"Good thing I left markers, or I really would've gotten lost."
By an ice lake deep within the Ice God Snowfield, Danheng looked at the marker he had left earlier and thought it was fortunate he had prepared in advance.
The blizzards in the Ice God Snowfield had suddenly intensified these past few days, turning the entire sky a murky gray.
The snowfield itself had little variation in terrain, so Danheng had left his own markers in many places to ensure he would not lose his sense of direction.
It had been nearly half a month since Danheng entered the Ice God Snowfield. The environment of the Far North inevitably reminded him of Jarilo-VI and Belobog.
Only, compared to those places, this one was far more desolate.
After all, there was no city hidden amid the wind and snow here—only endless snowfall and troublesome soul beasts.
Danheng set up a small tent to shield himself from the snowstorm, then lay down to rest.
In a place like this, if he did not take precautions and simply fell asleep on the ground, he would probably wake up buried alive under the snow!
"Huh? There seems to be someone ahead."
"Be careful. I'll go take a look."
Just as Danheng was about to close his eyes, he suddenly heard two faint voices coming from the woods not far behind him. They sounded like two girls.
Danheng's sleepiness instantly vanished. He carefully listened to the footsteps of the person approaching the tent. When they drew near, he rose to his feet, turned around, and met the newcomer's gaze.
"..."
Two pairs of large eyes stared at each other, and the scene suddenly fell silent, with only the howling wind and snow passing by.
Acquaintances.
"Senior Danheng?"
"Miss Zhu?"
After a long while, they