside.

I just walked for a while and my toes seemed to be conscious.

Chu Changge also looked at the cars that started. He looked carefully for a while before speaking: "The cars that started are basically large vehicles such as vans and off-road vehicles. And look at the other cars around him, many of them have doors open, as if the owner had arrived not long ago, but left immediately, and they didn't even have the door."

The fat man nodded in his quilt, but what does this mean?

Chu Changge seemed to see the fat man’s question: “It means that the gasoline in all cars here may have evaporated, completely evaporated, and some people may have the habit of storing gasoline in oil barrels. The gasoline contained in the barrels has not evaporated, so these people gathered together…”

The fat man understands it.

People with gasoline in their hands gathered together to find large cars that could accommodate them, and then start the air conditioner to keep them warm.

Those without oil came here with the hope of turning on the air conditioner in the car, but found that the fuel in the car was gone, so they could only leave immediately. After all, it was too cold outside and couldn't stay for too long.

For some reason, the fat man suddenly felt a little desolate.

If I hadn't met a doctor, I might have endured the cold in the cold winter now.

No, now I am enduring the cold, but this is different...

The fat man held the thermos and sipped ginger candy water while thinking about it. Although there was no air conditioner in their car, he didn't think it was worse than those who turned on the air conditioner...

The cars of Gu Mian and the other two attracted the attention of other people.

But they don’t have time to pay attention to others, and the fuel shortage makes them anxious.

At this time, Gu Mian had already driven the car to a place slightly far away from those cars, and then stopped.

The fat man was covered with three thick quilts and filled with a large bottle of hot brown sugar ginger water. At this moment, he was actually satisfied and squinted his eyes and wanted to sleep.

And at this moment, the fat man who was dozing off suddenly heard Gu Mian say: "Who did An Tusheng say that to?"

When this sentence came out, the fat man's sleepiness immediately ran out of the sky. He stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

The two headlights of the hearse were very bright, and the light invaded through the windshield, illuminating Gu Mian's side face.

I saw that there was no expression on this face, and the shadows falling from the eyebrows and nose bridge perfectly covered the eyes, making people unable to see his expression.

The fat man looked at Gu Mian's half-lit face, and then secretly retreated for a while, almost on the same level as Xiaohong behind him.

After moving to Xiaohong, he hesitated and asked: "What sentence?"

He looks guilty.
To be continued...