That night, it was bitterly cold. The population in the Celestial Horse Island camp doubled, nearly thirty more people, necessitating two extra hands to keep the boiler burning and for patrol duties.
In the camp, a few chimneys puffed smoke under the night sky, the bodies of zombies and chopped wood burning fiercely in the heater, with hot water racing repeatedly through pipes, providing a comfortable warmth to everyone in the camp.
The night passed quickly, the next day was cloudless and windless, yet still freezing cold.
Zhang Su woke up, and the first thing he did was focus on the issue of the Energy Slot.
He first focused on the Backup Energy Slot, very pleased that the first bar was already full, and the second had accumulated over eighty percent, meaning that overnight, the Backup Energy Slot had restored one hundred and fifty percent!
