I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

"Let's go back to the northern border," Zhang Chen said, "there are more people there who need us."

As the car drove into the night, Zhang Chen looked at the South Base gradually receding in the rearview mirror. There was buried a soul that could never take off its mask, and also buried countless distorted dreams.

The road ahead is still long and new challenges are waiting.

But at least this time, they don't have to wear masks.

A blizzard is raging in the Northern Frontier Base.

The heavy snow collapsed many houses, and the survivors were crowded into the few shelters. Zhang Chen stood in the snow, looking at the city swallowed by white, his heart aching.

"Chief!" Old Man Wang came running to report, "Three more houses collapsed! There are still people inside!"

Zhang Chen rushed to the scene immediately. The snow was already above his knees, and the cold wind was like a knife blowing on his face.

"Help!" A faint cry for help came from under the ruins.

Zhang Chen released his supernatural power to try to melt the snow, but new snowflakes soon covered it up again, as if there was no end.

"Hold on!" he shouted as he dug. "I'm here to save you!"

Finally, they found a gap, and inside it was a family of three. The little girl had lost consciousness, and her lips were purple.

"Send her to the shelter quickly!" Zhang Chen took off his coat and wrapped the little girl.

The shelter was packed with people, the air was murky, the elderly and children were huddled together, relying on the few heaters to keep warm.

"Chief," Lin Xiaomo handed over a statistics, "Currently one-third of the residents are still trapped outside, and there is a serious shortage of heating equipment."

"Where are the supplies?"

"The transport truck was blocked on the mountain road by heavy snow."

Zhang Chen clenched his fists: "The New Year is coming soon..."

An old lady came over tremblingly and said, "Chief, we may not have dumplings to eat this year."

Zhang Chen looked at the old man's wrinkled face and felt a pain in his heart. These people followed him to the northern border, hoping to live a better life, but now...

"Report!" The communicator suddenly sounded, "A new landslide was discovered in the east district!"

Zhang Chen rushed out of the shelter and fought the blizzard again. Although his supernatural power was powerful, it seemed so small in the face of the power of nature.

"No," he muttered to himself, "I can't give in like this."

He closed his eyes and began to release his icy power with all his strength. Since he couldn't stop the blizzard, he would use it!

"Everyone, attention!" he shouted into the communicator. "I want to build an igloo!"

Under his control, the flying snowflakes began to condense and form a solid dome. One after another, the igloos rose from the ground, shining like crystal palaces.

"Great!" the survivors cheered.

But Zhang Chen knew that this was only a temporary solution. Maintaining these igloos required continuous consumption of his superpowers, and his power was limited.

"Leader, you can't go on like this!" Lin Xiaomo said worriedly, "You will run out of energy!"

Zhang Chen shook his head: "As long as I can protect everyone, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. After several days of overload, his body reached its limit.

"Brother Zhang Chen!"

"I'm fine," he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Let's go see if there's anyone else who needs help."

As night fell, the blizzard continued to roar. In the shelter, people sat together, relying on their body heat to keep warm.

A little girl timidly asked: "Mom, will the zombies come again this year?"

The mother was silent.

Zhang Chen's heart moved when he heard this. He walked to the center of the shelter and waved his hands, and ice crystals condensed into various shapes in the air.

"Look, this is a dragon made of ice!" He controlled the ice crystals to fly in the air.

The children applauded in surprise and the adults also showed long-lost smiles.

"This is a phoenix!"

“This is the Great Wall!”

"This is..."

Suddenly, Zhang Chen's eyes went dark and he fell heavily. His supernatural power was finally exhausted.

"leader!"

"Don't worry," he smiled weakly, "I just...need to rest."

Lin Xiaomo supported him, tears in her eyes: "You haven't closed your eyes for three days."

"I can't sleep," Zhang Chen struggled to get up, "The ice house... needs to be maintained..."

"You take a rest first," a young man stepped forward, "We will take turns to keep watch and use firewood to keep the temperature high."

More people joined in.

They brought wood and made a bonfire, using the most primitive way to fight the cold.

Zhang Chen lay on the simple bed, looking at the busy figures in the firelight, and finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

In the kitchen, steam was rising. Gulimiya, wrapped in a thick red down jacket, with her round face reddened by the heat, was making dumplings with a group of girls.

"We need to put more stuffing in there," she said in a soft, northern accent. "It's not easy for us to work, we need to eat enough."

Her movements were swift, and the folds made by her white and tender fingers were neat and beautiful. The girls around her followed suit, and the kitchen was filled with laughter.

"Sister Mia, you have great skills!" someone praised.

Gulimiya smiled shyly, revealing two cute dimples: "I make dumplings at home. My parents love the ones I make."

Chapter 707: There is a lot of biological activity in the direction of the valley!

Suddenly, there was a noise outside. A few patrolling soldiers passed by the door, their stomachs rumbling.

"This fragrance..." They swallowed secretly.

Gulimiya heard it and quickly called out, "Everyone, don't leave! It will be ready soon. I've packed some for you too!"

Her thoughtfulness made the rough men blush and they stammered in thanks.

"Where's the leader?" Gulimiya asked as she wrapped her bag. "Is he still sleeping?"

"Yeah, I'm exhausted." Lin Xiaomo said, "I haven't eaten well these past few days."

Gulimiya heard this, and distress flashed in her round eyes: "That won't do."

She picked out the biggest and plumpest dumplings and carefully packed them into a heat-insulated food box, then found a thick cloth to wrap them up, fearing that the heat would leak out.

"I'll deliver it to the leader." She wrapped her down jacket tightly and walked towards Zhang Chen's room on the thick snow.

The cold wind made her round face even redder, but she still insisted on holding the food box to her chest to keep it warm. She walked to the door and gently pushed it open.

Zhang Chen was sleeping, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was having a nightmare. Gulimiya approached him on tiptoe and placed the lunch box at the bedside.

Heat and fragrance wafted away, and Zhang Chen slowly woke up.

"This is..." He rubbed his eyes.

"Chief," Gulimiya said quickly, "I made dumplings for you, eat them while they're hot."

Zhang Chen then noticed the girl in front of him. The down jacket made her look like a cute little bear, with rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, full of innocent concern.

"Thank you," he said, "but the others..."

"Everyone gets a share!" Gulimiya said quickly, "My sisters and I packed a lot!"

She opened the food box and saw steaming dumplings neatly arranged, their crystal clear skin revealing the fresh fillings.

"Try it," Gulimiya looked at him expectantly, "I put a lot of meat filling in it."

Zhang Chen picked up one and took a bite. The delicious soup burst in his mouth, making him involuntarily reveal a satisfied expression.

"Delicious!" he said sincerely.

Gulimiya smiled happily, her dimples deepening: "That's good, Chief, eat more!"

She clumsily tried to pour water for Zhang Chen, but was tripped by her down jacket and almost fell. Zhang Chen quickly supported her, and the two looked at each other, and Gulimiya's face became even redder.

"I'm... sorry." She lowered her head in panic.

Zhang Chen thought she was particularly cute like this, and couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Her unpainted face, simple dress, and honest personality were completely different from those women who deliberately dressed up.

"Gulimiya," he asked suddenly, "are you from the north?"

"Yes!" Gulimiya nodded, "I'm from the Northeast."

No wonder they know how to make dumplings, Zhang Chen thought. This traditional skill is passed down from generation to generation among girls in Northeast China.

"Chief, take your time eating," Gulimiya said with a blushing face, "I'll go check on the others."

Looking at her back as she left, Zhang Chen suddenly felt that this winter with blizzards raging seemed not so cold.

Outside, there were sounds of laughter and joy. The survivors sat together, eating steaming dumplings, their faces filled with happy smiles.

Gulimiya continued to be busy in the kitchen, secretly glancing at Zhang Chen's room from time to time with a sweet smile on her lips.

This year may be very warm.

The valleys in the northern border are covered with snow, and the strong wind howls through the coniferous forests, making ghostly whimpers.

In a cave deep in the mountain, huge snow beasts were hibernating. Their silvery-white fur almost blended with the ice crystals on the cave wall, and every breath condensed into white mist in the cold air. These usually ferocious predators were now curled up like docile big cats.

"Roar..." A cub murmured softly in his dream.

Suddenly, there was a strange noise coming from the cave entrance, and several ragged figures staggered over, their movements mechanical and slow, with frost on their rotting skin.

Zombies.

They were almost unable to move in the blizzard, but the smell of blood in the air awakened their hunger. It turned out to be a wounded snow beast, its hind leg was scratched by something, and it was licking the wound at the entrance of the cave.

"Hiss..." The leading zombie let out a hoarse growl and pounced on the injured snow beast.

The snow beast was unable to react and was bitten on the neck by the zombie. It angrily swung its body and threw the zombie against the rock wall. But more zombies swarmed over it, greedily biting its flesh.

"Roar!" The snow beast howled in pain, and the sound echoed in the valley.

The tribe deep in the cave was awakened, but it was too late.

The injured snow beast began to undergo terrible changes. Its originally beautiful silver-white fur turned gray, its eyes were bloodshot, and its fangs grew wildly. Its muscles swelled and broke through its skin, revealing the rotten tissue underneath.

"Roar!" Its roar was no longer the roar of a wild beast, but was filled with unnatural neighing.

The infected snow beast turned to its own tribe, and the family affection it once had was gone. It pounced on the nearest companion and tore the throat of the other party with its claws. The blood dyed the ice crystals on the cave wall red.

"Ah!" More snow beasts were infected. They were much larger than ordinary zombies and their power was even more terrifying.

A mutated snow beast broke through the cave wall and rushed into the snowstorm. Its body temperature rose sharply, and the snow around it melted. Its scarlet eyes emitted a strange light in the blizzard.

Soon, the entire valley was filled with the roar of the mutated snow beast.

They are no longer afraid of the cold, but instead become excited because of their high body temperature.

The huge body left deep claw marks on the snow and moved towards the human settlement.

On the observation tower of the base, a guard suddenly noticed something unusual in the distance.

“Report!” he shouted into the communicator in horror, “There is a lot of biological activity in the direction of the valley! Their size… their size is much larger than that of ordinary zombies!”

Zhang Chen, who was resting, suddenly opened his eyes. He rushed to the window and looked towards the valley. In the snowstorm, a huge figure was approaching.

"Not good!" His face changed drastically, "It's the snow beasts! They... are infected!"

Gulimiya also ran to the window, her round face turning pale: "Oh my God, they are twice as big as ordinary snow beasts!"

The mutated snow beasts were getting closer and closer, their roars drowning out the howling wind. The rotting flesh and the high-temperature melted snow mixed together, emitting a disgusting smell.

"Prepare for battle!" Zhang Chen made a prompt decision, "All personnel who can fight should gather at the city wall immediately!"

But he knew that ordinary defense would be difficult to sustain against these mutated behemoths. And his supernatural powers had not yet fully recovered...

In the snowstorm, the shadow of death is approaching.

Chapter 708 This winter has just begun...