Kim Haru looked at the Cryo Wolf's innocent and pure black eyes, momentarily at a loss for words.
"Next time, don't dig through the ice so casually," Kim Haru finally said, gently patting their furry heads.
After all, the Cryo Wolf had only started digging the zombie because it had startled him.
If the zombie hadn't been frozen in such a place, he wouldn't have been startled, and the Cryo Wolf wouldn't have dug it out.
If the ice hadn't been so hard, it wouldn't have provoked the Cryo Wolf's competitive spirit, and they might have stopped when he called them.
In the end, it was all the weather's fault.
It was all the apocalypse's fault.
The Cryo Wolf were so adorable—how could they be at fault?
Shin Woncheon walked up to Kim Haru and asked, "Mr. Kim, are you alright?"
"I'm fine," Kim Haru replied, shaking his head. "Let's not waste any more time. Let's move on."
"Understood."
The group resumed their journey.
