Shao Zifeng startled himself, quickly shaking his head to dispel the frightening thought.
Point A of the ice dome, being rarely visited, was covered everywhere with thick snow.
Footprints left behind by the mutant creatures from a few days ago were plenty, and most places still had thick snow. This was highly unfriendly for Shao Zifeng—every step sank down to his knees.
Exerting himself to pull out his legs, Shao Zifeng leaned on his knees and gasped for air.
He had felt fine in the cave earlier, but after walking just a few steps, he started feeling chest tightness, as if he had run several kilometers.
Fortunately, his body had been strengthened through multiple "bonding reactions," and no severe altitude sickness had set in yet.
Yaya took a few steps, then cocked its head to look at the struggling Shao Zifeng.
It pondered briefly, its amber eyes brightening.
An opportunity to prove itself had come, had it not?
