Chapter 799

Inside the biting cold valley, the snowflakes dancing across the sky grew larger and larger. With just a moment of inattention, they covered Leon's footprints completely, burying his memories deep within the wind and snow along with them.

That's about right.

Watching the young man frowning and thinking hard in the wind and snow, the beautiful woman in thin clothing hidden within the storm couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her mouth, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

After being dragged into the snowy valley by her, that cleaner named Leon did not show any panic on his face; he must have heard the legends about her.

He knew she could not directly attack him and could only kill him by luring him into the wind and snow, so he appeared quite relaxed, thinking that as long as he remained cautious and endured the storm, he would be safe and sound.

But what he didn't know was that her true strength was not in being able to whip up a sky full of snow in the dream, but in being able to silently cover up the memories of the person who entered the dream, just as the snow covers a traveler's footprints.

And memory is the foundation of a dream; it is the blurring of cognition.

In a state where he remembers nothing, no matter how powerful his original strength was or how many terrifying anomalous objects he possessed, as long as he didn't know he owned those things, then those anomalous objects simply did not exist in the dream.

Once he lost his original memories, his guard against the "Snow Woman" would also drop to its lowest. Once he truly followed her into the depths of the valley, he would naturally collapse and die in the sky full of snow along with the bitter cold and gale.

She didn't even necessarily need to appear; as long as he forgot the fact that he was a cleaner and lost his physical fitness that exceeded that of an ordinary person, in this cold, pale world...

Hmm? Why did he start a fire? Why did the clothes on his body change too?

Mountaineering boots, a hardshell jacket, a mountaineering hat, a headlamp, goggles, a walking stick, gloves... After checking the full set of equipment on his body, Leon couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

This time it's much more normal.

After all, who goes into the mountains in a blizzard wearing only an old autumn coat? Isn't that a fucking idiot?

Am I an idiot? I'm not.

Then I must have brought all my equipment, because going into the mountains wearing only an old coat is impossible—it's never going to happen in this lifetime. Only someone with a hole in their brain would do that; I must have been sleepy just now.

As for being a hunter or something, that's even more ridiculous. I don't even know what a wild boar's footprint looks like, and I don't know how to use a hunting rifle. What kind of hunting could I possibly do? No matter how I think about it, I'm just a hiker here for mountaineering!

Hiding in a leeward spot, after finishing the warm beef tallow canned food, Leon the Hiker scooped up a handful of snow and extinguished the campfire beside him.

Immediately after, he rolled up his sleeping bag and stuffed it into his mountaineering pack, collected the personal trash generated from camping to avoid polluting the environment, and after applying heat patches to his body, he put on his headscarf and goggles, leaned on his mountaineering stick, and walked down the mountain through the wind and snow.

Pretty good. The experience of this snow mountain camping trip isn't bad, but it feels like the snow is getting a bit heavy. I need to get down the mountain quickly, otherwise, it'll be troublesome if I get trapped.

???

No... why did you leave?

Watching Leon, who was wearing a set of strange-looking but clearly very warm clothes, humming a tune as he walked down the mountain, the Snow Woman was completely stunned.

It wasn't that there hadn't been people who could adapt to the dream realm she propped up before—some had even struggled for over half a month in a leeward mountain hollow—but she was truly seeing someone as... as leisurely as the one before her for the first time.

No! Can't let him go down the mountain!

Looking at Leon, who was walking down the mountain step by step along a mountain path that shouldn't have existed, the frowning Snow Woman took a deep breath, then dissipated her form in the wind and snow, turning into a sky full of blizzard.

"Whoosh!!!"

The biting gale swept past, and the snowflakes falling from the sky grew larger and larger. Sensing that staying any longer might be dangerous, Leon, the veteran hiker who thought he knew a lot, hurriedly quickened his pace, wanting to rush back to the base camp at the foot of the mountain.

As for why there would be a base camp at the foot of the mountain...

If there wasn't a mountaineering base camp at the foot of the mountain, where did he rent this set of equipment? Where did he buy the instant canned food and alcohol blocks? It's not like he carried them all the way here himself, right? And just as Leon was braving the wind and snow, heading toward that vague "mountaineering base camp" in his mind, a graceful female figure suddenly appeared in the sky full of snow before him.

"Finally... finally ran into someone!"

Seeing Leon walking toward her through the wind and snow, the shivering woman in thin clothing immediately rushed over, her clear and beautiful face full of joy as she said:

"Kind person! I'm lost in the mountains, please help me, can you take me back to..."

"Holy shit! There really is a fucking idiot!"

"???"

Looking at the beautiful woman appearing in the wind and snow wearing only a thin, form-fitting dress, Leon couldn't help but curse. He then hurriedly carried the bewildered Snow Woman to a leeward spot by the road, took out his sleeping bag and stuffed her into it, and asked with a face full of shock:

"What the hell are you wearing? Where's your hardshell jacket? Where's your luggage? Where's the mountaineering team leader?"

"???"

Having no idea what Leon was talking about, the Snow Woman, who had been forcibly stuffed into the sleeping bag, hugged the hot water bottle he handed her and said in a daze:

"I... I live in the mountains, there's no team leader, you just need to send me into the mountains..."

"Live in the mountains?"

Hearing this, Leon frowned, turned around to rummage through his mountaineering pack, then took out a map to look at it, and asked with a face full of confusion:

"There's a village in these mountains? It's not marked on the map either?"

"No..."

Looking at the thin paper in Leon's hand that had a strange format but was indeed a map, the Snow Woman holding the hot water bottle couldn't hold it together anymore.

"This is clearly my... how do you have a map of this place?"

"Are you talking nonsense?"

Facing this silly woman who was mountaineering in a dress, Leon complained with incomparable mental exhaustion:

"Daring to mountaineer without a map? Isn't that mentally ill?"

"..."

"Alright, alright, we'll talk about the map later, you hurry up and warm up in the sleeping bag!"

"Also, did you get lost or what? Where's your cold-weather gear? How do you contact your team leader? I'll ask him about the situation and see how to get you down."

"I... I just live in the mountains, there's no team leader, you just need to send me back..."

Send your mom!

After hearing the Snow Woman's outrageously absurd request, Leon couldn't help but roll his eyes fiercely. He simply stopped paying attention to her and started fiddling with his satellite phone, sending out a distress signal.

Still "send you back"... send you back to the village in this heavy snow? I'm afraid I'd just die halfway there! Besides, you don't even have a map, how would I know which way to go? Should I let a big idiot like you point the way for me?

Also, this woman is probably already hallucinating from the cold; it's not even certain if that damn village exists!

I remember that before people freeze to death, they feel hot, so they take off their own clothes. It's very likely she took her clothes off herself. If it weren't for the coincidence of running into me, she probably would have been frozen solid in a few minutes.

Really... a newbie who dares to go up a snow mountain without any experience is truly a pitfall!

Glaring at the crazy woman who still wanted to say something and staring her request back down, Leon, the self-proclaimed mountaineering expert, sighed helplessly, only just managing to suppress the urge to curse.

Although she was a huge pitfall and full of nonsense, she was still a life after all; he couldn't just watch her freeze to death like this, right? He might as well try to save her a little, and besides... hmm? Why is there a dog over there?

(End of chapter)