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Chapter 247 Storm and Roses

The laughter of the young men and women still echoed in my ears, but suddenly snow started to fall in the silent night sky.

The snow was very heavy.

Like goose feathers, it came without any warning. The flying snow swirled and fell from the silent deep sky, covering the whole city. The Eiffel Tower, which was lit up for the hourly ceremony, was like a noble lady covered in bright clouds.

Standing proudly in this ice and snow.

At first, the people under the tower were just surprised, but not too surprised.

After all, it is winter, and young men and women even showed unusual joy. On Valentine's Day, holding the one you love and hugging red roses in the snow is a pretty good thing no matter how you look at it.

"Look, it's snowing."

"very nice."

"It's so beautiful."

The lovers held hands tightly and leaned together, looking happily at the cold wind blowing and the snow falling all over the place.

Only a few people couldn't help but shrink their necks and said in a joking tone: "Why did it suddenly get so cold today?"



Cheng Lin stood outside the crowd and stared at the sky quietly.

In people's well-known physical experience, the temperature is not actually very low when it snows. However, it is different if there is a cold wind.

"The wind is picking up."

Cheng Lin murmured.

He was keenly aware of the approaching cold wind, and soon he felt an extremely cold wind coming from nowhere blowing along the streets of the city.

The cold wind was extremely cold, blowing the heavy snow, turning it into a blizzard. The wind whined, suddenly rose, and became stronger and stronger. The temperature dropped rapidly at a clearly perceptible speed.

Finally, those lovers pursuing romance felt something was wrong.

"It's so cold..."

"Dear, give me a hug, why the weather is so cold."

"Let's go back to the hotel. The room has been opened a long time ago. Well, it's too cold outside. I can't... okay..."

People were talking, and gradually, the lovers began to lean closer and closer, not because of intimacy, but because of the cold. They began to tremble, and their faces that were originally full of laughter turned light blue when the biting cold wind blew.

People huddled together, their thick down jackets seemed like decorations, and the cold was like an all-pervasive devil, licking their bodies.

"Go! Leave...leave...this...here."

People dispersed one after another, in an orderly manner at first, but gradually they began to lose their etiquette and began to push each other. There were too many people here and it was dark. It was difficult for people to push and pass smoothly for a while, and the cold and cold

Like a spiked whip whipping behind people.

After a while, the crowd under the tower actually broke into chaos. Some people fell, some screamed, some cursed, some cried...

"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!"

"Ah, it hurts! You bastard, go to hell!"

"That's my car! Get out! Get out of my way!"

"Help...help me..."

The voices of men and women are no longer gentle, but have become sharp, violent, and full of obscenities. It is unbelievable that just a few minutes ago, this place was a different scene.



A stampede? Or something else?

Cheng Lin didn't know much about it and didn't care. When people fled quickly and wanted to return to the warm room, he didn't move. He still stood there, raising his head and staring at the dazzling Eiffel Tower.

"Kacha kacha..."

His extraordinary hearing allowed him to detect subtle sounds.

That's the tower freezing!

Yes, icing!

Starting from the highest point, in the snowstorm, the metal frame of the Eiffel Tower was covered with a layer of crystal frost. From top to bottom, the extreme cold caused the metal to twist and shrink in detail, and the lights covering the surface of the tower also

Cold and broken, extinguished.

Click, click...

Cheng Lin witnessed with his own eyes that the metal iron tower froze from top to bottom and went out. In just ten minutes, all the dazzling lights disappeared. The iron tower fell into the embrace of a blizzard. The people at the bottom of the tower had disappeared, and the noise and scolding had also disappeared.

Drowned in the wind and snow.

Cheng Lin withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and saw that his whole body was also covered with flying snow. Under his feet, the snow had already covered his shoes. The biting cold penetrated through the black windbreaker, through the pores, and penetrated into his body.

The spiritual energy has started to move automatically, flowing in the meridians to resist the cold.

With his peak second-grade cultivation, his body was strong enough to withstand ordinary cold, but at this moment, what he faced was not "ordinary".

Just as he was hesitating whether to go back to the safe house to escape the severe cold, another message came to his mind:

[Acquire the temporary attribute "Cold Warning": Equipping this attribute can greatly resist the cold. Do you want to assemble it? 】

No hesitation.

"yes."

The next moment, a warm current poured into his body. Cheng Lin felt that his numb and tingling hands and feet instantly warmed up. He stretched out his hand to grab it in the cold wind. The chill he felt was about the same as an ordinary winter temperature.

, he can bear it enough.

The program is still so considerate.

He was thinking.

[Just as no one knows what will happen next moment, no one knows when the world will suffer an unknown blow. At a certain moment, an unprecedented cold wave will come to the world since the emergence of human civilization]

[A blizzard instantly covered the city. Countless people immersed in joy were troubled by the unexpected cold. The blizzard became bigger and bigger, and the temperature dropped more and more. Finally, the river began to freeze, and the buildings were covered with frost. Worldwide

, people almost ran for their lives and rushed to warm buildings, trying to escape the blizzard, which led to many fights. The blizzard blocked traffic, and countless people were trapped on the road, facing the biting and deadly cold.

At a loss]

[You stand quietly in the wind and snow, like a spectator, with no fluctuation in your heart]

The information emerged in my mind as calmly as ever, as if I was telling a story on paper or reciting a press release, calm, determined, and indifferent.

Cheng Lin was silent for a moment and began to walk slowly in the snowstorm.

The wind and snow were so strong that he had to activate his "body control" to successfully stabilize his body and move forward smoothly. The ground nearby was completely covered with a thick layer of snow. It was unbelievable that this happened more than ten years ago.

formed within minutes.

The lights of the city buildings in the distance are dim and dull, like faded ancient oil paintings, and there is a sense of unreality across the snowy sky.

Cheng Lin walked a few steps and suddenly felt vaguely aware. He raised his head and looked ahead.

In the far distance, amid the blizzard, there was a faint fire rising up, like a candle in the wind, obscure and inexplicable, illuminating the desolate world.

[You look far into the distance and see a blaze of fire. You guess what it is. After a moment, you realize that it is the famous Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. In a hurry to resist the cold, the staff overturned the stove and caused a fire. So, this building

The world-famous building with a long history began to burn in the dark night, just like a blooming rose blooming in the wind and snow】

Cheng Lin remained silent.

After watching quietly for a while, he continued to move forward. When he came to the parking lot near the iron tower, he found that there were several cars crowded here. Perhaps due to the wind, the snow here was extremely thick, and half of the tires were submerged in it.

In the snow.

The glass windows of the car were also covered with thick frost, and through it, one could faintly see the frozen humans inside.

Cheng Lin was a little surprised. He was already freezing to death? Is it so cold?

He tried to take a closer look, took a few steps forward, and suddenly seemed to have kicked something hard.

The snow here has reached his calves, completely submerging his shoes.

"What did I kick?"

He squatted down curiously and pushed aside the snow in front of him. Gradually, a hard body wearing a white cotton coat emerged from the snow.

She was wearing a pink hat, her chestnut hair was messy, and her face with a few freckles was purple. Her eyes were wide open, perhaps because she was frozen too quickly, and there was no time to show pain in her eyes, but they were just full of panic.

Next to her was a squashed flower basket, which she held tightly in her arms. In the flower basket, the roses wrapped in cellophane fell into the snow, which looked particularly beautiful.

Cheng Lin was silent for a few seconds, looking at the completely lifeless flower girl, reaching out his hand to help her close her eyes, then picked up a bright red rose, put it against his chest, stood up, and continued to move forward.

Along the way, more and more cars were paralyzed on the road, and more and more people froze to death in the cars.

Cheng Lin was alone, wearing a black trench coat, holding a rose, walking on the deserted streets filled with snowstorms. This prosperous and fashionable city had become completely silent.

It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed like it was only a few minutes. He suddenly felt that the night had dispersed, and the blizzard began to decrease. When the next morning came, the wind and snow were no longer so violent, and the temperature had risen to a barely acceptable level.

[It’s dawn, the snowstorm has temporarily stopped, and human society has had a brief respite]

The narrator in his mind spoke in an emotionless tone.

"Rumble..."

As the sky dawned, Cheng Lin stood in the early morning city and heard a voice coming from behind.

He turned around and saw a huge, ferocious snowplow truck revving up its motor, pushing away the snow, and heading towards him.

Behind the snow plow were city workers wrapped up like brown bears.

"In front of you, who are you?"

Someone shouted to him.

Cheng Lin looked at the other party silently and said in "pure French":

"I am... a traveler."


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