The mountains were fully covered with snow, as if the entire heaven and earth were engulfed in glimmering silver.
A bustling city in the middle of it was covered in a fresh layer of snow, and everything was a pure white.
As the cold wind whistled, the snow fluttered in the air, gently falling on the shoulders of a group of pedestrians.
Feng Lin shook the snowflakes off his body. The scene in front of him was foreign yet familiar.
Without realizing it, he had already left earth for over a month; everything felt worlds apart.
Earth had entered winter as the snow was coming down.
Feng Lin felt a bit nostalgic as this scene was something that could never be seen on the sandy terrain of Mars.
Feng Lin reached Earth by riding on a spaceship. Afterward, he stored it back into his collapsible space. Without wasting time, he headed straight toward his Clan.