Time passed by rapidly and a month had passed.
Northern plains.
The wind raged and snow fluttered around.
The world was a scene of white as the white snow covered the large grassland. Bone chilling wind blew everywhere; occasionally, it would form into a tornado and occasionally, it would lift the deep snow on the ground.
Every ten years, the blizzard disaster devastated the whole of northern plains. Living beings lamented and all things turned destitute. At a few limited places, the surviving humans and animals were struggling for their lives.
They not only had to overcome the frigid climate, but also needed to engage in fierce combat against snow monsters and other battles.
However, in such a cruel environment, snowmen were like fish in water, moving very frequently and becoming extremely lively.
The ice cold blizzard was merely a warm spring wind to snowmen.