90 Using the Snowdrift Ox to Cultivate the Meat Field!

The 49th catacomb!

Everywhere he looked, there was ice and snow.

From time to time, snowflakes would fall from above.

Klein raised his head and took a glance.

It was also covered in ice and snow. Snowflakes didn't appear out of thin air, but kept falling from the top.

As for why the top was covered in ice and snow, who knew!

"Where could the Snowdrift Ox be?"

Klein's gaze quickly swept past the towering snowbank.

The Snowdrift Ox's entire body was snow-white. In this environment, it was indeed easy to hide.

"In such a cold environment, I really can't carry on for too long. I have to leave in ten minutes."

Klein lowered his head to look at Little Fox and Little Wind. They weren't feeling well either.

Little Fox was fine, but she had thick fur on her body.

Little Wind was bald, and he wasn't in a good mood.

"Buck up," Klein berated.