Before meeting Snow Spirit again, Cheng Yu had subconsciously imagined many scenarios, but never this one.
Inside an utterly ordinary convenience store, Snow Spirit stood at the checkout counter in an equally ordinary employee uniform.
Whenever a customer paid, she gave them a warm smile, her face no longer quite so young, and said, "Please come again."
Seeing that Snow Spirit was still as innocent as ever, Cheng Yu was overcome by mixed emotions. But instead of going straight over to reveal himself, he chose to keep watching.
He wanted to see what a day in Snow Spirit's life was like now.
As evening approached, Snow Spirit waved goodbye to her coworkers when the next shift arrived. Before leaving, she bought something to eat in cheap-looking packaging.
She finished it in a few bites on the way, then hurried toward a transit station that looked much like a subway station.
About an hour and a half later, Snow Spirit got off the "subway" and continued rushing toward her destination without stopping.
The place she arrived at was considerably more run-down than the area she had left.
Inside a rather old building, Snow Spirit took out an equally old key and unlocked a door with a worn, peeling surface.
As the door opened, it revealed a cramped but tidy room.
After rummaging around, Snow Spirit pulled an enormous backpack out of a corner. By Cheng Yu's estimate, that bulging pack weighed at least a hundred kilograms.
Beside that enormous backpack, Snow Spirit looked even thinner and frailer.
Only when Snow Spirit effortlessly swung it onto her back did Cheng Yu suddenly remember that this girl was Silver rank, too. Carrying that much was practically no different from carrying nothing for her.
With the enormous backpack on her back, Snow Spirit soon