The moon rose in the sky and disappeared in an instant.

The Doomsday Calender arrived on Month 5 Day 12 quietly arrived with a touch of golden rays gradually rising from the horizon.

There were two last days before the temperature plummets to a terrifying -40 degrees, ushering in a terrifying winter disaster.

As disaster got closer, cold chilly air began to spread across the entire wasteland.

Su Mo woke up early in the morning before dawn.

Looking at the time, it was already five-twenty in the morning. He immediately got out of bed, sat up, and got dressed.

“Wow, it’s freezing today!”

Cold resistance clothing was slightly warmer when worn over the body if the weight and restraint could be ignored.

After his body warmed up, Su Mo slowly got out of bed and stretched around his body. Then, he walked out of the tent.

“Morning, shelter leader. You’re awake early today.”

At the Campsite on the snow-capped mountain, more than two-thirds of the soldiers had already woken up early and started getting to work.

Many people halted their work and glanced at Su Mo respectfully after seeing him walk out of his tent.

The drop in temperate came very suddenly during the night.

It started at two in the morning when the howling winds began to sound, and the temperature began to drop one degree every few minutes.

By three in the morning, the apparent temperature had dropped to about twenty-eight degrees, enough to make one shiver from the cold.

At such temperatures, the ordinary tents could not block out the cold since they could not set up a large bonfire to stay concealed.

During the night, many people’s sleep was interrupted by the chilly winds, and the quality of sleep was extremely poor.

“It’s too cold to sleep!”

Su Mo replied honestly and laughed as he glanced at the smoke rising from the kitchen.

Compared to those who transformed their bodies into mechanical creatures, Su Mo did not completely surpass normal human gene limitations even after evolving into an interstellar human being.

The perceived temperature by humans would be different from the reading of the atmosphere temperature. The greater the relative humidity in the atmosphere, the more obvious the increase in body temperature under similar temperature conditions.

For example, under the temperature of 30°C and relative humidity at 50%, the apparent temperature would be 31.1°C. Meanwhile, when the relative humidity reaches 90%, the apparent temperature would soar to 40.6°C, which is 10.6°C higher than the meteorological temperature.

Although the temperature displayed by the thermometer is only -20 degrees, due to the heavy rain two days ago which resulted in the previous snow not being able to melt, thus, the humidity in the air had accumulated to a terrifying level.

The current temperature basically meant that the apparent temperature that was perceived by the human body was about -30 degrees.

Coincidentally, -30 degrees was the lowest temperature that Su Mo could withstand.

Anything lower than that would require him to resort to other means to resist the cold. Otherwise, his life could be threatened at any time.

Meanwhile, the current temperature was the limit that their cold-resistance clothing could resist.

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Even if the soldiers had strong willpower, their bodies would quickly deplete energy and sustain unimaginable damage if the temperature dropped any lower.

Su Mo grabbed a pot of hot water and quickly washed up to wake himself up before the water cooled down.

Since the kitchen had not finished preparing their breakfast, Su Mo strode to a position where he could overlook Origin Territory and looked into the distance.

The North Wind howled throughout Great Mountains.

The tall mountains could block off most of the cold wind, unlike the plains, and allowed the temperature to be slightly higher than outside.

However, the fine dust and debris in the sky were blown around with the snow that had not completely condensed into one piece. Therefore, standing between the mountains, there was a spectacular scene similar to a “sandstorm” that could be witnessed.

At the same time, the wind whirls with scattered snow violently slammed into the valleys, causing loud bursts of sounds to echo throughout the mountains, which sounded like punishment by the heavens.

“Urgh. I wonder how’s the situation in the village…”

Su Mo remembered that he initially planned to rush back to the village before the big cooling but now there was no choice but to suffer the freezing weather outside the territory.

He glanced in the direction of the village with a bit of sentimentality.

For the first time ever, he felt a little…homesick?

…

The North Shore of the New World, Heaven’s Origin, Hope Village.

The whistling of the north wind began to blow from the horizon early in the morning, causing all kinds of humming sounds from the village buildings. It made it seem as if heavy rain accompanied by strong winds was about to befall them.

The magnitude of the north wind was very strong and could be assumed to be at a terrifying level 9.

Fortunately, the village had already prepared two days in advance. All the prefabricated houses were reinforced to withstand the weather.

However, most people were awakened by the loud noises and could not fall back asleep after six in the morning. Therefore, most of them chose to get out of bed.

Compared to the weather outside, the prefabricated houses were warm as spring, with the boiler fully operating.

Although it was on energy-saving mode, it could still maintain indoor temperatures at 24 degrees.

Apart from the occasional cold wind that penetrated through the cracks of doors and windows, many people were shocked to realize that it was freezing outside.

Most of them woke up in thin autumn clothing and could not feel the slightest bit of coldness.

The villagers continued with their daily morning routine—collecting water and washing up.

Due to the impending disaster, the villagers only had to work for the last half day.

Starting from the afternoon, the village would officially enter a disaster resistance phase where all work would be suspended, and the remaining time would be used to prepare for the disaster.

Unlike in the past, everyone’s enthusiasm for resisting the disaster this time had visibly diminished significantly.

Usually, breakfast time would be extremely lively.

However, the atmosphere today was very dull and most people simply bowed their heads, concentrating on the pickle porridge in their bowls.

Only a few people exchanged some gossip occasionally.