The next day, Chen Wen finally began his work.
He went back to the traps he had previously set, finding them beneath the heavy snow and digging them out.
"Tsk, this snowfall did affect me a bit."
Chen Wen said, clapping his hands, "At least thirty percent of my snare traps are gone, but it doesn't bother me much. I don't need traps to hunt right now."
The purpose of this trip was to bring all the snare traps back to the shelter.
Once back at the shelter,
Chen Wen planned to visit the ice fishing spot he had carved out before, to see what the situation was like there now.
On the lake surface,
Due to the heavy snow, a thick layer of snow covered the Great Slave Lake.
Meanwhile, the strong wind had turned this layer of snow into a bumpy surface, deep in some places, shallow in others.
Chen Wen marked his path with leftover wooden scraps from his tools to ensure he wouldn't get lost.
Soon, he arrived at the fishing spot.
