Chapter 79: Snow Falling in June

The good news is that the war, far away on the horizon, did not continue to escalate.

The bad news is that the collision between the two great immortal sects still had aftershocks that needed to be diverted to a suitable place.

The southern border mountain forest where the border town of Nanmo is located was one of the final locations confirmed.

And so, snow fell in June!

The temperature, which had been nearly forty degrees, plummeted overnight to minus fifty degrees!

A violent, unimaginable, and sudden terrifying cold wave swept in, instantly draping the lush primeval forest in a thick white coat and causing numerous impoverished people living in the shantytowns outside the border town to freeze to death instantly!

When Du En pushed open his door in the morning, he had to use some force, then use his magic power to shake away the drifted snow before he could look up at the top of the ten-foot-high snowdrifts and see the still gray, hazy sky.

If the corpse-burying courtyard hadn't just been rebuilt recently, using high-quality wood bought specifically with spirit stones, I fear this courtyard would have had to be rebuilt again today.

Adding trouble to people out of thin air.

Thinking about it, it won't take long for this wasteland to return to its previous state.

Watching this scene, Ning Caize and the others relaxed slightly, then immediately tensed up again.

This was not a normal development, but the result of the border town authorities intervening after being consumed to a certain degree by the impact of this war's aftershocks.

"Success may come today!"

Du En turned his head to look at his house, and two shivering heads poked out at the sound.

Du En stopped on the snow layer at the edge of the wasteland, frowning slightly.

"Is it really necessary for us to go to the wasteland now? Looking at this situation, I estimate that the corpse collectors and buryers, even if not wiped out, have suffered heavy losses!"

Looking around, the shantytown that used to be bustling with people now only showed the corners of a few sturdy houses; in the vast, white, cold silence, only a few people were struggling and wading through the snow, and some even stopped moving while wading.

The temperature was rising faster than expected.

Because no matter how bad the weather was, they still had to go to work.

"Let's wait and see for now."

Harboring unease, they arrived at the corpse-burying wasteland.

The time was about one or two days.

"Are you stupid? Once they recover, or the overseers intervene, they will definitely transport corpses over again, and then you can think about the subsequent development!"

Rebuilding the shantytown, channeling the melted snow, and returning various production sites to normal... it only took half a day to restore the area outside the city, which could have been said to be destroyed, to its former appearance.

After he waved his hand casually, they pushed the door shut again and retreated to the corner of the room to huddle together for warmth.

However, the various quotas hadn't changed at all; the bottom-dwellers who had just been dug out still had to do the same amount of work they were supposed to do today.

Even Ning Caize and the others, who had been living better over the past two years, were all huddled into balls when Du En cleared the snow from the courtyard and managed to step out, feeling cold even after putting on their spare burial clothes.

The actual situation was much better than Du En had expected; the scene he saw when he went out in the morning was just because the snow was too thick, collapsing houses and trapping many people inside.

In this southern mountain forest where the temperature had never dropped below twenty-five degrees in previous years, who would have thought they would encounter such a great cold wave!

"M-Master, A-Hui and A-Chai, they..."

They were somewhat used to this situation; at most, they would mutter a word or two, then have to throw themselves into the work and risk their lives.

"Haha, an unexpected joy, an unexpected joy indeed!"

"The aftershocks of this war were diverted here and actually shook this place slightly, causing some ripples, haha! Opportunity! An opportunity!"

The others felt uneasy in their hearts, but could only sit huddled together in the wasteland for warmth, full of worry.

Du En said this calmly, then cleared the snow from where he usually sat cross-legged and sat down to wait.

"The situation is a bit troublesome..."

Hundreds, or thousands, or tens of thousands?

The expressions of the people pulling the corpses were wooden, and the hearts of the people burying the corpses were miserable.

With so many corpses, how long would it take to bury them all?!

So, under Du En's instruction, they picked up their shovels, first cleared the snow at the door to warm up their bodies, then climbed to the top of the snow and paced forward in the biting wind.

It was obvious that the pent-up frustration previously buried in his heart had erupted because of this "unexpected joy," making Ren Li look like he had gone into Qi Deviation, causing people to shrink back in fear and dare not approach.

A bone-chilling cold permeated the air; although the temperature was rising and it was estimated that it would return to the freezing point in just a day or two, just this day or two was enough to freeze sixty or seventy percent of the people in the shantytown to death!

Normal early-stage Qi Refining cultivators might not have ended up so miserably, but these early-stage Qi Refining cultivators living in the shantytown were all exploited wretches whose physical strength and magic power were often already on the danger line; facing this sudden great cold wave, their fate was basically sealed.

"... The way you say that, it's like you're really hoping I die."

Xu Ran looked at Du En speechlessly, then looked at the corpses piled up like a small hill, his mouth stiff as he slowly articulated: "At the very least, because the bully gangs were afraid of evil cultivators before and became timid, not daring to exploit us too harshly, the people who died this time are basically all here."

"Xu Ran, you're not dead."

From time to time, because they didn't control their magic power well under their feet, they would sink directly into the snow and need to be pulled out by the people around them like pulling radishes.

It made people feel cold in their hearts!

"I'm okay."

Because tonight, or tomorrow night, they would basically have to spend the night in the wasteland!

The corpse-burying wasteland at night was not like other times; it would reveal its own bizarre and strange nature, and staying on it at this time was no different from seeking death!

Unless Ren Li—no, even this overseer Ren, who had an impressive background and was parachuted in, had said in the past that he didn't have enough power to change the various rules of the wasteland!

Unintentionally planting a willow, the willow grew.

Completely frozen senseless!

Perhaps, freezing to death last night would have been a luckier situation?

In other words, Ren Li's crazed appearance would last at least a day or two.

Just as they said with shivers, it was obvious that once the snow melted and other links of the corpse business restarted, a large number of those frozen to death would be sent to the corpse-burying wasteland.

Therefore, various tasks were restarted.

The corpse transporters also restarted; all the flatbed carts were put into use, and green-skinned water buffaloes that hadn't recovered from their fevers pushed through their illness and fatigue, pulling cart after cart of corpses piled up like burial mounds.

Of course, as the temperature rose rapidly and the diverted aftershocks were quickly consumed, these ripples were also rapidly calming down.

To their surprise, Ren Li had arrived here even earlier than them, his expression exceptionally agitated as he paced back and forth on the wasteland, muttering something under his breath.

"This time is far more terrifying than the typhoon last time!"

And so, this time the Border Town could be considered to have done something, having dispatched various personnel to conduct activities outside the city.

Because after he lowered his eyes slightly and entered a state of enlightenment, the Dead Sea he was able to "see" was indeed rippling incessantly at this moment, spreading back and forth.

"Sigh!"

This place is truly worthy of being a location that hides mysteries, is very strange, and makes people keep silent out of fear; right now, not even a speck of snow can be seen, making it appear exceptionally prominent and abrupt within the mountain forest sealed by heavy snow.

"The corpses that can never be buried!"

However, even so, the current quantity is enough to make one despair just by looking at it with the naked eye.

Tonight, the corpse-buriers can forget about leaving this wasteland!

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