Chapter 6

In the dark night, amid heavy wind and snow, only one RV was speeding along the road. Thanks to its snow-gripping tires, the RV moved steadily through the snow.

Leon finally reached the area near the mountain range. He drove off the road and stopped under the snow-covered ground, not far from the road.

With no mountain roads and the darkness making navigation difficult, Leon and the children decided to spend the night in the RV.

The RV was well-equipped with facilities and supplies, including a diesel generator with plenty of power. Since the site was elevated, they didn't have to worry about heavy snowfall flooding the RV overnight.

The night passed peacefully. When Leon woke up the next morning, he had breakfast and then gazed alone at the mountains, his blond hair glowing like golden light. It took him the entire morning to find a suitable spot for building a wooden house, about two kilometers away from the mountains.

He found a good flat area on the mountainside, surrounded by tall trees and lush vegetation. A river nearby had a waterfall upstream. The heavy snow had turned the area into a shimmering silver landscape.

Leon was very satisfied with the location, both for its suitability and its concealment.

In the following days, Leon worked alone to clear the trees around the site and process the wood. He handled every aspect of the construction: laying the foundation, digging drainage ditches, processing the wood, driving piles, and capping the structure.

Building the wooden house wasn't particularly difficult, especially since Russia has a tradition of such construction. Leon obtained a construction drawing from a local furniture store. His physical fitness had improved to exceed that of a normal adult, making the work easier and also serving as good practice.

Throughout the construction, he used the Sun Breathing Technique to continuously strengthen his cardiopulmonary function, which helped him work faster over time.

In less than five days, Leon completed the wooden house. It was about 200 square meters in size, relatively simple in design, and had a rugged, straightforward appearance.

Once the wooden house was completed, Leon began transporting heavy materials. It's worth noting that carrying such loads through the snow would be impossible for most people, but for someone like Leon, who was in top physical condition, it was just another task to enjoy.

After spending an entire day moving the supplies, Leon instructed each of the children to carry their own clothes and toiletries and head toward the wooden house.

Despite their exhaustion from trekking through mountains and rivers, the children's faces were filled with smiles and anticipation. They were thrilled to finally have a home of their own.

The journey took several hours due to their slow pace and frequent stops. When they finally arrived at the cabin, the sight of the square wooden house and the white snow covering the roof filled the tired children with excitement.

"Wow, is this our future home? It's beautiful!"

"Brother Leon, you're amazing!"

"It's great, Leon."

Although the wooden house was a bit rough around the edges, to the children, it was a beautiful sight. Even Wanda and Pietro were excited.

Leon smiled as he led the children into the house. They set up the beds together: two large beds, one for the boys and one for the girls. After arranging the soft, warm bedding, the exhausted children lay down, listening to the sound of the heavy snow outside the window. It was quiet and peaceful.

After the long journey, everyone was not only exhausted but also hungry. Leon got up and began preparing dinner. Seeing this, the other children also got up from their beds and helped with the preparations. Their willingness to pitch in pleased Leon greatly.

Over the past few days, Leon had observed the children's behavior. He had not mentioned the breathing technique and had focused on getting to know them better. He found that, overall, the children had good characters; they were kind and not selfish.

By the time dinner was ready, the fireplace was glowing warmly. At the dining table, Leon and the children enjoyed their meal. After washing the dishes, they all went to bed, exhausted.

The next morning, Leon woke up early. He drove the RV to a spot near Yekaterinburg, found a way to discreetly enter the city, and then blew up the RV with a laser. He then went into the city, where he ordered a new vehicle from a dealership over the phone and completed the transaction through his account. He took great care to remain unseen throughout the process.

After purchasing some daily necessities, Leon drove the pickup truck back to the mountains, bringing with him a large load of supplies.

By the time he returned to the cabin, it was almost noon. Wanda and the others had already woken up and prepared lunch, eagerly awaiting Leon's return so they could eat together.

When Leon arrived home with the supplies, Wanda and the other children, who had been sitting in front of the fireplace chatting and warming up, immediately stood up and came over excitedly.

Leon gently patted the head of the youngest girl and then casually placed the supplies in the kitchen. Afterward, everyone gathered for lunch.

Lunch was simple but satisfying, featuring bread, fried steak, lamb chops, chicken, and stew. The meal was easy to prepare and enjoyable.

After lunch, with everyone having washed the dishes and dressed in thick down jackets, they gathered around the fireplace. Leon addressed the group, saying, "From now on, we will live here for a long time. We are all people who have been abandoned and forgotten by the world, and we have endured experiences that most people can't imagine."

Despite his young voice, Leon's words and gaze were serious, and everyone looked at him attentively—the person who had led them out of hell.

Leon continued, "We will still be hunted by those villains in the future. Our crisis won't disappear easily. Therefore, we must stay hidden from the world here. But this doesn't mean we have given up. Our future is bright, but we need strength to reach that light.

We, the forgotten ones, don't need anyone else to redeem us. We have each other."

His words were calm, not impassioned, but they stirred deep emotions in Wanda, Pietro, and the others.