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In the darkness of the cave, Bi Fang’s face was half visible and half shrouded, yet even though separated by more than a meter of snow, the audience in front of the screen could still hear the clear howling of the wind, quite eerie.

This didn’t seem like taking shelter in a snow cave, it felt more like being buried alive.

If one’s psychological endurance was slightly weaker, they wouldn’t be able to stay in such an environment.

But going out would most likely mean death, the environment was already cold, and the blizzard was like a giant heat extraction machine, not leaving a trace of warmth in the earth.

The blinding snowstorm also blocked out the sunshine, completely cutting off any warmth from solar radiation.

[In such a scene, it kind of feels like being buried alive]

[Today’s wind is particularly raucous]

Bi Fang, back against the snow, was slowly taking apart the thin rope that had been used to block the snow.

He had now constructed the entire ceiling of the cave into a semi-circle, the strongest structure, so those ropes were no longer necessary.

To build the entire ceiling of the snow cave into a semi-circle took both time and effort.

Not knowing the blizzard was coming, Bi Fang’s initially dug snow trench was very rough. The ropes served the purpose of branches, supporting the upper "snow blanket", but now that it was arched, they were no longer needed.

But just to complete this one snow cave, Bi Fang had dug for a good half of the day, which shows that compared to a simple snow trench that only needs a hole, building a snow cave is indeed more laborious.

After all this work, Bi Fang planted the shovel in the ground and lay down in the snow to rest, although he had tried his best to avoid sweating, sudden cessation of activity still brought beads of sweat on his forehead.

The entire cave had a diameter of about 1.6 meters, just right for a single-person snow house. It didn’t need to be too big, as too much space couldn’t accumulate heat, and this size was just right.

However, in a cave that was 1.6 meters, Bi Fang, being over 1.8 meters tall, couldn’t lie flat; there wasn’t space for him to lie down, and forcing it would make the cave too cramped for him.

Luckily, with an extra step to place his lower legs, he managed to fit in somewhat comfortably in a decent posture.

Inside the cave, it wasn’t completely dark but rather, with the help of a 10-centimeter diameter air hole in the ceiling, there was a very dim white light filtering through.

It was so faint that Bi Fang could barely make out his surroundings, whereas the drone had to activate night mode to operate properly.

This ventilation hole was completely parallel to the direction of the wind, almost preventing any cold air from pouring in while ensuring air exchange under the pressure difference, maintaining air quality within the cave.

"When camping in the snow, wind protection is the most important. It’s the most dangerous thing in a blizzard and can easily cause death. So, when building shelter in a snow-covered wilderness, always remember that digging down is much easier than building up. Find places around large trees or areas with lots of snow accumulation to dig."

"The three main types of snow shelters are adapted for different conditions. Dome snow houses are suitable for hard, heavy snow, just like now, where the blizzard has pressed the snow on the ground to be hard and thick."

"Snow mounds are appropriate for building in powdery snow, which was the case before it snowed, and snow caves are more for use in emergencies."

Bi Fang, leaning in the snow, as if lying on a soft sofa, intermittently shared some key points with the audience.

"And you must ensure air circulation because once the body heats the shelter, the surface of the snow will slightly melt, creating a good seal. Therefore, it’s essential to maintain a ventilation hole or check regularly to prevent carbon dioxide build-up from reaching dangerous levels and causing poisoning."

Although dry powdered snow can’t be gripped, when under sufficient pressure, or when its surface slightly melts from heat, it will crystallize and turn into a state of half snow, half ice.

Many people have seen this situation before, but never paid it any mind.

That is, often after a heavy snowfall, clear skies would follow. Yet stepping onto the snow then, one would feel something completely different. At that moment, walking on it would produce a crisp, crackling sound, in stark contrast to the utter silence during the snowfall itself.

In fact, it’s because the top layer of snow slightly melts upon receiving sunlight, then recrystallizes under low temperatures, forming a thin layer of ice crystals. It’s just extremely thin, so stepping on it causes the crunching, collapsing sound.

"Hah~~~"

Bi Fang removed his gloves, breathed out a breath of warm air, and finally felt a bit of warmth. Due to the recent activity, the entire cave had filled up with heat, and the temperature inside was between negative ten and negative five degrees Celsius.

But after another half an hour, it would probably stabilize at around negative ten degrees Celsius. Although that might still sound very cold, at least compared to the potential negative fifty degrees Celsius outside in the "hell" of frigid weather, it was already a warm paradise.

[Do we just wait it out now?]

[I think we should do something]

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[Perhaps we could have done something initially, but now with the blizzard raging, it’s completely too late.]

The online friends’ conversation in the style of Great Britain was so on point it was laughable.

Bi Fang held the rope in his hand and shook off the ice flakes, feeling his growling stomach and exhaling deeply.

If the blizzard really persists for three days, if he just waited, he might end up losing ten pounds in weight.

Holing up in the cave for food and drink was one thing, but dealing with bowel movements was truly torturous. Wilderness survival wasn’t just about having robust survival skills; these small details were equally important.

Although he didn’t have much to eat these past days and thus had no need for major bathroom breaks, the minor ones were inevitable, as he had been continuously drinking. Bi Fang had tried to take care of these needs all at once during the daytime when the sun was beaming, to avoid the extreme cold at night which could freeze things up.

This was not impossible; at temperatures below minus thirty degrees, it was perfectly possible to throw water and see it turn into ice.

That would be really bad; even skin exposed to the air would quickly suffer from frostbite, let alone more sensitive parts of the body.

But there was no solution for this; he could only endure it.

With such external weather conditions, waiting was out of the question. If he actually starved for a week, Bi Fang feared he’d be so weak he wouldn’t even be able to walk, undoubtedly leading to a vicious cycle.

His only option now was to brave the blizzard and see if he could find anything to eat nearby.

"I must go out and look, see if I can find food. Otherwise, all we can do here is wait to die."

The audience was shocked by Bi Fang’s decision, yet some found it completely logical.

Bi Fang stabbed his dagger into the ground, tied one end of the long rope around his ankle, and wrapped the other end securely around the knife handle.

"The storm outside is too fierce, the visibility is less than five meters. Once I go out, it’s very possible to get lost in the blizzard. In this situation, making marks is useless because the traces will quickly be erased by the snowstorm. I must use this rope to find my way back, but it also limits my movement."

"Wish me luck."