This weather will continue for another seven days before the final feast arrives.

If the wind and snow in other places are as big as the shelter, I'm afraid... the living environment of mankind will be in danger.

"No, before this group of people came, the wind and snow here were not so heavy. It seems that as more people come, the wind and snow get bigger."

Somo, who was lying on the ground in bored contemplation, suddenly caught a blind spot that he had ignored before.

He took out the drawn map from the storage space and spread it out on the snow. Sumo looked at it intently.

Draw a circle using the distance between the underground shelter and the deep sea shelter as the radius.

In a circle with a diameter of seven kilometers, when Soma was the only one...

Although there is wind, it is a gentle breeze.

Although there is snow, it is light snow.

As a result, as soon as the fourteen people entered the seven-kilometer circle, the wind and snow suddenly became stronger.

Although this change didn't seem very noticeable, Sumo, who had been lying on the mountain top and looking at it, was keenly aware of the difference!

There are indeed changes! And they are not small!

"No, if the number of people in the shelter increases and the disaster becomes greater, I'm afraid..."

"I got it, so I asked why Magu didn't join the group. It's very likely that they also discovered this problem that time, so..."

As soon as he patted his head, Somo's goosebumps suddenly came up.

Finding Magu's notebook from before, Sumo flipped through it quickly. In the 142-day diary, he found a soliloquy that seemed to be nonsense, which caught Sumo's attention:

"Manman, Brother Ma, I am very powerful, but it's a pity that there are too few monsters spawning near my shelter!"

"It's not fun! It's not fun!"

Before recording this day, Somo flipped the pages forward, and the details of this disaster were clearly written in the diary:
Chapter completed!