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... suddenly dropped. Even though Shaman got up in the middle of the night and found an unknown animal skin to cover Han Cheng’s head, Han Cheng still felt cold.

In the morning, waking up to the adults’ words, the children’s cheers, and a few white snowballs thrown at the cave entrance, Han Cheng learned it had snowed.

With heavy snow falling and everything quiet, this weather was no longer suitable for hunting outside. Unlike people in later generations who could fully armor themselves ...

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