Ye Neng discovered that he had completely underestimated Yi Feng. From the bits and pieces revealed in Yi Feng's words, Yi Feng completely exceeded his cognition.
"Forget it, no need to get entangled in this topic. We are not on the same level," Yi Feng shook his head and said, secretly sighing at the backwardness of these natives.
Many things, people just take a look at the map, hear about them from others, but never experience them themselves. There is a bit of a frog in the well mentality.
This is similar to ancient people of his previous life, who would never know the earth is round.
As a modern person, his thinking is naturally different.
Only after leaving the earth, would one know the shape of the earth, know about the Milky Way and solar system beyond the earth, and know how tiny the earth is in the universe.
In short, what Yi Feng said also makes sense.
In terms of ideas and concepts, the two of them are indeed not on the same level.
Ye Neng was not angry at all with Yi Feng's words. On the contrary, he lowered his head with a look of learning.
Because between him and Yi Feng, they are indeed not on the same level!
It also opened his eyes in front of Yi Feng.
After all, previously, traversing two domains in one night was something he didn't even dare to think about.
After changing the topic, there was some more small talk.
Outside, the snow seemed to be getting heavier.
"The weather in the North Sea has become quite sudden and unpredictable!" Yi Feng glanced sideways and couldn't help but sigh.
Seeing the lost in thought Yi Feng, Ye Neng and his daughter were slightly shocked.
Master, is he hinting something to us?
The two sat upright, listening attentively.
"This sudden snowstorm has already killed many people!" Yi Feng lamented again.
Although the weather in the North Sea was cold before, there were already signs of warming up. Under such circumstances, I'm afraid many people did not expect the sudden drastic change in weather, catching many off guard.
Along the way here, just in GuanTang City, he saw many people frozen or starved to death curled up in street corners and under bridges.
With a sigh.
Even in a fantasy world, the majority are still the poor!
"The sudden snowstorm has killed many people..."
Ye Neng stared intently at Yi Feng, silently pondering his words.
Could it be...
Master is telling me about the situation in the North Sea?
Thinking of this, Ye Neng suddenly realized.
That's right!
The sudden appearance of the unfathomably strong Yao Organization that he had never even heard of before, and the hidden undercurrents of various things - doesn't this sudden change in the North Sea weather precisely reflect that?
And haven't many already died in this storm, just like he said?
Like the Fang Family and Yun Family wiped out by the Yao Organization, it would have been the same fate for his Ye Family if not for Master Yi Feng's intervention.
"Then in Master's view, how long will this storm last?"
Ye Neng tentatively asked.
"It will probably last for a very very long time...and an even bigger storm is likely still to come."
Yi Feng looked at the sky outside and boldly guessed - damn, hail was pouring down already, it likely wouldn't warm up again in a short period of time.
"An even bigger storm is still to come, and it will last a very very long time..."
Ye Neng's heart thumped. He narrowed his eyes gravely.
It seems the storm in the North Sea is not as simple as it appears on the surface! But as natives of the North Sea, how should they weather through this wind and rain?
However, although Ye Neng felt uncertain, he was not too panicked.
After all, weren't they already connected with the Master now? He believed that since Yi Feng had hinted all this to him, he should guide them on the right path.
He just didn't dare to ask outright.
He could only wait for Yi Feng's further revelations.
"Seems we're out of firewood!"
Yi Feng looked at the bonfire in front and couldn't help frowning. This fire really burned too quickly.
Originally, he could have used a fire orb for warmth, but in this heavy snowstorm, the value of fire orbs had greatly increased.
Perhaps desperate freezing people would come to snatch them, like the seven people who tried to rob him earlier.
So he understood the idiom 'hidden treasures invite theft', and had wisely put away the fire orb early.
Only problem was this temple really had no firewood left. The bonfire in front was started by him splitting up some discarded wooden door panels. What to do next?
After some thought, with the two not paying attention, Yi Feng took out some wood carvings from his spatial ring.
As soon as these wood carvings appeared, Ye Neng father and daughter were dumbfounded.
Just meeting the eyes of one sculpture made Ye Neng's heart tremble tremendously.
These lifelike carvings contained great power!
However, what surprised the father-daughter pair next was Yi Feng directly throwing the wood carvings into the bonfire.
"Sizzle!"
Seeing this, Ye Neng shot up in shock.
This, this is a waste of precious resources!
He looked at Yi Feng full of confusion and asked, "Master, why burn such fine wood carvings?"
"We're out of firewood," Yi Feng said helplessly. "But no matter, these were just some defective pieces I casually carved while practicing sculpture skills in the past. Not that great, just some rejects. No difference burning them."
"Re, rejects!?"
Ye Neng's teeth were chattering.
This Master's skill, it's simply unparalleled!
In his eyes, even casually carved pieces are enough to be heirlooms of his Ye Family, yet to the Master they are just firewood?

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