The snow kept getting heavier.
It seemed as if it would never end.
Huai Shi finally understood where all the water vapor from the terrifying drought of the preceding days had gone.
But as the endless blizzard raged, the temperature grew colder and colder, until the thin layer of fluff on Fu Yi's body was no longer of any use.
Having no choice, Huai Shi caught several foolish roe deer and skinned them. After he performed the most rudimentary tanning—using crude methods and his own special 'iron-sap' which was surprisingly adept at the task—Fu Yi quickly used psychokinesis and spikes to sew several crooked leather coats. She put them on…
She looked like a ball.
That was something Huai Shi didn't dare to say out loud.
The temperature dropped lower, and the snow grew heavier, seemingly endless, with nothing but white in sight.
They had been walking into the storm for two days, tirelessly…
