Su Wei placed her hand on the back of the Cotton Candy, and her breathing became slow and long.
Cotton Candy stopped snoring, covered her nose with her big tail, and fell asleep.
The clock on the wall points to nine o'clock.
The cabin fell completely silent.
Outside.
The snowstorm in Alaska is about to engulf this dark night.
The night is still long.
Chapter 45 Searching for Underwater Rich Areas, Drilling Through Ice
Early the next morning.
The wooden cabin, surrounded by heavy snow, was eerily silent.
The fireplace had long since gone out, and the temperature had dropped.
Cold air is starting to take over the indoor space again.
Su Wei was awakened by the cold.
A chill ran down my spine, penetrating the thick robe and wool blanket, and creeping wildly into my bones.
He instinctively shrank back and pulled the blanket tighter.
The white furry ball that had been snuggling close to his chest for warmth beside the sofa was nowhere to be seen.
The room was quiet.
It's too quiet.
The howling wind outside the cabin at night also disappeared.
Su Wei opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa.
In the darkness, only a faint, gray light shone through the window.
He listened intently, but heard no other sound except for his own steady heartbeat.
Dead silence.
The snow has stopped.
He made a judgment.
Su Wei threw off the covers and stepped barefoot onto the cold floor; a chill instantly ran through her.
He put on his shoes, walked a few steps to the window, and smashed the frost patterns on the glass.
Everything outside the window was a vast expanse of white.
The blizzard that had raged all night finally stopped, and the sky was a leaden gray before dawn.
Thick snow covered the forests and lakes, covered everything, and made the outlines of everything rounded.
The snow piled up to halfway up the door frame, completely separating the cabin from the outside.
The snow was heavier than he had imagined.
The snow must be cleared immediately.
Otherwise, if the door freezes shut, or if the snow falls too heavily and collapses the roof, that would be a real problem.
"Eek?"
A soft cry came from beside the fireplace.
Su Wei turned around and saw Cotton Candy curled up beside the cold ashes, her small body shivering slightly from the cold, her blue eyes looking at him in the dim light, full of grievance.
"Come here." Su Wei beckoned to it.
The little fox immediately ran over, skillfully jumped onto the sofa, and crawled into the spot where he had just slept.
Only a small head peeked out from under the still slightly warm blankets.
Su Wei relit the fireplace.
The dry birch wood quickly caught fire, and the orange-red flames danced again, dispelling the chill from the room.
Without wasting any time, he put on thick winter clothes and snow boots, as well as goggles and gloves, wrapping himself up completely.
He picked up the large snow shovel by the door, took a deep breath of the icy air, and pushed open the door of the cabin.
"Crunch"
The door was only pushed open a crack before it was firmly blocked by the thick snow.
Su Wei shoved his shoulder into the snow with a loud thud as the snow was squeezed, and he finally broke free.
A sudden rush of cold air from outside the door swept in.
The morning air was dry and cold; even a single breath made my throat hurt.
The snow was almost up to his knees, soft and thick.
He stomped down, and his entire calf sank in.
His first task was to clear a path leading to the outside world.
Su Wei swung his snow shovel, scooping up heavy shovelfuls of snow and forcefully throwing them aside.
The movement looks simple, but in snow that's almost knee-deep, each movement is incredibly strenuous.
His movements were steady, and he didn't waste any energy.
One shovelful after another.
White snowflakes traced arcs in the air, landing on both sides and gradually piling up to form snow walls.
Sweat quickly soaked through his inner clothes, and the cold immediately took away the heat, leaving him feeling both hot and cold.
Half an hour later, a path extending more than three meters from the doorway was finally cleared.
[ Life Module +1]
The pale blue subtitles flashed across my vision.
Without stopping to rest, he took out the ladder again and placed it under the eaves.
He had to clear the snow off the roof to prevent it from collapsing the wooden house.
Climbing a wet and slippery ladder is dangerous, not to mention doing heavy work on a sloping roof, which is very risky.
Su Wei secured one end of the safety rope to the bottom of the chimney and the other end around his waist before carefully beginning to work.
The snow on the roof was thicker and more compact.
He stood on the roof ridge, his view suddenly opening up.
The distant mountains and forests were all covered in snow, looking particularly quiet, yet also particularly desolate, under the gray-white sky.
But no matter how beautiful the scenery, it hides deadly dangers.
He pulled himself out of his thoughts and focused on pushing the snow off the eaves piece by piece.
Another hour passed, and when he finished cleaning most of the roof and climbed down the ladder, his arms were so sore that he could barely lift them, and all his strength seemed to have been drained.
[ Life Module +3]
[ Life Module lv2 (127/300)]
Back in the warm cabin, Su Wei took off his soaked coat, feeling utterly exhausted.
He poured himself a large glass of hot water and added a few thick pieces of firewood to the fireplace, only then did he feel alive again.
Breakfast must include something high in calories.
He took the last few slices of bacon and two eggs from the refrigerator.
The frying pan is heated on the stove, and the bacon is put in. It immediately makes a "sizzling" sound, and the rich aroma of meat instantly fills the air.
Golden oil was rendered out, and he cracked two eggs into it. The egg whites wrapped around the yolks and slowly solidified in the oil.
Attracted by the aroma, the Cotton Candy peeked out from under the covers, making a longing "gurgling" sound in its throat.
Su Wei cut the fried bacon into small pieces and gave half of it to him.
He then finished off the last half of the rye bread, devouring the high-calorie breakfast.
After eating and drinking my fill, the fatigue in my body was greatly relieved.
He went to the storage room and re-examined the ice fishing equipment his father had left him.
Two short ice fishing rods, the fishing line has been replaced with strong Dyneema braided line.
A dark green fishing tackle box, inside which various sizes of fish hooks and spinner lures are neatly organized.
The most crucial part is that hand-cranked ice drill.
The polished blade gleamed coldly in the dim light.
With electricity and fuel unreliable now, this purely manual tool is his greatest hope.
Everything is ready.