At this moment, the snowball in the Space interjected, "If a snow calamity really does occur, can't you just implement the plan you had previously devised to accumulate merit?"
Mo Yan rolled her eyes, "I do hope to implement the plan sooner rather than later, but once a snow calamity happens, it'll affect a wide area. The number of people we could help now is far too limited, and I'm not prepared yet. So, let's just hope a snow calamity doesn't happen."
"Hmph, this isn't up to you. I advise you to hand over the plan to the Xiao lad as soon as possible and let him discuss it with the Chu lad. After all, you won't be short of merit, and you'll have an easier time," the snowball reminded, making it clear it was certain a snow calamity was bound to happen.
Mo Yan sensed the implicit meaning in the snowball's words and grew even more worried, "Then we'll have to inform Bro Xiao and have them prepare in advance. Sigh, it seems we're in for a tough year ahead."
