Carriage Shop

Although Wang Zhifan did not care much about the lives and deaths of other creatures, an idea suddenly struck him. He decided to pull a stunt and disgust the World Will that wanted to kill him once again.

His gaze shifted for the moment to a place about ten kilometers away, where small hemispherical snow huts stood upon the vast snowy plain.

Inside one of the cramped snow huts, the foxkin Xiaobai held its child, Little Little White, in its arms. The two foxes, large and small, happily gnawed on frozen fish meat, while several fish bones too difficult to swallow had been tossed near the entrance.

Suddenly, Xiaobai sensed something. Its gaze shifted to the thickest fish bone in the snow at the entrance, where tiny, hard ice crystals rapidly condensed across its surface, accompanied by a faint freezing sound. A terrible feeling immediately arose in its heart.

"Not good! This Snow Region really is unsafe. Even daytime has suddenly become unbearably cold! We probably won't make it this time. If I'd known, I never should have come here..."

From Xiaobai's thoughts, it was clear that it had not always lived in the Snow Region. It had only come here recently. But evidently, it was about to pay for that choice, freezing to death with Little Little White in its arms amid the extreme cold, inside this tiny snow hut.

If things continued like this, then Xiaobai was right. The temperature around them was dropping far too quickly. Even with their long fur and natural resistance to cold, neither it nor Little Little White could endure such immense malice from the heavens.

But just as the two foxes were about to freeze solid and become one with the cramped snow hut, a strange cry of a street vendor suddenly