Three hours later, everyone gathered in White Iron Town.
But Zhang Ping and the others looked nothing like people who had come to protect the town. They looked more like a gang of bandits.
Every resident of White Iron Town had been bound with hemp rope and locked inside the town's largest house. Zhang Ping and the others stood outside, discussing what to do next.
So far, they had no idea where the danger would come from, or whether the enemy would be human or a mutated beast.
All they knew was that they had to protect White Iron Town for one week.
Zhang Shouzhong came out of the house cursing. "These people don't know what's good for them. We came to protect them, and not only are they ungrateful, they even spat at me."
"That's a problem the previous Investigation Team left behind. Let's set it aside for now. What matters is how we protect White Iron Town," Lu Han said.
Feng Laixian looked down the town's only main street. "With the mountain at its back, this place is easy to defend and hard to attack. The only trouble is that we don't know how deep the snow is."
If he fought at full strength, the snow around him would melt rapidly.
If it was deep enough, he could sink into it and end up fighting in water.
He could swim well enough, but underwater, he could use only sixty percent of his strength.
"Zhang Ping, what do you think?" Zhang Shouzhong asked, turning to Zhang Ping, who was holding a piece of white iron.
Zhang Ping slipped the white iron into his pocket. "We don't even know what the threat is yet. There's no point overthinking it. I'll summon Zhou Qingbai and Long Fubo to give us more