Quick Wear: We are not a strategy system

Unexpectedly, this winter was harsher than imagined. It was freezing cold, with heavy snow and wind. In just one night, the entrance to the cave was covered with snow.

Jiang Yuan wrapped himself tightly in the animal skin, leaving only his red face exposed.

"It's so cold, so cold, I just want to lie in bed and not go anywhere?"

Yao was clearing the snow at the door: "If the snow piles up too thickly, we will suffocate to death in the house, just fall asleep."

After hearing this, Jiang Yuan fell down straight up with a sense of righteousness.

Hiss~The bed is so hard.

I don’t know how long this kind of weather has lasted. It’s already January, and the snow still shows no sign of stopping, and the temperature hasn’t risen at all.

On a quiet morning when the snow had absorbed all the sounds, there was a loud bang, and some trees fell down under the weight of the snow. The entire forest floor seemed to shake.

Unfortunately, the fallen tree was Mori's home.

This tree, which had lived for about a hundred years, could not withstand the emptiness inside and the heaviness outside, and on this day it fell down forever under the force of gravity.

This was a catastrophic disaster for Sen.

Fortunately, the tree did not crush the family when it fell. Sen shook off the snow covering his body, dug out the two little tigers, and then began to rescue food.

His hands soon turned red and swollen from the cold, and a small area on the soft paw pads that was not covered with fur had begun to fester and ooze pus.

The meat caught a month ago had been frozen hard, to the point where no one would touch it unless they were extremely hungry.

In the past, no matter how hard the meat was to swallow, it would have been eaten by this time. But this winter was particularly cold, so there is still some left.

He took inventory and realized that at their current eating rate, they could only last about two days.

But the snow was still falling heavily, and his fur was covered with a layer of white frost.

Without shelter or food, despair set in.

The little tigers were no longer naughty. They had deflated bellies, drooped heads and looked listless.

This was the scene he saw when Yao came out to check what was going on.

He patted Sen's shoulder and said, "Come to my place. We can squeeze in a little bit."

Sen's eyes were wet. "How can I have the nerve to keep bothering you? I really don't have the face to ask you for help, but there is really no other way. Yao, can you take my brother and sister away? They are still young and easy to raise."

As he spoke, he could not hold back any longer, and his tears fell like beads onto the snow, melting into a small deep pit.

Yao didn't know how to comfort her, so he just repeated, "There's enough food, and winter will soon be over."

When the two men came to their senses, the old tiger had disappeared.

Sen looked around and felt increasingly depressed. He kept shouting out in a hurry, but there was no response at all.

All the sounds were absorbed by the snow, leaving no echo. He realized that he probably left quietly because he didn't want to drag them down.

He wanted to use this method to force Yao, and also to force him, to survive.

Although it is despicable, it is useful.

Yao stopped Sen who was running to exhaustion and said, "Live well and don't make me help you raise these two little guys!"

Sen followed Yao with empty eyes, sobbing from time to time.

Jiang Yuan felt that he had been out for a long time, so he was waiting at the door.

When he saw Yao coming back with the three of them, he immediately went over to pick them up.

"I made some broth. Let's go in and have something to eat first."

She scooped up some soup and placed it in front of the two little tigers that couldn't transform. The two little guys twitched their noses and immediately buried their heads in the bowl.

"Gulu gulu."

Jiang Yuan quickly raised his two little heads: "Slow down, don't choke."

Sen was still there, eating and crying.

Tears falling into a bowl should taste better than those in a pot.

After he finished eating the broth, he wanted to go out and look for his father again. "No, I can't leave him like this. I want to find him again. We must die together!"

Yao grabbed his arm and said, "If you don't come back in an hour, I will throw these two little guys out."

Jiang Yuan was just about to carry the two little ones to the bed when she suddenly met the gazes of the two men. She immediately bared her teeth and made a gesture as if she was going to throw the kids away.

Sen started crying loudly again.

Yao: ...

Jiang Yuan: ...

The two little tigers, probably because they were full and had enough energy, also started crying.

Fortunately, the little tiger's crying was not very loud, unlike Sen, who even shook some of the snow on the top of the cave down.

Yao scratched his head: "Forget it, I'll go with you."

Jiang Yuan didn't know how to coax children, so she immediately raised her hand and said, "I'll keep them company! You stay at home and take care of these two little ones. Otherwise, it would be unsafe if some wild animals come!"

Yao subconsciously wanted to refute that with her strength to fight a bear alone, it would be safer for her to stay at home.

He was speechless when he met her slightly threatening gaze. He nodded, picked up the two little tigers swiftly, one in each arm, and began to rock them.

Sen sobbed and refused: "Yuan, you'd better not go. There are many hungry wolves outside these days. They are very fierce. If something happens, I may not be able to protect you."

Jiang Yuan was annoyed by his delay and went out first: "Follow me, if we find him sooner, maybe we can still save him. We have enough food here, and we don't need a little old man like him. How can he be so troublesome?"

Sen wiped away his tears, and said fiercely with a tremor in his voice: "Don't say that, he did it all for us, he is the best orc in the world, he is my father! Wuuwuwu, it's all my fault, I didn't pay attention to him, why is he always like this? We are obviously not his children, I don't want him to die."

Jiang Yuan didn't say anything else. He thought that he might not be able to find him in this mood, so he quickened his pace: "You search in this area in the south, and I'll go to the other three sides. Send a signal when you find him."

After arranging the task, Jiang Yuan plunged into the woods.

Orcs generally have their own unique smell, but the weather is too cold and the smell is not easy to leave, which brings them many difficulties.

She rushed through the woods, searching thoroughly.

Soon, she smelled a hint of blood.

She looked around and saw a red plum blossom in the snow with some messy traces around it.

Such traces could only be left by large creatures, and those that come out to hunt in winter would not hunt large animals. Her eyelids twitched, and she immediately followed the footprints.

It was a brutal scene of carnage. She saw a group of wolves tearing the body of an old tiger that had died like real beasts.

The strong smell of blood was mixed with a familiar smell. Only a few pieces of tattered fur were left of that nasty old man with a grudge, and not even a bone was gnawed away.

At this time, the wolves discovered her, and the leading male wolf looked at her unfriendlyly. He licked his bloody lips, and his eyes emitted a faint green light.

He had been hungry for too long, and this little bit of meat was just a snack for him. He was really lucky, as it was a lone lion, and a female at that, so it looked like it had more meat than the tiger.