In this icy, snowy, and perilous primeval forest, Lin Feng was not the only "time traveler".

On the other side, a group of six glamorous women were huddled under a huge rock wall that could barely shield them from the cold wind, futilely resisting the bone-chilling cold with the last bit of clothing on their bodies and each other's body heat.

It's been a month, a whole month. Time seems to stretch out endlessly here.

Compared to Lin Feng's gradually taking shape, or even beginning to take shape, their homeland was nothing but endless misery, with people barely clothed and starving.

"Cough...cough cough...damn it...it's freezing..."

Su Wanqing, a former A-list actress who once shone brightly on the red carpet and held several Best Actress awards, is now coughing violently.

Her designer coat, which once shone brightly at Paris Haute Couture Fashion Week and was worth as much as a luxury car, is now stained and torn in several places by sharp branches, barely clinging to her body like a beggar's rag.

Her lips were cracked and bleeding, turning a frightening bluish-purple, and her once well-maintained skin was rough and dull.

"Sister Wanqing, are you... are you alright? Drink some snow water... although... it won't help much..."

Beside her, the girl with exaggeratedly flat and deformed pigtails and wearing layers of tattered Lolita dresses is none other than "Tang Bao," a cute and adorable Lolita influencer with millions of followers on short video platforms.

She weakly handed over a slightly cleaner leaf, which held a little bit of freshly melted snow water.

Her voice was so hoarse it was almost inaudible. The sweet, lolita-like voice that she was once so proud of and that could drive countless male fans crazy had long since disappeared. Her face was dirty, and only her eyes, which were unusually large due to long-term hunger and fear, still held traces of terror and helplessness.

Su Wanqing shook her head weakly, forced a bitter smile that looked more like a grimace: "I won't die... Tang Bao, you drink it yourself. I'm afraid I won't live much longer."

"Don't say such discouraging things, Sister Wanqing!"

Qin Lan, the once decisive and capable businesswoman who commanded with ease in a Fortune 500 multinational company, now looks haggard.

Her once sharp business suit was now a mess, but her eyes still held a stubborn determination.

She rubbed her hands, which were already numb from the cold, trying to gain a tiny bit of physical warmth.

"As long as we're alive, there's hope. Rescue... the rescue team must be looking for us!"

"Rescue?"

Wearing a miniskirt whose original color was no longer recognizable, and with her heavy makeup washed away by tears, sweat, and grime, revealing a pale and haggard complexion—this was Shen Jiaqi.

This art student, once hailed as the "most beautiful campus belle," let out a nearly desperate laugh, her voice sharp and bitter: "Sister Qin Lan, do you even believe what you're saying? It's been a month! A whole month! Forget the rescue team, we haven't even seen a few rabbits alive!"

"This isn't Earth; nobody's coming to save us!"

Her usual pure and gentle image vanished, leaving only a deep-seated grief and indignation towards reality.

"Jiaqi! Can't you just shut up for a second?!"

Qin Lan frowned and scolded, but her tone also carried an undisguised weariness: "What's the point of everyone blaming each other and spreading negativity now? We might as well save our energy and think about how to live one more day!"

Beside her, Ruan Mengtian, who was once known as the "ceiling of pure desire" on the internet, looked even more pitiful at this moment.

Her extremely endearing face, though still delicate and petite, had become emaciated, especially her large, watery eyes, which were now filled with genuine fear and tears.

Her off-white knitted halter dress was torn to shreds, and the thin velvet coat she wore over it was practically useless. Her long, slender, white legs were exposed to the air, covered in horribly purplish-red spots from the cold.

She just curled up in a ball, hugging her arms, her teeth chattering uncontrollably, unable to utter a single word, only able to helplessly lean on Shen Jiaqi to draw a little bit of insignificant warmth.

The youngest member of the group, Qian Xiaoxiao, a pampered and arrogant rich girl, was on the verge of collapse.

Her limited-edition tracksuit was already torn to shreds by thorns, and her face and hands were covered in scratches.

"I can't take it anymore! I really can't take it anymore!"

She suddenly screamed, her voice piercing: "I want to go home! I want my Simmons bed! I want filet mignon! Where's my dad? Why hasn't he sent anyone to rescue me yet! If he knew I was suffering like this here, he'd burn this whole lousy forest down!"

They tried to build a makeshift shelter, haphazardly piling up wet branches and dead leaves they had picked up, but it was blown to pieces by a relentless cold wind overnight, leaving them soaked in icy rain and snow all night.

Several people developed high fevers, and the whole group almost died.

They also tried to find food. Under the guidance of Qin Lan, who had relatively more knowledge of the wild, they tried to identify plants like the celebrities in outdoor reality shows. However, they either returned empty-handed or accidentally ate some unknown wild fruit that was poisonous, causing them to vomit and have diarrhea, which greatly depleted their energy and made things even worse.

"I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry..."

Tang Bao finally couldn't hold back any longer, covering her face and sobbing softly. Tears mixed with the dirt on her face, leaving messy streaks: "I want to eat fried chicken... I want to eat strawberry donuts... I want to drink bubble tea... I want to go live and have my top fan send me rockets..."

Her cries acted like a fuse, instantly igniting the long-suppressed despair of the others.

"Stop crying! What's the use of crying!"

Qian Xiaoxiao shouted irritably. She was so hungry that she was dizzy and her temper was getting worse. "Can you get food by crying?"

"And what about you? Besides complaining about your dad, what else can you do?" Shen Jiaqi retorted, her voice trembling with tears. She felt like she was going crazy.

"What...what is that?"

Su Wanqing suddenly sat up straight. Her eyes, which were somewhat blurred due to long-term malnutrition, stared intently in a certain direction in the distant mountain valley. Her voice trembled with excitement, "Look... there... isn't there... smoke?"

Upon hearing this, the other women struggled to raise their heads and looked in the direction Su Wanqing pointed.

A biting wind swept by, swirling up snowflakes that blinded them. All they could see was a vast expanse of white snow-covered forest and a grey sky; nothing else seemed out of the ordinary.

"Sister Wanqing, are you... are you hallucinating from hunger?"

Tang Bao sniffed, her voice thick with nasal tone and distrust.

"Impossible! I clearly saw it!" Su Wanqing said stubbornly. She rubbed her eyes and looked again: "It was behind those pine trees... Just now... It was definitely there just now!"

A strong gust of wind blew by, causing the branches and leaves of some low trees in the distant mountain valley to sway and also dispersing some of the swirling mist.

In that instant, a faint, almost imperceptible column of bluish-gray smoke rose again from the distant woods, thin yet incredibly clear!

"It's true! It's real! I saw it!"

Qin Lan's voice trembled with unbelievable joy. She suddenly stood up and pointed in that direction, "It's smoke! That's smoke! There are houses there! There are people!"

As the wooden house gradually came into view, its simple yet unusually neat structure radiating an indescribable warmth, came into their view.

When the wisps of smoke rising from the chimney on the roof came into their view, everyone fell silent.

The wisps of smoke rising from the chimney were, in their eyes, more dazzling than any Cartier diamond, Hermès Birkin bag, or even the spotlight of the Oscars they had ever owned!

That meant fire! It meant food! It meant warmth! It meant...civilization! It meant their hope of survival!

"My God! It's a house! There really is a house here! There really is a house here!"

Tang Bao was the first to recover from the extreme shock. She let out a scream that almost broke her voice, instantly forgetting all the cold and hunger. Her voice was filled with the ecstasy of surviving a disaster and disbelief.

"This is unbelievable! How could anyone build a house in such a godforsaken place... such a godforsaken place?"

Shen Jiaqi's eyes widened, and she covered her mouth with her hand, muttering to herself.

"It's that man! It must be him!"

The image of the man who had remained calm in the initial snowy landscape and even slapped them immediately flashed through Su Wanqing's mind.

"Who else but him could have such ability?"

"He...he actually did it? This...this is simply a miracle! Is he a monster?"

Ruan Mengtian also gasped softly, her watery peach blossom eyes revealing for the first time a complex emotion beyond fear—shock and a hint of indescribable…awe?

Qian Xiaoxiao opened her mouth wide, forgetting her crying: "He...he built a house all by himself in this freezing cold?"

"We're saved! We're finally saved!"

The women could no longer contain their emotions, bursting into tears of joy and even embracing each other without restraint.

They could almost see themselves eating hot roasted meat by a warm fire.

In their view, building such a sturdy and practical wooden house without any modern tools was simply a pipe dream!

They couldn't even build a decent shack to keep out the wind, but that man somehow managed to build a real house out of thin air!

However, after the brief, dazzling euphoria, Qin Lan's voice was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly sobering them up considerably:

"Wait! Don't get too excited yet. If... if that house really was built by that man... do you think that man would be so kind as to let us in so easily to share his food and shelter?"

Upon hearing this, the women, who had just been immersed in boundless joy and anticipation, suddenly froze like ducks with their necks being choked.

Yes, that man. The man whose eyes were as cold as the ancient ice in this forest, unmoved by their screams, cries, and pleas, and who even slapped them without mercy.

The man who would rather walk alone into the depths of the perilous forest than say a single word to these "burdens".

"He...he shouldn't be that heartless, right?" Tang Bao said timidly, her voice lowering further. "We...we're all in such a terrible state, he's a man after all, he can't just stand by and watch us die, can he?"

Shen Jiaqi chimed in, "Yes, we're not trying to steal his things, we just want...we want to ask him for a little bit of food so we can shelter from the wind and snow under the eaves..."

"Innocent!"

Qian Xiaoxiao seemed more "mature" than them at this moment.

She curled her lip and said with a hint of disdain, "Xiaotian, Jiaqi, you two still don't understand men at all. Especially those men who look cold and hard; when they get ruthless, they're more terrifying than anything else."

"He was able to survive in this godforsaken place all by himself and build such a nice house; he's definitely not an ordinary person."

Ruan Mengtian whispered, "But...but there are so many of us, and we're all girls..."

"What's wrong with girls?" Qian Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. "In his eyes, we're probably not even as useful as a piece of smoked meat hanging under his eaves!"

"What should we do then?" Su Wanqing asked anxiously. She knew better than anyone that if they couldn't get into that wooden house, they probably wouldn't survive the next blizzard night in their current condition.

"Are we just going to stand by and watch that hope be right in front of us, and then freeze or starve to death here? I refuse to accept that! Even if I, Su Wanqing, die, I will not die such a pathetic death!"

Qin Lan took a deep breath, her gaze sweeping over the faces of her companions one by one, finally settling on Su Wanqing, whose makeup was ruined but whose stunning beauty was still undeniable. A complex yet resolute light flashed in her eyes.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice, "Now is not the time to worry about dignity and face. We must beg him. Even if... we have to pay a price."

Her gaze lingered on Su Wanqing's face, which remained beautiful even though she looked haggard, and she seemed to be implying something.

The other women instantly understood what she meant.

Among this group of women, the one who stands out most in terms of appearance, knows best how to use her advantages, or rather, is most adept at dealing with all sorts of men, is undoubtedly Su Wanqing, who once navigated the entertainment industry with ease.

"Sister Wanqing..."

Tang Bao tugged at Su Wanqing's tattered clothes, her big eyes filled with undisguised pleading and expectation.

Shen Jiaqi lowered her head and said softly, "Sister Wanqing, we...we're all counting on you."

Even the usually arrogant Qian Xiaoxiao lowered her guard at this moment, saying with a hint of reluctance, "Su Wanqing, now... now it all depends on whether you can win that man over. If you can get him to take us in, then... after we go back, I'll have my dad invest in making a movie for you, and you can choose any leading lady you want!"

Ruan Mengtian looked at Su Wanqing with her big, watery peach blossom eyes. Although she didn't say anything, the pleading in her eyes said it all.

Su Wanqing was filled with mixed feelings.

She once thought that with her beauty, intelligence, and superb social skills, she could be at ease in front of any man, anywhere, and make them fall for her and serve her.

But in this cruel and unforgiving primeval forest, all her advantages seemed so pale and powerless.

However, at this moment, she seemed to have no other choice but to survive.