The wind's howling turned into a sharp whistling sound.
The leaden-gray clouds hung low, and visibility quickly dropped from one hundred meters to thirty meters.
The treeline in the distance had blurred into a dark shadow.
A blizzard is coming.
His nascent greed was immediately extinguished.
Money is good.
But you only have one life.
Searching for another antler in such low visibility is too risky and not worth it.
Moreover, neither his Gathering Module nor Hunting Module could help him search.
One should not be too greedy.
Su Wei patted the cold antlers.
Contentment leads to a long life.
He quickly unfastened the side strap of his tactical backpack.
Huge antlers were strapped horizontally to the outside of the backpack, resembling an exaggeratedly shaped giant bow.
The center of gravity shifts backward.
Su Wei tried jumping twice to make sure the harness was secure and wouldn't wobble while moving.
Turn around.
Return trip.
The road home is difficult.
He walked against the wind.
The strong wind whipped up snowflakes, which pelted against the goggles like sandpaper.
Su Wei had no choice but to lean forward and use his body weight to fight the wind.
That valuable antler is now in a real hurdle.
Every now and then it would snag on a branch of an alder tree by the roadside, suddenly pulling Su Wei backward.
Each stretch requires extra physical effort to maintain balance.
Su Wei did not stop.
He mechanically repeated the actions of lifting his leg, stepping down, and pulling it out.
Dry mouth and throat.
It felt like I had swallowed a handful of sand.
It seems like all my saliva has been sucked away; I can't produce any more.
He pulled a compressed biscuit from his pocket; even the wrapper was frozen crisp. He stuffed it directly into his mouth and chewed it vigorously.
The dry biscuit crumbs absorbed the last bit of saliva in his mouth, which he swallowed down, along with the cold wind.
This substance is converted into valuable calories in the stomach.
Half an hour.
One hour.
The surrounding landmarks gradually became familiar.
Finally, a dim, yellowish light pierced through the white snow curtain.
Sensor lights under the porch of the wooden house.
In this black and white world, that touch of warm yellow light stands out conspicuously.
Upon seeing the light, the chill that had almost frozen my blood instantly subsided by more than half.
Su Wei quickened his pace, dragging his heavy legs as he rushed up to the porch.
Standing under the corridor paved with anti-corrosion wood, the sound of the wind seemed to subside a bit.
He didn't rush inside.
He first took off his backpack, untied the heavy antlers, and carefully leaned them against the woodpile by the door.
This place serves as both a cold storage facility and a great display area.
Then I picked up the stiff-bristled scrubbing brush by the door.
Swish, swish, swish.
Brush off every inch of the snow from head to toe.
If not cleaned properly, the snow brought into the house will melt and quickly turn into moisture, which is a major enemy of wooden houses.
After doing all that.
Su Wei took off his gloves, his somewhat stiff fingers gripping the cold metal doorknob.
Press down.
Click.
The heavy oak door opens inward.
boom!
A wave of warmth wafted over, carrying the aroma of burning pine and the savory flavor of fish soup.
There was no howling wind or snow, only the soft crackling of firewood popping in the fireplace.
Inside and outside the door are two completely different worlds.
"Eek!"
A streak of orange-white lightning flashed to my feet.
Cotton Candy stood up, its two warm front paws pawing at Su Wei's overalls, its fluffy tail swaying and leaving afterimages.
It tilted its little face up, anxiously sniffing the chill emanating from Su Wei.
His eyes were full of concern.
Su Wei smiled, feeling all her fatigue and cold disappear.
He squatted down and rubbed the little guy's ears with his still slightly cool fingers.
"I'm back."
He slammed the door shut, shutting out the icy world outside.
It's warm inside.
Su Wei leaned against the door and let out a long sigh.
The pine wood in the fireplace burned quietly, occasionally sputtering a few sparks. The air was filled with the comforting aroma of wood.
At his feet, Cotton Candy was rubbing its fluffy head against his ankle, making purring sounds like a cat kneading its paws.
Outside the door is a frozen wasteland of minus thirty degrees Celsius, while inside is a warm room of plus twenty degrees Celsius.
This contrast makes people feel comfortable to the core.
Su Wei unbuttoned his thick coat, looked at the fireplace and the little guy, and a smile involuntarily relaxed on his face.
He has valuable deer antlers, a heater, and a pet.
That fall was worth it.
Chapter 53 The Hidden Logic of the Life Module: So-called divine skills can all be acquired through sheer grinding.
A burst of orange-red sparks erupted from the pine wood in the furnace.
The heat wave hit my face, making it feel hot.
The thermometer in the room read 22 degrees Celsius.
Outside, the wind and snow were bitterly cold, but inside, it was like paradise.
Su Wei sank into the soft sofa, a steaming enamel mug beside him.
The hot water flowed down his throat into his stomach, forcefully dispelling the last trace of chill from his bones.
On the carpet, Cotton Candy was struggling with a bare cow leg bone, its two front paws pressing down on the bone, making soft gnawing sounds.
In the very center of the coffee table sits the exquisite deer antler that I just picked up.
Under the light, the dark brown patina was very shiny, and the thick main beam branched out into six forks, exuding a wildness and strength.
Three thousand US dollars.
Su Wei's fingers traced the ring of pearl-like bone spurs at the base of the deer antlers.
It feels rough and hard to the touch.
This is bone, and it's also real gold and silver.