A heavy snowfall lasted for three days, delaying the tribe's preparations for the winter. It also prevented the teenagers from going to Joshua's base for several days.

No one on the ice sheet likes snow, because snow often represents cold, death and silence.

Yanagi Yuan is a special case. She doesn't hate snow because she won't be cold or die. She even pursues silence, eternal silence.

Therefore, in Liuyuan's eyes, snow does not represent anything, it only vaguely symbolizes this era, and occasionally reminds her of the past.

Before the world was frozen, it was rare to see snow in Liuyuan's hometown, maybe only once or twice a year.

So when she was young, she would look forward to snowy days every winter.

In those white days, she also had some precious memories.

By the morning of the fourth day, the snow had almost stopped. Liuyuan sat at the door of the stone house, looking at the snow that had almost covered the steps, and silently cleaned his revolver.

Until De Sade found her.

"Yuan, come with us to clear the snow today, and then bring Al to my house for lunch at noon."

"No problem." He casually covered the magazine, Yanagihara turned the revolver in his hand and put it back to his waist.

Sweeping snow is a unique job for tribal people after heavy snowfall.

There is no need to clear snow in the greenhouses because they are protected by barriers and domes, but they occasionally send some professionals to clear the snow from the domes.

If the snow after a heavy snowfall is not cleared away in time, it will block traffic, which is extremely inconvenient for the tribesmen.

So whenever there is too much snow, they organize manpower to clear the snow.

This is not a difficult job. Men, women and even children can do it. The only trouble is that the workload is extremely heavy.

It is not an easy task to sweep all the snow in the tribe that is enough to cover the calf outside.

Following De Sade to the center of the tribe, Yanagihara soon met the other people who had been summoned.

Joel, York, and Jasmine were among them, and almost every household had their hands on work. It was as if they were going to do some big project.

"Good morning, Hara."

"Ah, good morning."

After briefly saying hello to several tribesmen, Yanagihara stood in the crowd and received his own snow plowing tools.

The technology of the tribe is not developed, because of the faults in civilization, so their knowledge is even somewhat primitive.

The snow clearing tools used are basically the same three, shovel, pickaxe and animal hair broom.

Shovels are used to shovel snow, picks are used to remove ice, and brooms are used to clean up leftovers.

Wearing gloves, glasses, and heavy cold-proof clothing, a group of people began to clear the snow.

Because of their close relationship, Jasmine and Brother Joel were entrusted to Yanagihara to take charge of the snow all the way from Old Ste's house to Sandel's house.

After Al got up, Yanagihara called him and started beating him.

"So, snow is the most annoying thing. I have to clear the snow after every time. How can I finish this kind of work?" Jasmine threw a shovelful of snow to the side of the road while holding her hand.

Yao said.

"Okay Jasmine, stop complaining. If we finish this street earlier, we can go have lunch earlier." The optimistic Joel still had a smile on his face.

York worked hard without saying a word.

As for Al, no one cares about what she is doing. She is so small and lies in the snow with a head of silver-white hair. No one can probably find her.

Yanagi Yuan works as neatly as ever, and her physical fitness is far beyond that of ordinary people, which always brings her a lot of convenience at times like this.

For example, in the blink of an eye, she had already cleaned the steps in front of a house.

But even so, the workload on this street cannot be completed in a short time.

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An hour later, five people were already sitting on the ground.

Yanagi Yuan was naturally not tired, but the other four people obviously did not have as much physical strength as her.

"I can't, my waist is going to break, I have to rest for a while." Jasmine said, shaking her head as she sat motionless by the door of a certain house.

"Then let's rest for a while. York and I are also feeling tired." Taking a deep breath, Joel took out the portable oxygen bottle distributed by the tribe and took a breath of oxygen.

"I haven't said anything yet." York hugged his shovel, sat on the side and opened his mouth.

"But I can feel it." Joel smiled and pointed to his chest: "We are twins, understand, twins."

After saying that, he threw the oxygen bottle in his hand to York.

Al also sat aside and sucked oxygen obediently, while Yanagihara was the only one sitting there in a daze.

There was some silence on the snow until Jasmine grabbed her hair and complained.

"Ah, it's so boring. Let's find something to do."

"What do you want to do?" Joel raised his eyebrows.

"Our work is not done yet." York replied seriously.

"York, we are taking a rest now, do you understand?" Jasmine raised a hand helplessly to explain.

"Then there's nothing we can do." After stating the fact lightly, York closed his mouth again.

"Liuyuan, do you have anything to pay attention to?" Jasmine slowly turned her eyes and asked, focusing on Liuyuan.

He is really an energetic child. Seeing Jasmine thinking this, Yanagihara blinked his eyes calmly and said.

"Otherwise, let me tell you some interesting things."

"Interesting thing?" Jasmine immediately perked up after hearing this word: "Is it your experience when you were an employee, or is it a story you heard when you were wandering? Tell me, tell me."

"Don't be hasty." Liuyuan slowly lit a cigarette for himself and took a gentle breath.

"This matter is a personal experience of a friend of mine. Its name is called the Grudge."

For no reason, Al, who was sitting next to Yanagihara, shuddered.

As for Jasmine and the other three, they still don't know what they are going to experience.
Chapter completed!