Listening to the system's words, Su Muyao felt the cold air around her, and her expression became grim.
If this winter is extremely cold, many beastmen will freeze to death.
"Hoo… hoo… hoo…"
The north wind howled, sweeping up the snow on the ground, along with the continuously falling snow from the sky, forming a scene of flying snow everywhere.
The wind carried snow grains like countless tiny ice needles, stabbing the faces of pedestrians, forcing many to squint and hunch their necks as they walked forward. Any carelessness would have the wind and snow drenching them; the footprints and marks left by carriages would soon be covered by the snow.
"Why is it suddenly snowing so heavily?"
"Who knows, we've never seen such heavy snow in previous years."
"Ah, it's so cold, too cold, let's hurry home."
"In such cold weather, will beastmen freeze to death?"
"I don't know, let's hurry home and burn more firewood…"
Pedestrians talked as they hurriedly rushed home.
