Before the snow ape-man arrived, Xia Chuhe's web had reached a size of two meters square.

Xia Chuhe was calculating his plans. He would finish weaving the net tomorrow, and then use his free time over the remaining days to go fishing by the lake.

Even if you catch one more, it's still a profit.

Now that we have fur, we won't freeze to death when we're outside. If we could sleep at night and be active during the day, the gains would definitely be more than building a snow hut.

Such a thought popped into Xia Chuhe's mind.

She asked the little dwarf in a low voice, "Have you tried hiding outside to avoid the Yeti?"

“We’ve tried it. If no one is inside the snow house, they will wait at the door.” Perhaps because they were about to leave, the little dwarf didn’t hide anything this time. “We don’t have the ability to spend the night outside. If we hide for one night, we will freeze to death. We have no choice but to compromise.”

This was another night of hard work.

As expected, Lu Danggui kept his word and worked hard to make bricks, with top-notch efficiency.

Unfortunately, his teammates weren't up to par, and Xia Chuhe's fingers were frozen red like carrot heads, making it really hard for him to work quickly.

Fearing the two might try something, the snow ape-man came back several times.

Tonight is Christmas Eve, and the construction of the snow house is progressing well, with everyone receiving generous rewards.

However, the snow huts belonging to the dwarf's team were not yet fully topped; only the top layer was missing.

In the afternoon, Xia Chuhe finished weaving the net and stretched his stiff neck.

When she turned her neck toward the little dwarf, she witnessed a miraculous scene—a person appearing out of nowhere.

Xia Chuhe swore that one second the three dwarfs were sitting by the fire, and the next second the ground was completely empty.

The person and the bag both disappeared.

Du Zhen and the others, however, seemed unsurprised.

The shorty team was absent, and Xia Chuhe had a good impression of Du Zhen and the others.

She showed the willow net in her hand to Du Zhen and the others: "I have finished weaving the fishing net. Tomorrow we can all rest together and use the time we save to fish."

Pan Sheng was clearly interested. He was a space-type character and had a personal space of four cubic meters. Every time he came out of a dungeon, his space was never full, but this time he might have a chance to fill it up.

Pan Sheng stared longingly at Du Zhen.

Su Ye also stared longingly at Du Zhen, watching helplessly as the willow branches were transformed into fishing nets.

While observing, Su Ye had already memorized the method of tying the knots, and she couldn't wait to know the effect of this simple fishing net.

If it works well, she can use it next time to generate revenue for the team.

Du Zhen smiled, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes resembling beautiful ripples in water.

"Okay, it's a pleasure to work with you. Chu Yuxun."

Xia Chuhe: ...

Oh no, her name isn't Chu Yuxun...

Never mind, I won't explain.

The third night.

Everyone was very skilled at building the snow house.

Xia Chuhe and Lu Danggui were the slowest to progress because they cut corners at the beginning.

At this moment, Lu Dangui looked at the snow hut left behind by the little dwarfs and asked Xia Chuhe, "Should we go and seal the roof?"

Xia Chuhe shook his head: "I'm not going."

Lu Dangui replied obediently, "Okay."

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Lu Danggui diligently makes bricks, but the brick-making tools are merciless.

Wang Yan's group has three members and is making the fastest progress.

While working, Pan Sheng frequently glanced at the large snow house left behind by the dwarf and the others.

That big snow house was only one ring away from being topped off.

Will I get more rewards if I finish building that snow house?

The thought kept popping into Pan Sheng's mind, making him itchy with desire.

"Sister Zhen, can I go and put the roof on that snow house?" Pan Sheng specifically went to Du Zhen to ask for advice.

Du Zhen stopped what he was doing and blew on his hands.

In the short two days he spent with the dwarf, Du Zhen could sense that the dwarf was a meticulous person who would not let go of any opportunity to obtain resources.

His decision to forgo the profits from the roofed igloo demonstrates that the cost of building a roofed igloo is too high and disproportionate to the income.

Danger!

In the blink of an eye, Du Zhen had figured out the problem.

Damn it! The little dwarf still has information he hasn't told them, and it must be very important.

Du Zhen warned Pan Sheng, "It's too dangerous, don't go. Just focus on building our own snow house, and—"

"No upper limit for now!"

Not knowing what would happen when the roof was capped, Du Zhen didn't want to take the risk.

After hearing this, Pan Sheng went back dejectedly.

Wang Yan asked him, "What did Sister Zhen say?"

"They won't let us seal the roof," Pan Sheng grumbled. "We went through so much trouble to build this snow house, we definitely can't live in it if we don't seal the roof."

Wang Yan patted his shoulder, the warmth of his palm transferring to Pan Sheng's body, making him feel cozy.

"Listen to Sister Zhen," Wang Yan said, and went back to work.

Pan Sheng glanced at the snow house, still unwilling to give up. What danger could there be?

They worked for two whole nights, and nothing happened.

Apart from the snow hut built by the little dwarf, there are snow huts everywhere that are already completed and have been topped off. If there were any danger, they would die on their very first day here.

Sister Zhen is just too cautious.

Last time, in a competitive dungeon, Zhenjie was too cautious, which caused them to lose the game and waste seven days' worth of food.

Pan Sheng thought to himself that a natural person like Du Zhen would not understand the pressure on an artificial human like himself.

Around the age of thirty-five is a high-risk period for genetic collapse in androids. Capable androids generally receive genetic stabilization injections before the age of thirty. Once signs of genetic collapse are detected, the medication must be continued.

Gene stabilizing injections are expensive, but sustaining life is even more expensive.

Ninety-nine percent of androids die from lack of money.

Pan Sheng didn't want to die. He was twenty-eight years old and didn't have many more good years left.

He has saved a large sum of money, enough to last him for six or seven years.

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