Lin Lang sneered. These experts with bricks in their heads could do nothing.

No one knew where this blizzard had come from. Even the reborn Lin Lang couldn't figure out why this extreme weather disaster had suddenly struck without any warning.

After scrolling through a few videos, Lin Lang felt uninterested.

I went back to the grid group to take a look.

[2101 Quanquan: Which floor was that great master from this afternoon? I pay my respects to him!]

[502 Wang Qiang: Indeed. Without the Great God, we wouldn't have been able to dig it up today.]

[1802 Duoyuyu: Exactly, that's right. Too bad I didn't notice which floor it was on.]

The people talking were a few men who had gone out to shovel snow today. They were discussing Lin Lang.

After all, the way Lin Lang dug with the shovel was really shocking.

[1701 Zhang Wei: Comrade, this owner can contact our community.]

Lin Lang curled his lips. Contact? That's impossible.

She knew exactly what kind of person Zhang Wei was. Don't be fooled by his appearance now. He was actually a blood-sucking worm!

Why contact the community? Are you working like a slave, waiting to be squeezed out of your last surplus value?

Lin Lang rolled his eyes.

[502 Wang Qiang: The snow shows no sign of stopping. The road we cleared this afternoon is buried again.]

[1203 Zhang Zuo: Just bury it, and sweep it tomorrow.]

[502 Wang Qiang: You say it easily]

Wang Qiang has no good feelings towards people who have no idea what's going on.

You just sweep it when you say so, without even checking the weather conditions outside.

If there hadn't been a strong man today, their little group wouldn't have been able to shovel out a path so quickly, let alone buy some supplies.

He thought anyone could shovel snow. He knew exactly how many people were slacking off.

Anyone who doesn't save themselves in this kind of awful weather and waits for others to rescue them is an idiot. Wang Qiang, who was very concerned, looked at the supplies at home and the heavy snow outside and began to ponder.

The snow kept falling and the temperature dropped again.

Lin Lang turned off his cell phone early. It was minus 45 degrees Celsius outside, but his safe house was still 26 or 27 degrees Celsius.

I have to admire myself for ordering tens of thousands of tons of energy through Hall's channels. It's enough for me to use for a long time.

After praising himself, Lin Lang gradually fell asleep.

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was warm as spring inside.