The staff took a few sips of coffee and checked the historical low temperatures in the northwest region, especially the Great Slave Lake area, on the computer.
After a moment, he frowned slightly.
Aside from the super cold wave of 1947, this temperature has reached the second lowest!
However, measurements can be a bit off.
The temperature measured here is minus forty-five degrees, but the actual perceived temperature for the participants is a bit higher.
When Chen Wen woke up.
Although he felt that the temperature in the shelter had dropped significantly, it wasn't to an unbearable extent yet.
After adding some wood to the fireplace, Chen Wen opened the door of the shelter slightly.
To Chen Wen's surprise, after a night of raging winds.
The outside was a mess, but there wasn't the large-scale snowfall that Chen Wen had expected.
On the contrary, it was eerily calm outside right now.
Especially the sky, which even seemed to be trying to clear up.
"What's going on?"
