This year's cold season is longer than last year.

All around was white.

"The heavy snowfall in the cold season this year is the heaviest I have seen in the past ten years. Looking at the situation, the cold season will be longer. If it were in the past, the orcs in the tribe would have been worried. It was when I was in the Beast King City.

When encountering such heavy snow, we will worry. But now our tribe has enough food and charcoal. This year is the most comfortable cold season I have experienced so far."

Chen Heng's face was soft, and the little boy had already fallen asleep.

The snow outside is too heavy, and the temperature is much colder than at the beginning. It is no longer suitable for most orcs to go out and play, let alone ordinary females and cubs.

So everyone started living a humble life again.

Sheng Ling was trying to weave something with plant fibers.

Chen Heng occasionally pulled the fire to make it burn more vigorously.

"But if the heavy snow continues, the tribe will have to increase the number of orcs to guard it."

Sheng Ling nodded.

After Sheng Ling finished getting the last bit of plant fiber in his hand, he put down the crookedly knitted thing and looked at the heavy snow falling outside.

The preciousness of life is accompanied by fragility.

"Master! I... although I like to read that kind of story book, I can also read other story books!"

The telegraph machine closed the script in his hand.

Of course Sheng Ling knew the meaning of the telegraph machine, and she had already understood it.

Although he rarely reads it, and because he has been reading the script too fast recently to prevent himself from not reading it in the future, the telegraph machine has to slow down the speed and change it to some flavors that he doesn't like very much on weekdays.

It's like she keeps trying her best as a witch doctor, but people still die in front of her.

"Master, this is the cruelty of reality. Not everyone lives a happy life, and not everyone can live. You have changed the fate of many orcs now, but the ones who have the most influence are only the people of the Xirong tribe.

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The snow was so heavy that it was hard to see what was in the distance.

"Yes, many such things have happened in the past, and many small tribes have completely disappeared because of these."

Although they were glad that there was enough food in the tribe, they were happy but knew that not all tribes were like them.

"Yes, heavy snow has closed the mountains, most of the vegetation has been frozen, and the prey on the mountains will also decrease. It is difficult to prevent some beasts in the mountains from trying to break into the tribe in search of food."

"It's easy to save one person, and it's easy to save for a while, but it's hard to save countless people, and it's hard to save a whole life! I suddenly admire those great people in Mo Ling's history who unified the continent. Sometimes only through unification can we save more people."

"I understand, I will take Lake and the others to check."

It was rare for Sheng Ling to hear a topic not related to color from him.

Chen Heng hugged Sheng Ling from behind and looked outside together.

"By the way, Ah Heng remembers to lead some orcs to check the traps near the city wall to prevent them from being hidden by the snow, accidentally injuring their own people, and becoming useless."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The voice of the telegraph machine was somewhat emotional.

"I didn't say anything to you, why are you nervous?"

Sheng Ling exhaled a breath.

"Whether it is unified or dispersed, there will always be bloody storms during change. If you want to change, you will always have to pay a price..."

Maodong's life is boring, but for Sheng Ling who can practice, that's it.

No matter how lonely the days were in the past, she came here.
Chapter completed!