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Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 430

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: Frostbite

When Melody Summers returned home from 1501, she happened to run into Winnie Summers and Colin Summers, who were just about to head out.

Seeing the two of them fully bundled up in down jackets and fur hats, Melody quickly asked, "Mom, Uncle, it’s so cold outside. Where are you two going?"

Winnie Summers reached out and tightened the scarf around Melody’s neck. "We’re heading to 1806 to discuss how to receive the supplies with Mr. Lynch and the others," she replied.

Hearing this, Melody asked, a little confused, "Receive supplies?"

Winnie nodded and explained, "That’s right. Everyone’s nearly used up the charcoal and food that was distributed before the blizzard. We got a notice from upstairs saying they’ll be airdropping replenishment supplies, so we have to go discuss how we’re going to receive them."

Colin Summers added from the side, "Yeah. They say the supplies will be dropped onto the roof of each building during a break in the snow. If that’s true, we’ll have to clear the snow off the roof beforehand."

Melody’s eyes lit up at the news. "Let me go with you," she suggested. "Maybe I can help."

Colin shook his head repeatedly. "A few employees from the property management center live in this building, and they’ve already gone over. With so many of us, we’ll have enough people to handle it. It’s too cold right now, so you should hurry back inside!"

Winnie chimed in, "He’s right, sweetie. Hurry home. It’s freezing out, so don’t run around. Look at you, your face is all red from the cold!"

After they spoke, they ignored Melody’s protests and unceremoniously pushed her through the door.

Seeing this, Melody felt helpless and could only give up on the idea of tagging along for now.

’In any case, the government’s decision to airdrop supplies will solve our most pressing problem. The city has been snowed in for over two months, and now the heating is out. If we don’t get more supplies, I’m afraid people really won’t be able to hold on much longer...’

As Melody mulled this over, she took off her scarf, hat, gloves, and goggles. The underfloor heating in the apartment was running high, and the warmth radiating up from the floor was deeply reassuring.

Grace Sutton walked slowly into the living room carrying a fruit platter. When her gaze fell on Melody’s face, her eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Oh my! What happened to your face?!"

Hearing her voice, Melody looked up, a bit dazed. She saw Grace hastily put down the fruit platter and run toward her, her face etched with worry.

Grace ran to Melody’s side, frowning as she gently touched Melody’s face. "H-How did this happen?!" she asked, her own face filled with distress. "Why is your face so red? And it’s bleeding a little!"

Melody didn’t know what she meant, so she casually picked up a mirror from the cabinet to take a look—

—And she was shocked by what she saw!

In the mirror, her face was slightly swollen. Large, uneven red patches had appeared on her once fair, smooth cheeks, and some spots were even oozing blood.

In addition, two small, transparent blisters had formed on the skin below her right eye. They weren’t particularly obvious, but a closer look revealed the tissue fluid seeping within.

Just then, Grace also noticed the two blisters. She gasped, at a loss for what to do. "Th-This is frostbite, isn’t it?!... Oh, what are we going to do?!"

Melody’s skin was very fair, which made the red patches on her face look all the more startling and severe. But with the city snowed in, they couldn’t even go to a hospital. Grace was instantly frantic with worry, and her hands began to tremble slightly.

Even Melody herself hadn’t expected it. She had only been outside for a short while and had gotten lazy, not bothering to wrap her face with her scarf. And now she had frostbite!

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