There was a clicking sound, and the pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead broke off many branches from the dry tree.

He returned to the hole he dug with the dry branches he collected.

Put the branches aside, and then take out some to light a fire. After a while, the fire rose, with orange flames beating and spreading warm heat around.

His somewhat stiff hands from the cold were placed on the fire. The heat generated by the fire gradually made his somewhat stiff hands return to normal.

"The weather is so miserable. If I hadn't dug a hole here decisively to avoid the wind and snow, I might have frozen to death in the snow."

The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead was warming himself by the fire while looking at the terrible weather of wind and snow outside the pit, murmuring to himself.

It was now noon. The cold and hungry pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead immediately took out the dry food, threaded the frozen hard dry food with branches, and roasted it on the fire.

The alluring aroma spread, and the pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead quickly took off the grilled sizzling and oily meat strips and ate them with relish.

After eating greasy barbecue strips, the degree of warmth in the body is completely incomparable to that before not eating enough.

Leaning back, leaning against the earth wall behind him, he let out a light, cheerful cry.

"comfortable……"
Chapter completed!