Kapitel 674: Chapter 671 Wangcai, Fugui, and Goudan

A cluster of musk oxen, leisurely and intermittently stopping, how far could they have traveled in two days?

He would definitely catch up to them tomorrow.

Holding onto that thought, Bi Fang fell asleep, not even bothering to dig a snow ditch today; he simply erected a windbreak wall.

He merged the sleds together and laid on what was left to minimize the loss of body heat to the ground, and before long, Bi Fang drifted off into a drowsy sleep.

By dawn, the sun hung brightly in the sky, and for some reason, it radiated a searing heat.

Strange.

Bi Fang thought.

Due to latitude, even on the summer solstice at noon, the sun is only 23°26′ high at the North Pole; now, in autumn, the angle is even lower, making it feel as if the sun can hardly rise, resulting in a paltry amount of heat.

Yet today, for some reason, it gave Bi Fang the false impression of facing the warming sun of spring, and the temperature kept rising.