The biting wind, like invisible ice blades, cut into Lin Feng's cheeks, jolting him awake.

He instinctively wrapped his yellow delivery uniform tighter around himself, a bone-chilling cold making him shiver uncontrollably.

"ah!"

"What kind of hellhole is this?!"

"It's so cold... Help! Someone please save me!"

A series of women's screams exploded in Lin Feng's ears like thunder, so loud that his eardrums were ringing.

He frowned, then laboriously opened his eyes and looked around.

As far as the eye can see, there is a vast forest covered in ice and snow, stretching as far as the eye can see.

The tall and straight pine trees stood silently, their branches covered with glistening icicles and thick snow.

Lin Feng was stunned. Wasn't he on his way to deliver food?

How did we end up in this deep mountain forest?

In this desolate, snow-covered forest, he was surrounded by seven women dressed in fine clothes who seemed out of place in their surroundings.

They were wearing designer coats, exquisite dresses, and some were even wearing thin evening gowns.

Every pretty face, usually charming, innocent, or proud, was now filled with fear and confusion.

They instinctively huddled together, their bodies trembling violently from the cold and fear, their breath quickly dissipating into the frigid air.

Lin Feng's gaze swept quickly over them, and his expression changed slightly.

He had seen these women in short videos.

The girl with exaggerated pigtails, wearing layers of Lolita dresses, and now crying so hard that her exquisite makeup is ruined, isn't that "Tang Bao," the sweet and cute Lolita internet celebrity with millions of fans on the short video platform?

The woman next to her, wearing a deep V-neck, high-slit evening gown, her lips turning blue from the cold, yet still managing to maintain her composure, is Su Wanqing, the leading actress in several recent hit dramas and a top-tier celebrity.

There was also an exceptionally tall young woman, about twenty years old, with chestnut-brown wavy hair that was now somewhat disheveled and stuck to her red, frostbitten cheeks.

She is Shen Jiaqi, a top student in the art department, who is known as the "most beautiful school flower".

Her eyes, praised as "clear as a deer's," were now looking around helplessly.

There was another woman, who looked a year or two younger than Shen Jiaqi, wearing a milky white suspender knitted short dress that was out of place with the environment, with only a thin velvet coat over it. Her long, slender, white legs were exposed to the air and were purple from the cold.

She has an extremely endearing face with delicate and petite features, especially her pair of watery, almond-shaped eyes paired with slightly pouting, full lips. She is none other than Ruan Mengtian, the most popular "pure and alluring ceiling" on the internet.

There's also Qian Xiaoxiao, dressed in an evening gown and adorned with expensive jewelry, with a cool and aloof demeanor. She's the daughter of a tycoon and is known for her extravagant displays of wealth online.

The others are all dazzling beauties in their respective fields, revered as goddesses by countless men.

The sudden change that occurred in this icy and snowy land was enough to terrify anyone.

A hint of surprise flashed through Lin Feng's mind, but more than that, he felt a strange, almost numb calm.

He habitually reached into his pocket, his fingertips touching a hard and familiar object, and felt a sense of relief—it was the multi-functional Swiss Army knife he carried with him when delivering food, in order to deal with various emergencies.

There was also a small but powerful windproof lighter next to it.

These two things became his greatest comfort at that moment.

The women's cries and screams gradually subsided, perhaps because they were tired of crying, or perhaps because they were too cold to even cry anymore.

They finally noticed the only man in the crowd who remained calm—Lin Feng.

"Hey! Did you do this?"

A woman in her early thirties, dressed in a well-tailored business suit and exuding a capable air, spoke first.

She suppressed the tremor in her voice, staring sharply at Lin Feng, her tone filled with wariness and hostility.

"It must be him! Otherwise, why would we suddenly appear in this godforsaken place!"

Tang Bao immediately found an outlet for her emotions, and echoed in a shrill voice with a sob. Her big, innocent eyes were now filled with only doubt and deep fear.

Although Su Wanqing did not immediately speak out in condemnation, her gaze toward Lin Feng was filled with scrutiny and vigilance.

Lin Feng simply shook his head indifferently, not even bothering to say "it wasn't me."

He was utterly disgusted by women, let alone argue with them in this situation.

"Who else could it be but you? You're the only man here! You must have done something to us!"

Another woman, dressed in a sexy miniskirt and heavily made up, screamed and even reached out her hand, painted with bright red nail polish, to shove Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's eyes suddenly sharpened.

His personality was already cold due to his past experiences, and now, being inexplicably angered by this group of women, whose chattering gave him a headache, his impatience and anger instantly surged to the peak.

Too lazy to waste any more words, he moved with lightning speed and swung it out with his backhand.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Several crisp, loud slaps landed precisely on the faces of the women who were shouting the loudest and charging ahead.

The force was so great that clear finger marks instantly appeared on their fair cheeks.

The women, who had been so arrogant just moments before, were suddenly stunned. They covered their burning cheeks in disbelief, and their screams abruptly stopped.

"Noisy".

Lin Feng coldly uttered two words, his eyes showing no pity whatsoever, and he didn't even have the interest to glance at them again.

He turned around and chose a direction with relatively shallow snow, then walked into the depths of the forest without looking back.

Behind him, after a brief silence, came a mixture of suppressed sobs, angry mutterings, and even more helpless whimpers.

But Lin Feng paid no heed; to him, these sounds were nothing more than insignificant noises in this icy world.

He took a deep breath of the icy, bone-chilling air. The chill did not make him back down; instead, it filled his chest with a strange sense of excitement.

He was abandoned by his parents at a young age and grew up amidst the scorn and bullying in the orphanage. When he finally came of age and entered society, he thought he had found true love, but his girlfriend cheated him out of all his hard-earned savings and left him with a mountain of debt.

This series of blows had left Lin Feng utterly disillusioned with so-called humanity and emotions, and his heart was filled with unspeakable pain and weariness of the world.

He had fantasized more than once about escaping that city filled with hypocrisy, scheming, and betrayal, to a desolate, primitive place, to live alone like a lone wolf.

Now, this almost obsessive "wish" has been fulfilled in such a bizarre way!

Although the environment before him was extremely harsh, to him, this frozen primeval forest was like a "pure land" where he could bury his past and be reborn.

Wilderness survival?

Far from feeling fear, he was actually quite eager to try.

Lin Feng walked at a leisurely pace, carefully observing the surrounding terrain and vegetation.

He needed to find shelter from the wind and snow as soon as possible, and then solve the urgent problems of water and food.

Although the multi-functional knife in his hand was not large, it was equipped with a saw, blades of various sizes, a can opener, and other functions. Together with the windproof lighter, it was his greatest asset for surviving in this desperate situation.

Meanwhile, the women, who had been completely stunned by Lin Feng's slaps, finally calmed down a bit after the initial shock, humiliation, and anger subsided.

The biting cold and the fear of the unknown still weighed heavily on their hearts like a boulder, but their strong survival instinct forced them to confront this cruel reality.

"My phone! Where's my phone?"

It was the popular actress Su Wanqing who reacted first. She trembled as she pulled out the latest smartphone from her delicate handbag.

However, the bright red and glaring "No Service" icon on the screen was like a bucket of ice water poured over her head, instantly extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

"Mine too...no signal at all!"

"What do we do? Are we going to die here?"

Tang Bao looked at the same result on her phone and finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Calm down, all of you!"

The woman in business attire who was the first to question Lin Feng has now become the most organized one.

She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down, and shouted, "My name is Qin Lan, and I'm the CEO of a large company. Now is not the time to whine and complain; we must find a way to save ourselves!"

They tried shouting for help into the empty forest, but their voices were so weak and powerless in the silent snow forest that they only startled a few unknown birds into fluttering away, and received no response from any humans.

Despair gradually engulfed them like a tidal wave.

These goddesses, who usually live glamorous lives under the spotlight and adored by countless people, are now forced to temporarily set aside their status and gather together because of a common predicament.

They discussed it haphazardly for a few moments and finally decided to head in one direction in the hope of finding human habitation.

At this point, Lin Feng, relying on some vague knowledge of wilderness survival, had found a small, sheltered ravine.

On one side of the valley, there are several naturally formed boulders that can barely block some of the cold wind.

He took out the multi-tool from his pocket, skillfully turned on the small saw, and began clearing away some relatively dry branches and leaves from the ground around him, preparing to start a fire.

The flames not only dispel the pervasive chill and melt the snow to obtain drinking water, but more importantly, they bring him a sense of security.

He recalled the simple trap-making methods he had seen in survival documentaries, and carefully set up several traps on the snow in places where small animals might pass by, using the rope in his pocket.

He was quite lucky.

As he waited patiently, adding fuel to the fire to keep it warm and melt the snow, one of the traps stirred. It was a greyish-white snow hare, not very big, but enough to fill his stomach.

A hint of joy flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He quickly ended the snow rabbit's life, and then skillfully began to skin it and clean its internal organs with a knife.

These skills seemed to be his innate instincts, skills he had never had the opportunity to use in the past twenty years of his life, yet now they flowed effortlessly from his fingertips.

Soon, a simple grill was set up, and rabbit meat was skewered on wooden sticks, sizzling under the flames, dripping oil and emitting an enticing aroma.

The raw aroma of meat is an irresistible temptation for those suffering from hunger and cold.