"Boss... The weather here's so cold. Why do I feel as if the wind and snow has gotten heavier since we came?"

The short man wearing the autumn coat and wrapped in plant fiber coverings sneezed while complaining.

Since they were not familiar with the terrain around the shelter, the group stumbled as they walked, often slipping due to the holes and snow on the ground.

After the man in the yellow quilted jacket, who the other man called boss, heard what he said, he looked up at the sky and at the others, who turned timid because of what the short man said. Immediately, he finger-flicked the short man on the forehead.

"Isn't it normal for the wind and snow to get heavier and lighter? Did you think that it was going to stay in that range just for you? Did you think that you're a Huaxia Thunder God or Lightning Goddess?"

"Boss... Our Huaxia Thunder God or Lightning Goddess doesn't have anything related to snow..." A big-headed man, who had cut his pants open and put the two trouser legs over his arms, answered the question.

There was no doubt that, after saying that, his big forehead also received an identical finger-flick.

"It's because all of you are afraid of Su Mo, right? I urge you guys to think it over because all of us are just humans. It's not like he knows magic, so why the hell are you guys so nervous about him?"

"If all of you follow my orders when the time comes, and we blow his shelter up, we'll have meat to eat and soup to drink when we get inside, my dear brothers!"

"So if anyone's getting cold feet right now, I may still think of you as my brother, but my steel sword may not!"

Marshall, who was wearing the yellow quilted jacket, viciously spat out a mouthful of spittle on his steel sword. His eyes looked at the several people around him and there was an indescribable fierceness on his face.

After being frightened by him, the remaining five men immediately bucked up and focused on continuing to move forward.

The weather was cold, but their hearts grew even colder.

As for blowing up Su Mo's shelter, the team members were not the only ones who felt unsure. Even Marshall was in a mess.

Everyone knew that Su Mo was a cold-blooded devil who killed without batting an eyelid. With just a wave of his hand, he could kill a fellow human, especially the five of them, without even pausing.

Trying to attack such a big shot with the equipment in their hands would mean that they were sending themselves to their own death.

Even though Su Mo himself was not aware about it, people had already been talking about his fierce reputation.

"Please don't be at home, please don't be at home, please don't be at home!" Marshall kept repeating those words to himself silently and, when he looked at the Underground Shelter hill that could be seen in the distance, his legs were shaking a little.

When the six of them were fifty meters away from the Underground Shelter in a line, the first person felt his legs and stomach grow weak as he fell onto the ground. When he did that, the others also tensed up and all of them fell onto the snow.

Marshall, who was holding a steel sword, wiped his forehead and realized that there were rows of sweat at that moment, even though it was such cold weather.

The Underground Shelter's main stone entrance was like a giant beast that swallowed humans. It laid there on the ground, as if a black fog would come rushing out from it. Everyone who saw it felt their hearts grow timid.

"What are you afraid of? I received reliable information that Su Mo isn't in his shelter today, so all of you, charge on!"

With a guilty conscience, Marshall shouted and gripped the steel sword tightly in his hand as he pretended to walk up toward it casually.

The five of them behind him looked at each other and were at a loss.

After a while, when they saw Marshall walking up to the shelter's stone wall and nothing happening, all of them got up excitedly and one, who was afraid that he would lag behind, even rushed forward.

"Big Head, Baboon, you two go to the back to find Su Mo's backdoor. Simmons, you watch his front door for me!"

"Gibson, look for his ventilation duct. Monkey, go from the left side and I'll go from the right side. Look for the spot that I told you about earlier!"

After confirming that Su Mo was really not in the shelter, Marshall got excited and stood in front of the Underground Shelter as he ordered loudly and passionately.

Under his command, six of them began to go to their own positions and quickly moved.

Unfortunately, not a moment later, the two who were tasked to look for a nearby point as well as the two responsible to look for the backdoor were dumbfounded!

"B-Boss, it seems that this shelter's different from what we saw on the livestream previously."

"Boss, the backdoor seems to be gone."

When Marshall heard what his men said, he was also a bit confused. He shook his head and went to the back and seemed to take out a map, comparing it to the ground in front of him.

"It should be right. This is the place." After looking at the points marked on the map, as well as the proportional estimation of the distance according to the markers, Marshall panicked.

"Boss, his shelter doesn't seem to match how we thought it would be. We can't find the point that you talked about." Monkey also came up to them.

As they stood in the middle of the wind and snow, the six men that dressed like gangster refugees looked at each other.

In the end, everyone turned their eyes to Marshall again and their gazes made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Su Mo is just a guy. He's just like us. He has two hands and two feet. He's just a little luckier than the rest of us. If he's standing in front of me right now, I'd chop him up with my sword! Let's just see if he dares to come and meet his doom!"

"Why are you guys staring at me? Start digging! I refuse to believe that such a big exit would disappear just like that!"

As everyone stared at him, Marshall irritably took out five shovels from the storage space and threw them to the ground.

A fierce light flashed across his eyes, seeming to imply that any of them who did not start digging would get a taste of his sword.

When the five of them saw how fierce Marshall was, they had no choice but to timidly pick up the shovel and walk toward their arranged positions.

Snowflakes fell and the wind got stronger. The six of them stood at their planned locations, digging and sweating through the roof!

Unfortunately, the six people did not know that, on the ground next to the acid rain lake, there was a group of people who had the same idea as them, quietly watching them...

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"Say, Brother Chao, Marshall's group went out before dawn during the night to travel hundreds of miles. What do you think they're up to?!"

"Zhang Ren, don't tell me you're afraid that Brother Chao's playing us. If it wasn't for Kento Maeda giving him the task to monitor Marshall, Marshall would've gotten all of the spoils while we were kept in the dark."

"True, but I'm sure that old dog, Kento Maeda, didn't expect us to sneak over. Let's see who's the oriole now!"

As he stepped on the previously made footprints on the ground, the man who was called Brother Chao, did not respond and had a smile on his face as he listened to his two underlings bragging.

He looked at the two of them behind him so that they would admire him even more. At the same time, Brother Chao seemed to grow a few inches taller.

Being woken up in the middle of the night had been a very unpleasant thing, but after learning that Marshall had sneaked out of the kobold castle with his men, they were not in the mood to sleep any longer!

In cold weather like this, even though the kobold castle was extremely stinky, it was still the safest place based on the risk of danger from the outside.

'Go out?'

'If there was nothing to gain, Marshall wouldn't have left so early! He must have gotten some clues or found something good to have for himself!'

With that thought in mind, the eight of them also followed them out of the city gates and hurried behind as they followed their footprints.

As they followed the trail, before they knew it, they had been walking for hundreds of miles. They traveled from when it was dark to dawn in that kind of weather and rested at least a dozen times on the road before persisting and reaching this place.

"Brothers, it looks like Marshall's destination is just ahead. Their footprints clearly show it!"

After walking another kilometer and a half, Brother Chao saw the scattered footprints on the ground and pulled out several large pieces of white cloth in a single motion!

After everyone received a white cloth, they immediately spaced themselves out five meters apart and scattered away according to their previous discussion.

The group that wore bright-colored clothes covered their bodies with the white cloth and went under the snow. With the wind and snow shielding them, they were immediately concealed.

Even though it was quite a distance away, it did not take them too long and the eight of them finally reached the Underground Shelter as they followed the footprints.

At that moment, even Brother Chao was shaken!

Not because of anything, but because he realized where they were!

"Crap, isn't this Almighty Su's shelter? Have we been near him all this time? How did Marshall find this place?"

"Trying a sneak attack on the Almighty Su? Does Marshall have a death wish?"

All eight of them gathered together were shocked, and their faces clearly showed it.

Even Brother Chao's face was red and his heart was beating wildly in that cold weather!

That was Su Mo's shelter!

Su Mo had been established as the model person who inspired others to do their best to live in every Huaxian's eyes.

Especially according to the people in various channels, who guessed that if anyone were to join Su Mo's shelter, they could easily survive not just that winter, but two or three winters!

"All of you, calm down. If Marshall and his ragtag group were brave enough to attack Su Mo's shelter, it must be because they had gotten some reliable information. Most likely, Su Mo isn't in the shelter right now or he's been involved in some kind of accident!"

Brother Chao's words made sense and the other seven of them nodded their heads, clearly following his lead.

"After all, Su Mo is a fellow Huaxian. If he lives, we'll beg him and find a way to join him in his shelter. If he's dead, we can't let Marshall's group inherit Su Mo's legacy!"

"Now, let's split up and find our way toward the nearby points. Also, remember, we must not let them find out that we're here!"

After they heard what Brother Chao said, the remaining seven people nodded their heads in succession with unspeakable frenzied excitement evident in their eyes.

When Brother Chao made a gesture, everyone spread out again and headed toward their positions around the Underground Shelter.

From God's point of view in the sky, these people formed a pocket-like shape, surrounding the hardworking group of six on the hill.

The wind was still blowing.

The snow was still falling.

You stood on the bridge as you watched the scenery.

The people on the bridge who came for the scenery watched you.