The southern coastline, with more rocks, has ice pressure ridges that pile up higher due to the terrain obstacles.
Here, he found the remains of an old wooden dock completely destroyed by the storm, with algae-covered wooden piles leaning askew and broken planks and crossbeams frozen between ice floes and gravel.
This place was like a graveyard of timber, but Lin Yu'an's eyes were searching for something more valuable—metal!
His gaze quickly scanned through the decaying wood, and soon, on a huge broken crossbeam, he found what he was looking for.
It was a long metal rod sticking out from the wood, with one end fixed by a rusted bolt and square washer, firmly secured to the crossbeam.
"A structural connector, a tie bolt used for docks." He immediately assessed its use and value.
He stepped forward, attempting to shake the metal rod with his hands, but it didn't budge, locked tightly by the large bolt in the wood.
