Dawn.
When the first ray of sunlight shone, the flowers and grass were still wet with dew.
A blood thorn snake slithered out of its cavern after the unbearable cold night, greedily absorbing the warmth of the sunlight.
Ordinary snakes were cold-blooded, but the blood thorn snake's blood was warm.
As its temperature rose, it gradually regained its nimbleness. It stretched out its body and flicked out its tongue, as it started to look for food.
It needed to get enough food today and digest them to cope with the next cold night.
In this world, all living beings were struggling and fighting for every aspect of survival.
The appearance of the blood thorn snake was terrifying, but its nature was gentle. It did not eat meat and it fed on blood jaspers.
Its tongue darted in and out, and soon, it discovered its food.
