The weather grew colder and colder.
The outdoor temperature had already dropped to around minus fifty degrees Celsius. Zhang Yang had temporarily activated two boilers and ordered every Residential House to light its heated brick beds and fireplaces. Only then was the indoor temperature maintained.
Ordinary villagers were no longer allowed to leave their Residential Houses, while the weaker soldiers had all retreated into the warm fortress. Only Captain-Level Soldiers and the heroes remained outside, patrolling and handling daily affairs.
"My lord, it looks like that Ghost Queen really intends to fight us to the death. There are still five days before winter ends, yet it's still this cold here. I think the temperature will keep dropping over the next few days."
Wu Yuan wore a bearskin cloak and carried Hero's Spear on his back as he patrolled the outer wall with Zhang Yang. He was a four-star hero with three extraordinary attributes, so this low temperature was nothing to him.
Of course, even more inhuman were Wang Mumu, Duan Kuan, Song Dachui, and Zhou Datou—the four fellows with the Frost talent. They could bathe stark naked in the snow. It was an utterly blatant display of superiority.
It was precisely because of the four of them that much of the village's dirty and exhausting work had been assigned to them.
Boiler-firing, delivering firewood and water to the residents, and so on. The lower the temperature fell, the more difficult these seemingly ordinary daily chores became.
"Doesn't matter. I'm only afraid that the Ghost Queen won't come."
Zhang Yang was wrapped up like a furry bear. He wore three layers of boots and three layers of animal-hide coats, with a huge bearskin cloak over them. From a distance, he looked like a fluffy ball of yarn.
That appearance had earned