"Step." An outdoor boot with gray leather stepped on the ground.

Liuyuan grabbed his hair and stood with Al in front of a private clinic in a greenhouse.

There was some impatience on her face, maybe because of the things she had to do next, or maybe because she hadn't washed her hair for too long and it was a little itchy when she woke up in the morning.

Maybe I should have a cropped haircut, or maybe a bald head.

With such serious consideration, Yanagihara took Al into the greenhouse clinic.

It must be admitted that if you want to cross an ice field, you do need some supplies. Yanagihara does not need some supplies, but Al must need them, such as oxygen and food.

Naturally, Liuyuan had nothing to exchange for these supplies, so after thinking about it, she finally thought of a way to get some necessary resources.

Normally she doesn't like to use this method, but who knows, now she has another mouth around her.

This private clinic is not big, it can even be said to be a little small, and it is located in the corner of a somewhat deserted street.

When you open the door, you can see the various instruments inside. If these instruments could be cleaner, it might give people a sense of identity. Unfortunately, they are obviously rarely wiped.

The walls are mottled, with rust and cracks covering almost every surface visible to the naked eye.

Compared to a clinic, this is more like a black workshop that resells human organs.

Fortunately, Yanagihara was looking for exactly this kind of place.

"Liu Yuan, what are we doing here?" Al looked around and grabbed the corner of Yanagi Yuan's clothes uneasily.

"Don't worry, I'm just here to exchange some things." Liuyuan seemed very calm. He found a chair and sat down, and then called out to the inside of the clinic.

"Hey, is anyone there?"

"Yes!" A somewhat old voice agreed, while talking ramble.

"If I were you I'd probably prefer to keep quiet in case old Pete forgets the scissors in your belly during surgery."

After the words fell, a slightly stooped figure opened a curtain, wiped his hands and walked out.

"I won't do surgery or see a doctor." Liuyuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently.

"Then what are you doing?"

This doctor who calls himself Old Pete wears a coat that is unclear whether it is yellow or white, and wears a pair of round half-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His old face and thin body make him look like he is at least sixty years old.

Although he is 20 years old, his voice is still harsh and harsh, without any kindness of the old man.

Liuyuan did not answer Old Pete's question immediately. Instead, he looked sideways at Al next to him, raised his chin toward the door, and spoke.

"Go to the door and wait for a while."

Al glanced at Liuyuan and Old Pete worriedly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he obediently walked outside and closed the door of the clinic.

After watching Al walk out, Yanagihara turned to look at Old Pete again and said.

"I'm here to sell something."

"Oh?" Old Pete's eyes lit up, and he raised his skinny palm to adjust his glasses.

"What do you want to sell?"

Yanagi Yuan turned his face sideways and said casually: "Blood, organs, what else can you sell here?"

"That's right." Old Pete seemed to feel that he had asked a question that was not smart, so he nodded and said instead.

"How much exactly is it?"

"1000 type O blood, and one kidney." Yanagihara raised his eyebrows and answered.

"That's a lot..." Old Pete lowered his voice, with a strange gleam in his eyes, and glanced outside the door and continued to ask.

"Is it yours or that girl's?"

"Mine." Liuyuan noticed Old Pete's gaze and moved his body to block Old Pete's gaze.

"If you don't want to be exiled to the ice field by the guards, I advise you to stop trying to take advantage of that child."

Because of the massive decrease in the number of humans, all crimes related to children in the ice field are serious crimes. This may be why Al, as a child, has been able to live here alone for so long. At least the police force is still maintaining the last line of humankind.

order, otherwise she would have been robbed and starved to death on the street.

Al has no parents, and her sister is her last relative. This is what Yanagihara learned from her mouth.

"Oh, of course, of course." Old Pete looked at Liuyuan's somewhat cold eyes, smiled sarcastically, raised his hands and said.

"You are a guest, so naturally I will listen to you. So whatever you want, as long as the price is right, Old Pete will try his best to prepare it for you."

"The kidneys are used to exchange for two bottles of compressed oxygen and liquid fuel, and the blood is used to exchange for food. If possible, I also hope that you can fill up the gas for my snowmobile and add some clothes to the girl outside the door."

"Well, that's unreasonable." Old Pete shook his head: "Oxygen, fuel, oil, the prices of these things are not cheap."

"The price of human life is not cheap." Liuyuan turned his body sideways, revealing the revolver in his arms.

"Ma'am." Old Pete looked at the pistol and narrowed his eyes.

"If you want to sell your own organs, I don't think you should negotiate the price with your attending doctor like this."

"Who said you are my attending doctor?" Liuyuan drooped his eyes and said, "I will get the kidney to you myself."

"Ha." Old Pete raised one of his fingers and said as if he heard some big joke.

"Okay, I will prepare those things for you. If you come back here tomorrow at this time, if you can really take out your own kidney, I will give you another tank of oxygen."

"Is it settled?" Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then blinked his eyes, seemingly in a good mood.

"It's settled." Old Pete vowed, obviously not believing that Liuyuan could do such a thing.

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So the next day, Yanagihara brought his own snowmobile.

Under Old Pete's disbelieving gaze, she dug out one of her kidneys, pretended to sew up the wound on her waist, and took away all the supplies.

For her who had lost her sense of pain, she didn't even need anesthesia to do such a thing. Even when she walked to the door, her wound had healed, and even the removed kidney was healed.

It has grown back.

Of course, these old Pete didn't know this. He just stood there, staring blankly at the bloody kidney, and let Yanagihara take everything away.

Well, that's a reasonable reaction for someone watching someone else dissect themselves for the first time.

Yanagi Yuan was in a good mood, and the flow of blood made her feel a little alive again.

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"Click." After inserting the last tank of oxygen on the side of the snowmobile, Yanagihara let Al sit in the back seat, while he straddled the front and grabbed the handle.

Here is the door to the greenhouse.

At noon, the door of the greenhouse under the barrier slowly opened, revealing the world outside.

It was a piece of snow-white, monotonous without any color, with a cold and refreshing silence.

A gust of cold wind mixed with flying snow poured in from the door, swept through the street, and rolled up the clothes of the people in front of the door.

It's not every day that someone goes outside the greenhouse, or that no one wants to go there if it's not necessary.

It was the same today, there were only a few scattered groups of people leaving the greenhouse.

In front of the door, Yanagihara was sitting on a snowmobile, covering her hair that was blown by the wind with her hands. This once again made her have the urge to cut off her hair.

There is still some snow between the tracks of the motorcycle, and essential travel supplies are tied with ropes behind the seat.

Al sat behind Liuyuan. She put on a new set of clothes. The thick cold-proof clothing increased her chances of surviving in the ice field.

The girl put her hands around Liuyuan's waist. Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps for some other reason, she poked her head out of Liuyuan's back and looked outside the greenhouse door.

She had never been outside the greenhouse. It was a world that was completely unfamiliar to her. People always have a bit of fear for unfamiliar things, let alone the kind of place that is called a desperate situation.

The ice field outside the greenhouse is endless, and mutated beasts are infested. Almost no one can survive there alone. Therefore, people usually go out in convoys, and even hired people will travel in groups.

"Yagihara." Al's voice came from behind Yanagihara, seeming to be trembling: "Can we get to Greenhouse No. 4?"

Yanagi Yuan turned his eyes a little, took off a helmet from the car, turned around and put it on the girl's head.

As for herself, she simply wore a scarf. She was alone all year round, so she only had one helmet in the car.

"Able to."

Her tone was as casual and calm as ever, but her assurance had an inexplicable sense of trust.

"Yeah." Al was wearing a helmet, and his arms around Yanagihara's waist were held tighter.

With the muffled sound of the engine, and under the watchful eyes of the guards in front of the door, the snowmobile started to drive and drove the two of them out of the greenhouse gate.

A gatekeeper wearing a mask looked at the motorcycle going away, was stunned, and asked his companion beside him.

"Did we just see two people driving a motorcycle into the ice field?"

His companion was holding the valve in his hand and answered without looking back.

"If you are blind, please don't take me with you. How can two people leave the greenhouse? They won't even survive three days."

"But I do seem to have seen it."

"Maybe you just saw a motorcycle."
To be continued...