Chapter 2, The Icefield Shaman The Icefield Shaman (3)

Three days later.

He pounded the frozen lake, and the stones only made shallow grooves in the ice.

The cold caused him to lose calories quickly, and if he didn't find some food to replenish his strength, he would faint.

Taka is envious of the reindeer's skills, and they always find food in the thick snow.

Hunger hallucinates him, and he sees Tumu, his face covered in blood, standing on the icy lake and looking at him coldly.

It was he who killed Tumu, and he instigated Tumu to plan this ivory smuggling.

Now only Spirit Bear can save him.

The town is full of the eyes and ears of the green wolf.

He could only go to the middle of nowhere, and to his delight, after the blizzard stopped the next day, he discerned the direction, and luckily, he was heading in the direction of the Shaman Mountains, and in twenty days, he could reach his destination.

The problem was that he fled in such a hurry that he brought only some improvised tools and no food.

If he doesn't replenish calories, even a Nenets like him will definitely not survive the fourth day.

He couldn't get the fish under the lake.

His eyes were getting blurry.

He drew the short knife at his waist and summoned a reindeer...

The campfire warmed him again, he left his herding family at a young age, and he couldn't stand the days when the reindeer were herded into the slaughterhouse in the town.

The companions who accompany each other day and night are herded into the canning factory in winter, and they hiss inside, waiting for death to come.

He didn't like the feeling of helplessness.

The reindeer at the door were restless and restless, from morning to night, and in the end, they were driven into the death workshop one by one... Indifferent herdsmen bear witness to all this.

That's life, his parents told him at the same time.

He's going to get out of this life!

He left the ranch at seventeen and went into the city in search of a less bloody job.

But he found that he could do nothing but herd him, ironically, only the canning factory needed someone as knowledgeable as him.

At the age of eighteen, he joined the ranks of the "Excavators".

The meat tasted delicious, and he swallowed it mechanically.

His body is getting warmer and warmer, and the first thing that must be satisfied on the ice field is desire, primitive desire, the desire to live!

He promised Spirit Bear that he could help him get the green ore.

Spirit Bear reciprocated by giving him ten mammoth tusks.

He messed things up, and he wasn't a big guy in the first place.