Unbeknownst to them, night had quietly fallen.
The temperature difference between day and night in Antarctica is very large, even reaching forty to fifty degrees.
If daytime is cold, then nighttime is freezing.
The cold wind is like a knife, with the earth as its cutting board, regarding all beings as fish and meat.
Endless snow flies, turning the sky into a forge, melting all things into silver. (Note 1)
Li Chen sat cross-legged in the tent.
This tent is made with the same material used by astronauts, able to withstand high temperatures and extreme cold. Just this one is worth millions, still in US Dollars.
Outside the tent, the cold is bone-chilling, but inside it is as warm as spring.
However, even without this thing, Li Chen wouldn't feel cold.
Suddenly!
His ears twitched slightly, and in the silent snowy night, there came a rustling sound.
Then, he saw a thin figure quietly sneaking towards him.
When he saw clearly who it was, Li Chen couldn't help but smile wryly.