A cold wind blew, carrying flakes of snow,
as slender legs entered the frame.
It was the audience's favorite leg close-up shot, with the camera panning up to reveal the character.
March 7th, Dan Heng, and Caelus halted their steps upon seeing the vast expanse of white snow.
The camera then pulled back to show endless snowy wilderness stretching as far as the eye could see.
Dan Heng: "Jarilo-VI—we've arrived!"
"Ugh, it really is an icy wasteland!" March 7th made a bitter face.
Caelus earnestly echoed: "Ugh, it really is an icy wasteland!"
"Stop parroting me!"
Caelus immediately put on a pitiful expression.
After some banter, the trio pressed forward.
However, numerous monsters from the "Fragmentum" lurked along the path—
naturally leading to a fluid action sequence with visceral impacts: March 7th's bow, Caelus's bat, and Dan Heng's Cloud-Piercer spear.
Everything remained as dazzling as ever.
After dealing with the monsters, they continued toward their destination.
March 7th gazed at the snow-buried houses and the frozen Anti-Matter Legion statues, sighing: "These were rooftops? How long has it been snowing here?"
"A very, very long time!"
As they walked, a peculiar snow mound appeared before them—shivering unnaturally.
"Mmm... mmm..."
Trembling sounds came from within.
March 7th shook her head helplessly: "Hey, no use hiding—you're shaking from cold."
Then—
A frigid gust blew past. The mound fell silent.
"..."
"Pretending to be quiet won't help!"
[The awkward silence is killing me.]
[LMAO this is hilarious.]
[The sudden silence actually made me laugh until I choked.]
[Didn't expect it to be this funny when I clicked in.]
[Did he die?]
Dan Heng summoned Cloud-Piercer: "Step aside, March. For those who 'cover their ears to steal bells,' the best method—"
He deliberately aimed three inches below the abdomen—
"—is to smash the bell on their head."
THWACK!
"OW!!!" A blue-haired man scrambled out.
"Buddy, was that necessary? Hiding in snow isn't a capital offense! No need for spear-point diplomacy!"
The trio stared at him icily.
"Uh, I mean! Totally my fault! Hah! Worth getting stabbed to meet such heroic friends! Absolutely! 100%!
So... is Captain Gepard here? We're pretty close—"
March 7th blurted: "Who?"
Sampo's eyes widened. "Oh! You're not Silvermane Guards? Could've said so earlier! Friendly fire, what a waste!
Sampo Koski, at your service."
Caelus pointed at himself: "I'm Caelus."
Sampo nodded. "Got it, got it. Never thought I'd meet colleagues in this frozen hell.
Business has been slow lately, but don't worry—Sampo never hogs profits! Plenty of treasure out here for all! Hah!
Wanna team up? Insider info: Silvermane's main force is deployed at the front. Once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—"
"What 'business'?"
Sampo looked offended. "Now that's too much! Distrust me fine, but no need to play dumb!
Rules are rules—everyone in this trade keeps secrets! My bad for being too sincere—"
["Sincere"? Marking this down!]
[Sampo Corgi? His legs don't look that short?]
[LMAO I preferred your earlier unyielding attitude.]
[Sampo's clearly no ordinary guy—master of bending with the wind.]
[His design screams "important NPC"—definitely a key character.]
[How can you tell?]
[Notice how he's steering the conversation? This guy's playing them.]
[Now that you mention it... he's suspiciously competent.]
As the conversation continued, Sampo explained Jarilo-VI's situation—Belobog being the planet's sole surviving city, etc.
But the more he talked, the more viewers sensed hidden depths beneath his slippery demeanor.
His "grave-robbing tips" happened to perfectly address the trio's needs.
March 7th finally crossed her arms: "Just take us to the city!"
"The city?" Sampo seemed reluctant. "Calling it a day? Haven't even made today's quota! But fine—"
The camera cut to Dan Heng's frosty glare.
Sampo chuckled nervously: "—but helping others is my passion! Kindness is Sampo Koski's middle name! This way—quietly, unless you want Silvermane attention."
——
[He's so pretty!]
[He's so pretty!]
[I volunteer as tribute!]
[Angry Dan Heng hits different.]
[Dan Heng allocated all social skills into intimidation.]
[After getting speared by Cloud-Piercer, who wouldn't comply?]
[Absolute legend.]
The group trudged through snowdrifts as the camera ascended, revealing a breathtaking panorama:
Endless white plains under howling winds and swirling snowflakes.
Accompanied by a haunting BGM, the scene immersed viewers completely.
[Where was this filmed? I wanna ski there!]
[It's only October—where has snow except high altitudes?]
[miHoYo spares no expense for authenticity.]
[They opened the space station—will Belobog be next?]
[Probably! Su Chen's determined to bankrupt us all!]
[Don't get me started on the merch! Artificial scarcity—couldn't even get Herta's figure!]
——
Suddenly, the camera dove like a hunting eagle, racing across the tundra.
No one questioned how this shot was achieved.
It finally descended upon three sets of footprints—leading to Sampo and the trio.
"Rule Seven: Never leave tracks. My signature move—'Snow-Walking Without Traces'—perfect for evading pursuit." Sampo boasted.
The scene abruptly cut to three armored guards wielding Viking axes.
Dan Heng tensed: "Who are they?"
Sampo sighed: "Remember the Silvermane Guards? That's them!
Help a buddy out—I really don't wanna get caught!"
The guards raised their axes in unison:
"Suspect and accomplices spotted—apprehend immediately!"