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The food supply was not optimistic.
After being damaged by humans for hundreds of years, the Forest Master's power was far less than that of the Frost Giant God Elride at its prime, and the severe cold represented by the winter itself signified the end of nature and disaster.
Many Golden Trees had lost their leaves and withered, causing a reduction in food production; the days of abundant food were gone, and many people had returned to relying on Nutrient Paste for sustenance.
On a raised corridor, Little Fool sat with a flatbread held in both hands, nibbling it bite by bite, while Xu Yang checked the disaster situation in Yibei City next to her.
"What filling is in it?" Xu Yang asked while reading the journal, aside from the blizzard and abnormal weather, locals had also spotted traces of abnormal life forms, with various winter monsters appearing successively.
"I'm not telling you." Little Fool tore off a piece of the edge and gave it to Xu Yang.