The Weak Are Cast Aside, the Strong Fight to Survive

(Waaah, it's Monday! Please send recommendations! We're only at 1,016 right now—how pitiful! Heehee, if we reach 1,250 today, Sixue will post an extra chapter on top of the usual two! How about it, everyone? Sixue wants to go all out!)

What had Er Dongsheng thought of?

A sand bed!

That was it. He had suddenly thought of a way to keep warm with sand! The method was simple: spread clean, dry sand over the bed, preferably in a thick layer, then bury stones heated until they were scorching hot inside it. Lay hides over the top, and if all went well, the buried stones could give off heat all night!

He was making a crude heated brick bed—or rather, a heated sand bed!

"That's not a bad idea, but we'll have to wait until the snow lets up!" He sighed. He would have to endure it a little longer.

Another morning came. The Lesser Imp Sibya had just left. Er Dongsheng had dug him a small cave beside his own, and because it was smaller, it held heat even better than theirs. The fellow seemed to have slept well these past few days!

Little Lulu and Bell were beside him, constantly peering into a little bronze mirror. The two little things were busy making themselves pretty! No wonder Succubuses were said to be irresistibly alluring by nature. That little girl was already so fond of looking beautiful at her age! As for Little Bei'er, she wanted to join in anything that looked fun. She simply couldn't bear to be left out!

Er Dongsheng glanced at the little bronze mirror and pursed his lips helplessly. He had kept that thing on him even through a life-or-death battle and never thrown it away. Yet after studying it for ages on