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The RV's power is connected.

A few emergency lights came on inside the greenhouse, dispelling some of the darkness.

But everyone's hearts sank to the bottom as the thermometer on the wall reappeared.

"4.8 degrees!"

"It's still dropping! Brother Chen, the inverter in the RV is still too weak!"

Li Qiang's anxious voice echoed in the empty greenhouse.

The RV's electricity can barely keep up with the lighting and core control system; it simply can't power real power-hungry devices like the heater!

"Chenwa! What do we do?!"

Wang Xiuying's voice was already trembling with sobs. She looked at the increasingly obvious frost marks on the leaves, and her heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.

Su Qing clenched her fists tightly, her teeth chattering from the cold, but she refused to leave Jiang Chen's side for even a moment.

Just then.

"Brother Chen! The generator is here!"

Wang Dagou's signature loud voice, like a horn piercing through the wind and snow, came from outside the door.

Before he finished speaking, a dozen or so burly young men from the security team, covered in snow, carried a huge diesel generator and trudged in, one step at a time.

"Quick! Connect the wires!"

Wang Xiuying seemed to have seen a lifeline and quickly shouted.

"No! The machine is too cold! It won't start!"

Wang Dagou wiped the snow water off his face and said, panting heavily.

He grabbed the starter rope and pulled it with all his might!

"Clang..."

The generator only emitted a muffled metallic scraping sound, without uttering a sound.

"I'll do it!"

Another young man, not believing in superstition, also went up and tried it.

The result was the same.

In this sub-zero weather, the diesel fuel was almost frozen solid, and the metal parts inside the machine were as cold as ice, making it impossible for them to work properly.

The atmosphere inside the greenhouse was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Just when everyone was about to despair.

Jiang Chen moved.

He didn't say a word, but silently took off his expensive Canada Goose down jacket!

"Jiang Chen, what are you doing!"

Su Qing exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone was stunned, not understanding what he was going to do.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jiang Chen simply covered the diesel generator with the fluffy, thick down jacket, like a cotton quilt.

"Keep the machine warm."

He only said those four words, his tone eerily calm.

After saying that, he turned around and picked up a wrench and screwdriver from the toolbox next to him.

At this moment, Jiang Chen was only wearing a thin black sweater on his upper body.

A biting wind rushed in from the doorway, making his sweater cling tightly to his body, outlining his strong muscles.

"Are you crazy?! You'll freeze to death!"

Seeing this scene, Su Qing felt so heartbroken that tears almost fell from her eyes.

Without thinking, she took off her windbreaker and draped it over Jiang Chen.

"Get dressed!"

Jiang Chen didn't turn his head, but let out a low growl.

"Don't make things worse! Go back to the RV!"

This roar was filled with undeniable authority.

Jiang Chen ignored the commotion behind him.

All his attention was focused on the parts in his hands.

His fingers were frozen red and stiff from the extreme cold.

Every screw-tightening motion felt like using pliers to clamp down on one's own bones.

But his hand movements remained frighteningly steady.

Remove the spark plugs.

Clean carbon buildup.

Check the oil system.

Every step was carried out methodically and with the precision of a machine.

Time passed by, second by second.

Jiang Chen reinstalled the spark plugs and called out to Wang Dagou in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"pull!"

Wang Dagou gritted his teeth and grabbed the start rope again!

"boom--"

A dull, loud bang!

The generator suddenly jolted, its body shaking violently, and a thick plume of black smoke billowed from its exhaust pipe!

Immediately afterwards!

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat..."

That familiar and powerful roar, like heavenly music, instantly resounded throughout the entire greenhouse!

It worked!

"power ups!"

Jiang Chen roared.

Li Qiang immediately switched off the power!

"Buzz—"

In an instant, all the heating lamps in the greenhouse lit up again!

Row upon row, column upon column, like sparks that start a prairie fire!

The warm red light instantly illuminated everyone's face, and also the strawberry leaves covered in white frost!

The thermometer on the wall started to slowly rise!

The crisis is over!

Everyone erupted in cheers of relief!

Wang Xiuying was so excited that she cried and laughed at the same time, hugging Jiang Jianjun beside her and patting his back repeatedly.

Su Qing stopped crying and started laughing. A smile brighter than the sun bloomed on her little face, which was red from the cold.

Jiang Chen watched all this, and his tense nerves finally relaxed.

His vision went black, his body swayed uncontrollably, and he almost fell to the ground.