Chapter 1195 - 1194: The Cold Season of the Desert
As if answering her question, the previously quiet night suddenly erupted with the deafening sound of howling wind, accompanied by the sound of sand and dirt hitting the door.
Ji Nuan’s eyes widened: "This is way too dramatic!"
Xiu Yan chuckled softly: "Haha~"
Ji Nuan shot him a glare: "This has nothing to do with me, all right? You said it’s almost dawn anyway."
Xiu Yan’s well-shaped lips curled into a playful smile as he nodded in mock seriousness: "Mm-hmm, I know, this absolutely isn’t Nuannuan’s fault. That’s just how the cold season in the desert is."
But looking at his clearly insincere reply, Ji Nuan couldn’t help but feel inexplicably annoyed.
Letting out an indignant cry, she lunged at him, and then...
Was decisively subdued...
Outside the cave, the howling sandstorm whipped through the air, like a demon trapped beneath the desert sands finally unleashed, raging and wreaking havoc everywhere to assert its presence.
Inside the cave, Ji Nuan lay lazily in the wide embrace of the Orc, occasionally stretching out her mischievous little hand to grope at the firm muscles of the Orc’s chest and abs.
In the end, she was dealt with promptly and was left lying obediently like a stiff corpse on the kang bed.
Their atmosphere was lively, but in the other Orcs’ caves, it was bitterly cold.
To keep warm, many Orc Families had opted to live together; squeezing together gave them a little bit of warmth, at least.
However, the entrance of the cave, blocked by boulders, still had streaks of piercing cold wind sneaking in, making it hard to escape the chill.
Harry sat in the cave with the tribe members, gnawing on meat, staring blankly at the fire pit before them.
Because Ji Nuan had mentioned that eating raw meat could increase parasites in their bodies, Harry and Tuya had been gathering firewood around the area lately.
Somehow, they even managed to fill a nearby small cave full with firewood; apparently, the cave they lived in and the neighboring cave were occupied by two brothers.
The younger brother had given up the cave for them to live in, and now was sharing the elder brother’s cave.
So in the end, two caves had been emptied, just perfect for storing some items.
But looking at the flickering flames in the pit before them, none of them dared to add more firewood after finishing their meal.
Because the wood they’d collected might not be enough to last them until the cold season ended.
So now, they only added small amounts of firewood to the pit, just enough to ensure the Fire Seed wouldn’t die out.
Feeling the warmth from the fire pit, Harry couldn’t help but want to smack himself in the head.
Just a small fire was enough to warm them up, but why had they always kept the Fire Seed in a faraway cave while freezing themselves before?
"So warm..." Tuya cautiously stretched her hand near the fire pit, feeling the heat radiating from the Fire Seed, and softly exclaimed.
Casa and Norz also unconsciously moved their feet closer to the fire pit, enjoying the warmth on their skin.
It truly was warm. If they could add more firewood, it would certainly feel even cozier.
But that was just wishful thinking—their firewood wasn’t enough to sustain their heating needs; simply roasting meat was already barely manageable.
"I should have gathered more firewood earlier. Yesterday, when I went to clean the Beast Skin, I even saw many small tribes dumping their collected firewood by the lakeside, saying that Shaman Ji Nuan and the others weren’t accepting any more," Tuya sighed regretfully.