With the help of the enthusiastic old sheriff, John came to the town, which had a very unique name called "Three Oak".

John stored his classic car in the parking lot, bought some essential daily necessities in the convenience store, and then went to the car shop to rent a sled motorcycle at a relatively low price.

"Hey, old man, are you planning to travel far? Today's weather forecast says there will be a blizzard in the evening."

The boss of the car dealer kindly reminded.

"Thanks."

John thanked him.

It doesn’t matter if there is a blizzard, it’s still early to get dark anyway.

...

The rented sled motorcycle can also be driven on ordinary roads, but it is not as fast as it is on the snow.

John followed the road to the edge of the ice field, but saw that there were two cars parked there at some time, five sled motorcycles of different colors, and eight or nine young men and women were busy there.

"Hey, Kyle, is this your dad? You also invited your dad to attend our winter party?" The beautiful girl Kyle smiled and joked at the tall man Kyle.

Kyle is the team guide and the party initiator.

They are all students from Weston University and have often come here to play in previous years.

"What?"

Kyle looked back and saw John driving his sled motorcycle to the side and get off.

Kyle has an exaggerated expression and rich body movements. "Kenya, are you kidding? Where do you think I look like this old man?"

A group of people laughed.

John glanced at them and said that the foreigners were really laughing low, and they could laugh to death with a little bit of it.

A curly black girl came over and said, "Hey, uncle, where are you going? My name is Sarah."

John smiled, "I'll go home. Just call me Wick."

"Uncle Wick, your home lives here?" A hot girl with ski equipment looked strange. "My name is Lauren. I often come here to ski, why haven't I seen you?"

John: "I have been working outside the country, and now I'm going home and checking out my home is here."

Lauren glanced at the map and said, "Uncle Wick, why not be with us? Our party cabin is the same as the direction to go to your house. Our partner Porter has already been waiting for us at the cabin."

John did not object either. He was a foreigner, and it was not a bad thing to be able to walk with this group of college students who often came here to hang out.

"Kyle, Knia, I think we'll come back tomorrow, right? The weather forecast just now said that there would be a blizzard in the evening..." A curly man wearing a red down jacket came over to remind him.

But it immediately attracted a burst of ridicule.

Kyle: "Danio, don't be like a princess, you see, Uncle Wick is ready to set off. There are at least two hours left in the evening, and we will arrive in an hour."

Danny was speechless. No matter how cowardly he was, he could not be afraid of an old man, right?

Soon, the team set out in full swing.

John also saw the foreigner's talent for committing suicide.

The man and the woman drove a sled car and chased each other. The splashing snowflakes were flying all over the sky, and everyone shouted and lost.

John even saw a guy tied a rope behind the sled motorcycle, standing on a snowboard, pulling it forward and sliding quickly with the rope.

The death made John's old heart pound, and he followed behind and sighed that he was so good that he was young.

I just went crazy for about an hour, and the freshness of entering the ice field has gone a lot, and it has become colder and colder, the sky has dimmed, and small snowflakes have floated in the sky.

Everyone stopped one after another.

Knia: "Kyle, you're lost."

Kyle: "No. Impossible, I've been to that hut with Porter for less than a hundred times."

As a team guide, how could he admit to being lost?

Dennio: "Damn, I'm almost frozen to death. I bet the temperature has dropped at least twenty degrees. Let's not stand here again, okay? It's less than half an hour before darkness, and a blizzard will come soon."

Kyle: "Give me another minute to confirm the direction."

He put his hand on the awning and looked into the distance, and finally said, "We should have crossed that mountain. I'm sure we will definitely reach our destination in half an hour at most."

John took out the map and compared it against the sun, then started the sledge motorcycle without a sound and left the team.

It's just a road trip, there's no need to get involved in their affairs.

Knia immediately pointed to the direction of John's departure and said, "Kyle, our cottage is the same as Uncle Wick's house. I think we should follow him and climb over the mountain to the left."

Kyle immediately shook his head, "Please, Knia, would you believe in an old man from another place whom you met for the first time? OK, go now!"

He didn't believe that his experienced driver would be inferior to an old man who returned home for the first time with his first experience.

The others were helpless and became colder and colder, so they could only start sledding motorcycles and follow Kyle one after another to set off again.

People have a herd mentality, although sometimes they know it is wrong.

...

After John drove a sled and motorcycle, he climbed over the mountain on the left, and immediately saw the building below the woods, and there seemed to be a wooden house on the cliff in the distance.

I think this wooden house should be the destination of those men and women.

John shook his head. Although the temperature was very low, he had the personal characteristics of [Extreme Cold Body], and his cold resistance increased by 25%, and he didn't feel particularly cold.

He drove down the hillside, entered the woods, and soon came to his home.

I stood outside the door and looked at it. There was a fence wall outside and three small houses inside. The construction was staggered. At least from the outside, there was no problem.

John decided to go inside and take a look, see if the inside is in line with his own taste, and then make the decision to sell it or not.

He opened the door and walked into the main house.

The house is also perfectly decorated, but no one lives in it for a long time and some dust has been lost. There are also some home appliances in the house, generators and gasoline in the utility room, which can be put into use at any time.

Overall, except for the lack of communication, everything here is in line with John's aesthetic.

John moved the reserved dry wood into the fireplace, and after igniting it, the house quickly became warm.

Even though the blizzard outside had already begun to storm, the house was still as warm as spring.

"This home is pretty good and is very suitable for the life of salted fish. There is a small town outside, so it is not difficult to replenish supplies. Moreover, it is located in a remote place and rarely comes to disturb you. It is a salted fish resort, although it is still 108,000 miles away from the island resort..."

But buying an island requires taking it slowly, and small goals cannot be achieved in one day.

John cleaned his home, moved all the daily necessities he bought into the house, boiled water, cut sausages, beat eggs, and cooked a delicious bowl with instant noodles, and had a delicious dinner.
Chapter completed!