The seemingly endless blizzard obscured the entire sky and engulfed the whole world.
The howling gale ceaselessly whipped the snow into waves, blowing them into the air and then scattering them on the ground.
Almost all the shelters were completely buried by the stormy snow, and the nearly three-meter-high snow layer was reaping all life.
Although it was already daytime, the world in this snow disaster had completely lost the distinction between night and day.
Lin Yue's shelter remained unchanged.
Inside the steel-plated fireplace, the firewood burned vigorously, keeping the shelter at a very high temperature.
Upon waking up on the wooden bed in the basement, Lin Yue groggily felt a stick-like object, which instantly startled him.
Only after the thing let out a "peep" sound did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Bai, how did you get down here?"
"Peep." Bai's voice was lazy. Lin Yue picked it up and placed it on his shoulder, heading up the stairs.