After the snowstorm, it hadn't snowed again.
The once clean and white snow layer within a four to five hundred meters radius of the treehouse was now trampled and polluted beyond recognition, a complete mess.
However, looking into the distance, it was still vast and white, stretching all the way to the horizon. Quite a few wild animals capable of moving through the snow were active in this expanse of snow.
In the west, Lou Fei'Er's three-story main treehouse, which was originally quite conspicuous with its green treetop visible from afar, was now also covered in white snow, almost invisible.
He then looked at the lake.
After half a day of calm, the temperature below minus twenty degrees had refrozen the entire lake. However, on the map, the red dots under the water were still moving nonstop.
Although the temperature on the ice was over twenty degrees below zero, beneath the ice, it remained above zero, not significantly affecting those mutant fish in the lake.
