Lili grabbed the fork, stabbed it into the snow a couple of times, and, feeling nothing magical about it, spoke up.
"This is just a regular fork, the kind Westerners use for their meals. There's nothing magical about it at all. Zhao Rong, why did you buy a simple eating utensil? How is this supposed to work against the snowman?"
Yu Lan examined the simple fork, flicking it with her finger. Hearing the crisp sound, she remarked, "This fork must be made of stainless steel. The sound is quite clear."
Xuelian inspected the fork closely, even taking out a magnifying glass. "Zhao Rong, are you sure this dinner fork is the tool you bought to deal with the snowman?"
Zhao Rong explained to the three women, "You don't understand. This thing is a snowman harpoon forged from Meteorite Iron. It's a specialized weapon for hunting them."
