Blizzard

"Back already?" Zi Gui saw the group enter and spoke up. "Shang Mo just called and told us to keep waiting for him here. Something came up, so he'll be back later."

Jiang Cheng and the others came over and sat down around the stove. After steadying herself, Gongsun Zhiruo told Zi Gui, the Fatty, and the others about Nima Dui, especially the strange old man in the shack.

The strangeness in this village was obvious, but they currently had very few clues. There was little point in discussing it further. Just then, the Fatty's stomach let out a "gurgle," and he turned to search for food in his backpack.

He remembered having dried beef, chocolate, and the like inside—things he loved to eat.

Bai Xi stopped him and said in a rather formal tone, "These are reserve supplies. Before we begin climbing, we should avoid consuming them whenever possible."

"But we can't just keep starving like this." Han Juanjuan looked hungry too. She gazed toward the tent flap and said dejectedly, "Besides, who knows when that Shang Mo will be back?"

They had already alarmed the people in the village. If they went out to look for food now, they might cause some kind of trouble. But if they stayed in the tent, they would just have to go hungry.

"I think there was a basket of sweet potatoes in the room where I woke up," Jiang Cheng recalled. He remembered seeing it on the floor near the door, but before he could get a close look, Shang Mo had arrived.

"Sweet potatoes?" Zhou Yuxuan couldn't help but freeze.

"Mister Jiang, you must have seen it wrong." Gongsun Zhiruo spoke somewhat apologetically. "How could there be sweet potatoes in a place like this? The altitude here is too high,