As soon as he walked out of the ring, a cold wind with large snowflakes floated over and landed on everyone's thick cotton clothes, which immediately melted, leaving a faint wetness.

There was a temperature difference of several degrees between the indoor and outdoor areas, and I couldn't help but shiver when I was blown by this biting cold wind.

Despite this, the posture of the students walking in the wind and snow with Pika Mound and standing upright like straight white pines.

The road to the base was about three feet wide, and the buildings on both sides were crowded and densely packed, and there was no view at a glance except for the snowflakes covering the white roof.

The houses here are very simple, all of them are only three floors, and the appearance is the same as the perimeter of the site, which has been casually brushed with rough mixed cement, and the road surface does not even have a single sapling, which is particularly stiff.

Mu Xiyan remembered that the dormitory where he lived was only simply painted with a layer of white latex paint, and the living environment here could be called very simple.

The air outside was too cold, especially the clothes she had just woon, and she came out before her body could be warmed up, and she was blown by the cold wind, and there was a stinging sensation of a knife cutting on her skin, and she was cranky and wanted to distract herself a little.

All the way they went, the soles of their feet were cleaned, and Mu Xiyan estimated that the five people were the first to clear the snow here, otherwise the speed would not be so fast.

In fact, she felt a little guilty in her heart, if it weren't for her, those five people should not have been punished.

So she thought about waiting for the end of the course to help with the great project of clearing the snow together.

Thinking wildly, I walked through a few streets and finally walked in a three-story building.

Mu Xiyan deliberately looked up before entering the door, and there was a wooden door number hanging vertically on the left side of the door, which was engraved with the three words of teaching building, and the three words were brushed with a layer of red paint.

Mu Xiyan doesn't know how to read, and she can recognize it when she writes, so she can't read whether the words on the door number are good or bad, but in this white world, this bright red is so bright that it looks a little angry.

Entering the teaching building, the cold wind and snow were isolated, and for a while everyone's faces were comfortable, and the wooden face was even more, if there were not too many people, I really wanted to rub my face and warm up in the room a few times.

They are now standing in the middle of the hall of the teaching building, there is a staircase on the left and right of the teaching building, and the field in the middle is very wide, Mu Xiyan thought in his heart, this can be used as a meeting place, why stand in front of the dormitory building in the wind and snow?

Of course, she didn't think she would be like a fool, and suggested that the mentors change the meeting place here.

At the end of the field was a passageway, the light in the corridor was as bright as day, and Mu Xiyan's eyes were more precise, and he saw four closed wooden doors on both sides of the corridor.

At this time she found something very interesting, as if all the furniture she had seen, as long as it could be replaced by wood, it was all wooden, and the workmanship was rough and there was no beauty at all.

She secretly guessed that these trees must have been made from local materials, and they must have been obtained in that forest!

When she was on the plane, she was "invited" by Zhao Shangzhi to live in a small dark room for a while, and they were so careful to hide this place, they would definitely save money in terms of materials.

After all, the more careful, the more safe.

Of course, it would be better if the people who make these wooden furniture could carve flowers, grass, animals, and so on.