"Next time, please remind me not to go to Siberia in the winter..."
Lu Ping'an, trapped in the deep snow, sighed helplessly.
Surrounding him was a heavy snowfall; despite the local town's weather broadcast claiming a clear day, visibility had quickly reduced to less than a hundred meters.
What made things worse was that Lu Ping'an's car, just half an hour from the nearest town, was completely immobile.
"… Weren't there anti-freeze measures that could withstand temperatures down to negative 10 degrees? Uh, it's minus thirty degrees now?"
Taking a look at the despair-inducing thermometer, as he lamented the sparse population of this godforsaken place, Lu Ping'an felt increasingly less human.
Even in this low-temperature hell where mortals could freeze to death instantly, Lu Ping'an only felt slightly cool... After briefly moving, he activated the Sun Vine beneath his flesh and not even that slight coolness remained.
