Fang Jie looked into the distance, speechless. Despite the small snowflakes, the ground turned white very quickly.
No, it wasn't just the ground; even the distant terrains were the same, as if they had suddenly transformed into winter. He didn't know how the thick layer of snow on the trees had formed; it seemed as though it had grown on its own.
Looking at the stream, it was also freezing rapidly, and the surrounding temperature visibly dropped.
He exhaled, and his breath turned white.
"If I didn't have the strength of the Bronze level, this temperature would probably freeze me solid," Fang Jie said.
Nevertheless, soon Fang Jie looked toward the sea with some concern; he worried that the sea would freeze over, which could cause trouble. He then contacted Qin Shulan.
Qin Shulan immediately replied, "I'll head to the beach right away."
