Everyone was scared, but their hands moved with even more force.
Jhiang Yuan was also praying that the developer wouldn't have skimped on the construction quality; it was too terrifying to contemplate.
With many hands, the work went quickly, but the snow was falling just as fast.
They were closely followed by more snow sweeping down, in an endless cycle.
"This won't do, we need to come up with a method."
Zhang Kaiyang frowned deeply, an unusual seriousness for him.
Fan Qing's eyes suddenly brightened, and she said excitedly, "I've got it."
Everyone's gaze turned to her, curious about what she knew.
"We could do this: bring a large tarp over and cover the area with it.
Then we can get some wooden sticks and as long as the slope is less than forty-five degrees, the snow should mostly slide off on its own."
"Exactly, that's what I was thinking."
Zhang Kaiyang was also excited, the two were in such sync, nothing could be more exhilarating than being on the same wavelength.
