Gradually, everyone began to realize how serious the situation was.
After a week of non-stop hail, the entire world had become a ghastly white expanse.
Xie Ning had tried traveling through the hail a couple of days ago, but even her custom oversized helmet proved useless. The hailstones hammered her head until it was ringing, and for a moment, she started to question her life choices.
There was no future in self-torture, so Xie Ning decided to wait for the hail to let up before moving on.
But as it turned out, the hail continued for days on end with no sign of stopping.
Because she couldn't contact Gu Chen from inside her Space, she had to venture out into the barrage of ice every time just to say a few words.
The small guardhouse was already buried solid under chunks of ice. As Xie Ning and the Healing System youth stumbled through the frozen world, they had the illusion that they were the only two people left.
