Lin Zhen drove the vehicle forward, and as they approached Zhao Dong, the snow on the ground was nearly a foot thick.
It had only been an hour, and an unprecedented amount of snow had fallen in that time.
The car's wipers swung back and forth, and Lin Zhen exhaled a breath of white air.
"It's really cold, the temperature must be almost minus forty degrees."
Martial Artists have strong bodies and abundant vitality, so they can withstand temperatures below minus twenty degrees without much concern. However, once the temperature drops below minus thirty degrees, it becomes challenging for even them, especially in the Wilderness Area.
Today's temperature was clearly below minus thirty degrees, and it was expected to continue dropping.
When the vehicle reached the edge of Zhao Dong, it could no longer move forward.
Lin Zhen got out of the car and pushed it forward with his immense strength, finally finding a hidden corner to park it.
