It seemed to notice Su Xiao's gaze, and Bubu Wang curled up by the stove, lifted its head.
"Woof."
Bubu Wang ran happily to the treasure chest, grabbed the Purple Treasure Box with its mouth.
"Ahem~, you do it. I've been a bit unlucky lately."
Su Xiao brewed a cup of green tea. Since acquiring the Fate Redemption, he rarely opens chests directly. Though he doesn't like to admit it, he is somewhat aware of his own luck.
He took a sip of the hot, strong tea and exhaled a breath of white mist.
The further northwest he goes, the colder the temperature gets. It's estimated to be at least minus 20° now, and it will decrease further as he continues onwards.
Mustang didn't manage to get the train tickets. It's not that Mustang is incompetent, but the entire route to the northwest is under martial law, heavily monitored. It seems the homunculi are planning to attack the North.
