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Chapter 121. People and Things in the Snowstorm

The biting wind mixed with flying snow seemed to sweep across the surrounding sea and the land farther away in just a moment.

The air was suddenly filled with chill.

It is so cold that it can sting the skin. If you stay in such an environment for a long time, you will definitely die from hypothermia.

For the nobles, such a blizzard means they cannot go out hunting, which is a bit troublesome.

But for ordinary people, it is tantamount to a catastrophe.

They will be unable to go out to work or find food, and can only wait at home, and die of cold and hunger after their stored food is exhausted.

This is the dilemma that most people in the North will soon face.

But this is not the dilemma faced by Hanjiao Island.

A row of white houses made of the magic building material "white mud" have already been built.

They stand neatly on flat ground.

Although Croya was not an urban planning professional, he had played a lot of games, so he was able to build houses in an orderly manner and leave enough space for roads and spaces.

Perhaps to satisfy a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, every house is built almost identically, and the distance between houses is exactly the same.

The population of Hanjiao Island is not very large. Even if everyone lives together and each household has its own house, there are only about 130 houses.

It can also be said that it has barely formed a small town.

Under the leadership of Semir and Elena, they even built houses for families who had lost their ability to work, striving to ensure that everyone had a new home to live in.

Some of these things were done at the instigation of Cloya, while others were done spontaneously by Semir. This young man who came from a peasant family seemed to have learned these things by himself, and soon won a lot of praise.

If it were any other noble lord, they might worry that the existence of such a prestigious guy would pose a threat to their rule.

But for Croa, he doesn't care.

It’s actually a good thing that someone is willing to worry about this, because you can’t escape from his control anyway.

In short, in order to exchange materials for building the house from Croa, almost everyone started working, and there were people staying on the branches of the Undersea Magic Field for a long time.

As soon as flowers appear, they are picked immediately.

This may be because doing so greatly speeds up the circulation of magic power within the branches created by the Magic Field Method, and it absorbs magic power faster and faster.

The picked hexagram flowers have filled up Croa's warehouse, and he has given most of the magic power in the flowers to the energy storage tree in preparation for the coming snowstorm.

You can see how many there are.

The huge amount of magic flowers naturally allowed people to exchange for a clean and tidy home and necessary supplies, and Cloya had already warned them about it.

Such complete conditions and proper arrangements.

So, when the blizzard fell from the sky, people all retreated back to their homes.

Prepare for a blizzard.

……

Elena stood in front of the clean and bright window, looking at the whistling wind and snow, a look of uneasiness flashed across her face.

The warm wind provided by magic blew into the house continuously, and the whole house was as warm as spring, even if you only wore a single piece of clothing.

It formed a stark contrast with the cold and windy weather outside the window.

As the Child of Harvest, she could actually feel the weather changes around her, but this time she felt nothing at all.

The snowstorm appeared suddenly.

Even though Croa, as the lord, had predicted this disaster and left enough food and supplies for them, this situation still made people feel uneasy.

She couldn't help but put her hands together and prayed, "Mother Goddess, please shine your light on this island and keep it from being harmed by disasters."

This is how she prayed, but she seemed to have forgotten what the statue of the Mother Earth Goddess looked like.

When I was praying, I didn't know whether I was praying to Cloa or to something else.

After her routine prayers, she heard heavy footsteps and turned around to see her father and brother, both of whom had put on thick clothes and seemed to be getting ready to go out.

"What are you going to do?" Elena wondered, "Father, brother, is there not enough food at home?"

Because there were three people in their family who could earn "wages", there was a lot of food, almost filling up the entire storage room.

Logically speaking, you don't need to go out.

Elena's mother Annette was also nearby, looking worried.

Although she doesn't have to fight the waves to go out fishing, she is still worried about how to take care of two children and one adult at home.

She even went from being a young girl who could only cook some ordinary food to a middle-aged woman who can bake bread, pickle salt fish, dry fish, make sauces, etc.

When she saw the food in the storage room that her husband and children had worked hard for, it almost felt unreal, and she had to check it several times at night to feel at ease.

Such a wonderful life made her worry and anxiety.

So, she was reluctant to see them go out and take risks in such weather - there was food at home, so why take risks?
Samir understood the concerns of his sister and mother.

He quickly explained, "We have already agreed to clear the snow after it starts to snow.

I also want to go and see Master Croix's fields."

The young man had a smile on his face and rubbed his sister's head: "Just stay at home, don't worry about us, it's safe." What he said was indeed true.

People are now gathered together, and the sturdy houses have heating and food, so even if something happens, they can find someone to help.

Having fewer people does have this advantage: everyone knows each other, and no one with bad intentions will suddenly break in. You don't even need to lock the door.

They can then handle things with peace of mind.

All of this is the gift of Lord Croa, so of course they have to repay him, not to mention that Croa will reward them.

"Ah." Elena immediately said angrily: "Why didn't you tell me!"

She immediately ran back, found the clothes she had bought from Robert not long ago, put them on quickly, and then ran out.

"I'm going with you too!"

"I'll call my friends and they can help too!"

Samir and his father shook their heads helplessly.

"Ok."

They also knew that they couldn't stop them. Besides, Elena now had a good relationship with the new Sons of the Harvest, and their power was very important.

"Mom, let's go!"

"We walked."

"be careful on the road."

Just like that, the three of them left their warm home under Annette's earnest expectation and went directly into the raging snowstorm.

Despite the raging snow and wind, there were still people on the road.

There were still figures who were clearing the snow on the road in the strong wind and blizzard, trying to clear a path.

At the same time, more people were heading towards the Demon Field.

Samir and his father quickly found a few friends, covered their faces with hats, and greeted them: "You guys are coming out too?"

"Yes."

The other party also had a smile on his face: "Let's go see the Lord's magic field."

"That's great, let's go together!"

The crowd quickly gathered together and advanced with difficulty in the white snow, like a long black dragon, and soon arrived at Croa's magic field.

The Demonic Field vines still persist in the face of this kind of wind and snow.

But unlike rain, which can flow through the gaps between branches and leaves, if snow accumulates, it can really crush it.

"Come and help!"

As soon as Semir called out, people immediately began to help the Demon Field vines clear the snow - the latter seemed to know that they were helping them, and took the initiative to tilt the vines and leaves to make it easier for people to help them clear the snow.

Things soon got busy here.

On the other side, the area where the fire magic plants were planted was a bit miserable.

The grape vines in that area did not retreat at all. Golden light was flowing in each vine. The magic power from the sunflowers was illuminating the earth and the magical plants below.

It is so obvious against the snow and dim sky, like a standing warrior that will not be afraid or retreat because of the wind and snow.

But obviously, this is not a solution.

The chill and icy magic brought by the wind and snow are too much. If the magic vines in the magic field have enough magic power, they may be able to resist it.

The problem is that the magic of sunflowers is not infinite.

Now that the sunlight has been lost, even they are listless, so how can they have the energy to provide extra magic power?

For these magical plants living in tropical areas, the current environment and climate are simply a disaster.

Perhaps there are some lucky people who will be able to survive this snowstorm and no longer be afraid of such weather, but the vast majority will die.

Elena and the other three Sons of the Harvest shuttled through the fields, spreading their strength, hoping to use the power from the Mother Goddess of Earth to help them survive this disaster.

She seemed to be able to feel the fear and terror of these evil plants. Tears on her face fell drop by drop, onto the ground, splashing out a golden-green halo.

The magic plant also felt her emotions and tried hard to absorb the magic power to resist the coldness around it.

……

When they are so busy.

In the distance, Cloya, who was sitting on the terrace garden, was watching the images sent by King Mu Yao Qu Teng.

A smile appeared on his face and he turned to look at another scene on the side - that was the grass growing on a tree trunk as thick as a radish.

They have completely covered the energy storage trees, and the halo they emit is red with a hint of gold, like a sun.

Perhaps we can no longer call them "night-shining herbs".

Instead, we should call them sungrass.

(End of this chapter)