Chapter 80

Before the three of them came into contact with "Red Ice," the hexagrams Fu Bai Xuan had divined for them had both good and bad aspects.

Today's business, if they trusted the trading party too much—that is, the guy named Sampo—they might be cheated;

at night, there would be a disaster involving bloodshed, but if handled correctly, they could turn danger into safety, and there would be an unexpected harvest tomorrow;

after this period passed, the threat of imprisonment would also be lifted, and although the days ahead would be hard, there would be great hope;

At that time, Fu Bai Xuan had no interest in the subsequent developments.

Clearly.

The hexagrams showed that they would not cross paths with "SCP-009."

But her thoughts were quickly overturned.

While processing the bear carcass, the three of them had touched "SCP-009"!

And that moment served as a dividing line.

No matter how Fu Bai Xuan divined, there was only one result:

Ten deaths, no chance of survival!

It was as if the previous hexagrams (Nono Zhao) were all fake!

"...How could this be?"

Fu Bai Xuan stood up from her seat, hands behind her back, pacing the room, her mind racing.

From the moment the Foundation was exposed to everything today, all the details surfaced before her eyes.

Divining the Foundation, no result could be obtained;

divining some of the Foundation's past actions, no result could be obtained;

divining matters related to SCPs, either there was no result, or it was like today.

Before and after contact, a person's fate was directly split into two, with absolutely no room for reversal.

Moreover, it was impossible to divine the existence of an SCP beforehand!

"What exactly is an SCP?"

Fu Bai Xuan lowered her head, her brows furrowed.

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Walking against the light toward the shimmering object, "Eldest Brother" breathed a sigh of relief.

It was indeed a building, not smooth ice crystals.

Ice and snow had buried its main structure, with only the top floor exposed.

Even luckier.

Most of its glass was still intact, unbroken, and could block the wind and snow.

The missing part could be blocked with a sled and bear hide to serve as a ventilation opening.

It was perfect for today's camp!

They really had good luck today!

Just like the bottle cap divination they did before leaving yesterday!

"Eldest Brother" untied the rope from his body and looked at the sled behind him.

On it lay "Third Brother," their weapons, the ancient relics for trade, and the processed bear meat.

This bear meat was very strange; it should have been cold long ago, yet blood was still seeping out, and a layer of red ice had already formed on "Third Brother's" clothes.

As for "Second Brother," he was responsible for carrying the bear hide and various items for starting a fire, and ensuring nothing fell off the sled.

"Second Brother" carried the bear hide, watching the sled to ensure "Third Brother" and the bear meat wouldn't roll off.

The only bad thing was...

"Third Brother's" condition had worsened a bit; this tough guy, who wouldn't make a sound even if his palms were pierced by blades, was now whimpering softly.

Clearly, the injury he sustained earlier was quite serious.

How could that damn bear have such great strength?

"Eldest Brother" threw the rope aside, pulled "Third Brother" up from the sled, patted his back, and comforted him:

"Brother, hang in there a little longer; the shelter is right ahead."

"Brother, get some sleep, and you'll be better when you wake up tomorrow."

"Third Brother" nodded heavily, as if he were trying to shake his head off his neck:

"Of course I'm fine; my life isn't that fragile."

Afterward, he took another swig of alcohol to continue numbing his pain.

No one noticed that tiny red crystals had already appeared at the corners of his mouth, looking 997, as if his mouth had been frostbitten and was bleeding.

"Holy crap, he's already terminally ill... in just this short time, the 'Red Ice' has already spread to his mouth."

"Oh my god, how painful must that be? I can't imagine what it feels like to freeze from the inside out."

"Wait, didn't they notice the bear's blood was wrong?"

"They definitely noticed, but who would think in that direction? Unless you see it with your own eyes, who would think something that looks so ordinary could destroy the world and kill people invisibly?"

"I'm already burning incense for these guys. I'm not watching the rest; I don't want to lose sleep."

Just as a group of viewers trembled in their hearts, on the screen.

"Eldest Brother" helped "Third Brother" cross the window sill into the room, and instantly, the strange feeling of being blown by the cold wind disappeared.

The situation inside was even better than he had imagined.

The room was spacious, the floor was tiled, and the tables, chairs, and sofas inside were still in good condition.

Besides that, there were some unknown pieces of furniture; their shells had rotted, debris covered the floor, exposing the metal wires inside.

He helped "Third Brother" to the sofa, let him lean against it, and then dragged the sled and the day's harvest inside.

"Second Brother" also jumped down from the window sill.

He untied the bear hide he was carrying on his back, covered the broken glass, and left a ventilation hole the size of a piece of glass to prevent them from suffocating to death.

Afterward.

He squatted in front of "Third Brother," checked the other's state, and asked:

"How do you feel? Can you still start a fire?"

"Third Brother" endured the sharp pain, nodded, and gave a forced smile:

"Of course, I'm not dead yet."

"You guys go ahead and do your thing."

To prove he (bbcj) was fine, he stood up on his own, opened the stove, and arranged the charcoal.

Seeing this, "Second Brother" felt relieved.

However, he felt some discomfort where he had been carrying the bear hide, as if he had been grazed.

"It's all yours; we'll be back soon."

Patting his brother on the shoulder, he went to find "Eldest Brother."

The other was currently making a torch, which would be their only light source for exploring this building.

Afterward, the two of them held torches and followed the wall, step by step, until they found the stairwell.

"Second Brother" looked at the spiraling, seemingly endless stairs and took the initiative to take on the task of exploring downward:

"Big Brother, I'll go check the next floor; you stay on this floor to look after Third Brother."

Touching the amulet on his neck and the dagger in his inner pocket, "Eldest Brother" took out a hand warmer and handed it to him.

Then, with a torch in one hand and a long blade in the other, he walked into the room next door.

Without surprise, "Eldest Brother" saw a layout similar to what he had just seen.

"Hahaha!"

"Eldest Brother" was stunned for a moment, then his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

We've struck it rich!