Day 25, the sun cast its first pale rays over the horizon, yet it was stingy with any warmth.
Lin Yu'an stood before the mobile ice fishing shack he had painstakingly built in a day, carefully inspecting the tightly woven willow branches, ensuring every knot was firm and reliable.
This wooden shack was a qualified "shield," but he still needed a "spear," an ice drill spear capable of piercing thick ice.
He knew full well that he could just go over with the Forest Axe now, and with his stamina, take some time to chip a hole in the thick ice.
But that would be a short-sighted strategy.
Facing the camera, his voice was low and serious: "Sound and vibration propagate much more efficiently in water than in air, and the ice layer is an excellent solid medium for transmitting sound, like a giant drum surface."
