“It feels even colder than that night on Eggshell Island!”
“Quick, get the bear fur coat! I want the bear fur coat!”
“Let’s huddle together a bit longer to keep warm!”
“Why don’t we build a fire in the cave?”
“No, the smoke would choke us to death!”
"Alright, frozen to death or choked to death. I'd rather freeze to death on principle..."
"Oh right, Lu Zhe, should we make a couple more bear oil lamps?"
Lu Zhe pondered for a moment: "No use. A little fire won't solve the fundamental problem! The temperature will continue to drop. Even if you all manage to endure it now, you will still get sick from the cold tonight. I would be distressed if any of my beloved consorts fell ill."
Ning Shu sighed: “Hearing such scummy words, I actually feel kind of warm. I’m done for. Are you guys sure I don’t have Stockholm syndrome?”
"That's not it!"
Shen Bing hugged her belly and shook her head: "Stockholm syndrome is when the victim develops a psychological dependence and admiration for their abuser. Lu Zhe cherishes you all so much, how could he ever abuse you? "
Hearing this, Ning Shu's face flushed slightly: "He obviously cherishes Qianqian the most."
Lin Qianqian blushed too: “No way!”
Jiang Yao said: “I think it’s Guo'er.”
Tang Xiaoguo said: “Yao Yao, can I take that as your strategic retreat?”
"Well..."
Jiang Yao sighed: “Let’s get back to thinking about how to keep warm. Why is it so cold today?”
As the girls were chatting, Lu Zhe suddenly had an idea.
He squeezed the mud and pebbles dug out from inside the cave. A perfect solution emerged in his mind!
One that could provide warmth to the cave without filling it with smoke and carbon monoxide!
"Is there any of the weeds left on the ground from before?"
"Most were thrown away. What’s left got mixed into this pile of dirt. You said this soil might still be useful so it wasn’t discarded."
"That's great!!"
"Use the weeds as fuel?"
"No!" Lu Zhe spoke very seriously: “Later, pick out all the rocks from the soil, remember to only pick out rocks, don’t pick out any weeds. Don’t throw away the rocks you pick out, I need all of them!"
Although the girls didn’t know what Lu Zhe was going to do, did they have any reason not to trust him at this point?
There was no time to explain!
Just do as told, ask later!
The few girls started sifting through the soil, picking out rocks!
Lu Zhe split another section of bamboo and turned it into thin bamboo strips with his commando dagger.
He then drew a 50 cm square about half a meter from the bamboo door on the ground. He started inserting bamboo strips along the edges of the square frame into the ground.
The bamboo strips were about 50 cm apart, with about 40 cm sticking out from the ground.
Then he tied a third bamboo strip at the top with a rope between every two bamboo strips.
That was considered one set of bamboo frames. Lu Zhe placed one set every 5 cm or so, leaving a gap, covering the entire square frame!
He then laid 10 bamboo strips horizontally across those bamboo frames, also leaving one strip out in the middle.
By this time, the girls had just about finished sorting out the rocks and soil.
One pile of rocks, one pile of soil.
Lu Zhe chose some soil and added water to it, starting to knead mud!
The soil here originally had quite high cohesiveness. With the addition of rotten grass leaves, its tenacity was further enhanced.
After kneading the mud, he started plastering mud along the bamboo frame, building up rocks.
The curious girls craned their necks:
Ning Shu nodded: "What is this for?"
Tang Xiaoguo acted like she totally got it: “It’s an umbrella swift rabbit hutch for raising bunnies!"
Jiang Yao said: “We live in a cave and the bunnies get a brick house? Isn’t that kind of backwards?"
Lin Qianqian sighed: “I don’t get it, what is this for?"
"No!" Shen Bing pondered for a moment: “If I’m not mistaken this should be a stove!"
Lu Zhe said: “My beloved consorts, if you have time, could you stop rambling and help finish plastering this mud stove!"
"Sure!"
"Coming!"
"I love playing with mud!"
"Exercising might make us less cold."
The shivering girls all gathered around.
With the soil to water ratio well controlled, the cohesiveness of this mud became very high, like putty.
With the six people working together, the bamboo frame quickly turned into a mud box stuck to the ground.
Ning Shu pointed to the last hole they couldn’t seal: “It’s hard to deal with this big hole, what should we do?"
"No need to seal this one, it can serve as the fuel feed opening. Two more openings are needed."
As he spoke, Lu Zhe dug out a flue hole towards the upper back of the mud box with his paratrooper knife, and finally made a hole at the very top for boiling water!
Lin Qianqian nodded: “I see, there is one strip missing horizontally and vertically for that upper hole!"
"That's right!"
Lu Zhe nodded: “Guo’er, do you still think it looks like a rabbit burrow now?"
Tang Xiaoguo pondered for a moment: “A sly rabbit has three burrows, and it just so happens to have three holes!"
Lu Zhe shook his head: “You got me there!"
Shen Bing still thought a bit further: “But doesn’t it need to vent smoke?"
"The removed bamboo sections could be used as a chimney, but they would easily burn through. "
"Bamboo would definitely burn if directly exposed to fire."
"Yes, we can create a transitional device."
"Do you know how?"
"I do!"
Lu Zhe split some more thin bamboo strips.
He bent the thin strips into rings, tied up the ends, making 8 rings!
Then he used four bamboo strips and banana fiber ropes to connect these rings from large to small, forming a cylindrical object.
"Let's continue plastering mud!"
Following the shape, they plastered on mud, forming a mud cylinder.
Shen Bing took it over to examine: “Good thinking.”
“Let’s continue the chimney!"
"Wouldn't just bamboo work?"
"The bamboo nodes have to be removed!"
Lu Zhe picked a bamboo that was two meters long and about 10cm in diameter!
Then he poked a thinner bamboo inside.
For some reason, all four girls shuddered simultaneously.
The bamboo nodes were smashed. With a rustling sound they spilled out, leaving an unobstructed hollow bamboo.
The stove’s flue hole was aligned to the transitional cylinder, and the transitional cylinder was aligned to the bamboo.
Lu Zhe propped the middle of the bamboo slightly higher. By the time it reached outside of the cave, it drooped down slightly again due to its own weight.
“Some modifications are still needed for the bamboo door to accommodate the chimney.
This way rainwater won't pour into the bamboo, and the rainwater falling outside forms a negative pressure, pulling the smoke out of the bamboo, forming an ideal chimney."
Lin Qianqian nodded: “Sounds great!"
By this time, the temperature had dropped further.
Jiang Yao hugged her shoulders, shivering as she asked: “Can we use it now? I’m freezing to death."
"Not yet! Go make a 20 cm diameter mud cake and a brick sized mud block with mud. Faster the better."
"Got it!"
The girls didn’t mind their freezing hands as they hurried to start on it.
Lu Zhe took a worn cotton piece of clothing and twisted out as much water as possible. He then emptied half a bottle of bear oil onto the clothing and kneaded it into a ball.
He then carefully stuffed it into the stove and carefully stacked a large number of branches and sticks on top of the clothing.
When the stove was just about full, Lu Zhe lit the clothing inside using an oil lamp. It was a bit difficult to ignite, but once lit it wouldn’t extinguish easily.
Once the clothing started burning, he swiftly sealed off the boiling hole with the mud cake. Through the fuel feed opening, he fanned air inside to stimulate combustion and circulation, while also letting the smoke billow out from the chimney opening.
After a short while, the fire inside the stove burned vigorously. He then blocked half the fuel feed opening with the mud brick.
As the temperature inside the stove climbed, the stove walls and transitional mud cylinder became increasingly sturdy.
The small cave finally began warming up.

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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."