Under the cover of night, the group found a campsite near flowing water.
All around them was vast whiteness, but this little stream wasn't frozen—a stroke of luck indeed.
Bright flames soon roared to life, and everyone busied themselves with setting up tents and preparing dinner.
Yao Li took out the remaining handful of instant noodles, inhaling deeply to savor the aroma.
The Pet Beasts were tired after a day's exertion, each munching on their feed in front of their Beastmasters.
"Yo?"
Qing Bo, entirely unafraid of strangers, walked up to Cola, curiously inspecting the feed on the ground.
"Ow~"
Cola immediately cast a wary eye.
"Roar~"
The Fallen Meteor Horned Beast saw this, nudging some pellet feed towards Qing Bo, so that it could easily reach down and eat.
Without any hesitation, Qing Bo bowed its head to munch; the new taste made it smile brightly, its short tail swaying back and forth.
