Chen Ling walked out of the door while thinking, a few snowflakes brushed past his eyes.

He was slightly startled and looked up at the sky.

"…It's snowing?" Under the azure aurora, snowflakes drifted down like cotton from the sky.

Chen Ling reached out and caught one, the octagonal crystal slowly melting in the warmth.

"The aurora realm is different from other realms, there are no seasons, only winter." Chu Muyun walked out of the house slowly and also reached out to catch a snowflake, opening with some confusion, "But, isn't this snowfall a bit sudden?" "Very sudden?" Chen Ling asked.

"Just a few days ago, there was a rare heavy rain, and today it suddenly started snowing again...

I always feel that the celestial phenomena in the aurora realm are getting more chaotic." Chu Muyun pondered, his brows furrowing tighter.

"Brother, the snow is falling so fast." Chen Yan, wearing a theatrical robe, quickly rushed onto the street.

He stood amidst the increasingly dense snowflakes, his chestnut-colored eyes filled with excitement and anticipation.

"At this rate, we'll have enough to build snowmen by tomorrow!" Watching the red-clothed youth reaching out to catch snowflakes, a gentle expression appeared in Chen Ling's eyes.

He smiled and said, "We build snowmen every year, haven't we built enough?" "This time is different." Chen Yan said seriously, "This snow is heavy, maybe I can build a dozen at once...

We can build a tall platform, and I can perform on it, with the snowmen as my audience." "Do I not count as an audience for you?" "Brother, who performs with only one audience every time..." Chen Yan pouted, "If I never have an audience, how will I overcome stage fright when I perform at school?" "...True." Chen Ling smiled and looked up at the sky, "It would be nice if this snow could keep falling." "If it keeps falling, it will turn into a snow disaster." Chu Muyun pushed his glasses, hesitated for a moment, then took out a woolen coat from the house and put it on, "I need to go out for a while." Chen Ling and Chen Yan glanced at each other.

"Will you come back for dinner?" "I will." As Chu Muyun's figure gradually disappeared at the end of the street, Chen Ling checked the time, "I should go too, it's not easy to walk on the mountain road in the snow..." "Wait!" Chen Yan seemed to remember something, hurried back into the house, and handed the cotton coat he had repaired overnight to Chen Ling, "Brother, I fixed it for you...

Be careful going up the mountain today, don't get into fights again." Chen Yan's tone was unusually serious.

Chen Ling carefully examined the coat and found almost no signs of damage, as perfect as new.

He couldn't help but praise, "Our Yan is really skillful..." Chen Yan chuckled.

"I'm off." Chen Ling waved his hand and walked straight to District Two.

The snow was falling as Chen Yan had hoped, getting heavier and heavier.

By the time Chen Ling reached halfway, the snow had already submerged his shoes, the icy snowmelt seeping into his feet, making him feel cold from the inside out.

Rubbing his hands together, he pushed forward through the snowflakes, murmuring to himself: Could this really turn into a snow disaster? He walked for a long time, the pedestrians on the street becoming fewer and fewer, but the law enforcers rushing past him became more and more numerous.

They were dressed in black and red uniforms, riding horses hurriedly in a certain direction, not even sparing a glance at Chen Ling as the snowflakes stirred by the airflow hit his face.

He wiped his face, looking puzzled in the direction they were heading...

"What's going on?" Chen Ling didn't know, nor was he interested in investigating.

As long as these people weren't heading to Frost Street, he didn't care where they were going.

After about three hours, Chen Ling returned to the familiar Ice Spring Street.

The ruins had been mostly cleared, the desolate half of the street appeared even more lifeless under the cover of white snow.

Just as he was about to go find Qian Fan and the others to ask about today's tasks, several figures hurried towards him, waving enthusiastically.

"Brother Chen Ling!" It was none other than Qian Fan and the others.

"Mr.

Qian."Chen Ling still politely added the suffix 'sir,' after all, he and Qian Fan and others had not completely torn their faces apart, so they still had to maintain a polite appearance.

'What is today's task?' 'Task? No need for tasks anymore.' Qian Fan waved his hand, 'Considering your...

um, excellent performance yesterday, it has been decided above to reserve a law enforcer position for you.

You can go home directly today and report to the headquarters in District Three tomorrow.' Chen Ling was stunned.

He thought of a thousand possibilities on the way, such as being ambushed by a group of people from Bingquan Street who were ready to retaliate against him, or Qian Fan and others completely tearing their faces apart, making things difficult, or being told to directly remove the law enforcer position and roll back home...

But he never thought he would be directly accepted? Impossible...

Could it be that Ma Zhong really valued his strength and wanted to recruit him? Chen Ling had only met Ma Zhong once and didn't know much about this person, so he couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking...

'From now on, we are colleagues.' Qian Fan patted Chen Ling's shoulder with a smile, as if the two were long-time friends, 'There may have been some misunderstandings between us before, Chen Ling, my friend, don't mind, okay?' 'Yes, Chen Ling, my friend, feel free to come to District Two to play cards with us when you have time.

We are always welcome.' 'Almost forgot, there's this...

This exam is different from previous years.

Although you were on standby, you did the work of a formal law enforcer for three days, so it has been decided to give you a subsidy, although the amount is not large, but the road ahead is long...

The salary of a law enforcer is quite generous.' Qian Fan handed Chen Ling a small tube of oil paper, and the latter took it in surprise, opened a corner and glanced inside, ten silver coins.

Chen Ling was shocked.

In this world, the purchasing power of one silver coin is equivalent to 250 copper coins, and the purchasing power of copper coins is equivalent to the previous RMB.

In this small tube of oil paper, it amounted to 2500 pieces...

Although not a large amount, Chen Ling had only worked for two days, right? While Zhao Yi helped the Road Bureau to melt frost, working hard for a day, the two of them only received 20 copper coins...

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Just the subsidy for two days on standby was so high, then how high would the salary of a formal law enforcer be? Chen Ling looked at them deeply, feeling that sometimes respect and politeness are truly reserved for the strong...

Yesterday, they had just driven away Wu Youdong.

If he didn't have the [Dance of Slaughter], he would probably have met the same fate...

And now, they could only smile at themselves, because now they had the qualifications to sit on an equal footing with them.

Chen Ling considered himself not a protagonist of a cool novel, unable to rely solely on a fervor of 'if you provoke me, I will kill you!' to kill these hypocritical people on the spot...

Doing so would be tantamount to declaring war on the entire law enforcement system of the Aurora Domain.

His home was still on Hanfrost Street, he had a younger brother who was about to return to school, and he needed a law enforcer status to pursue the 'God of War Path'...

No matter from which angle he thought about it, he should go with the flow and let this matter end here.

'Thank you all then.' Chen Ling didn't even look up, and said indifferently.

'Chen Ling, the road is slippery in the heavy snow, be careful on your way back.' Qian Fan's smile didn't fade, 'The list of standby seats that will be confirmed should be posted at noon today.

You can pay attention on your way back, we may meet again.' Chen Ling replied lukewarmly and walked home.

As Chen Ling walked away, the warm smiles on Qian Fan and the others' faces gradually faded, replaced by coldness and disdain.

'This Chen Ling really has no shame.' A law enforcer sneered.

'When Ma Ge finishes, District Three will change...

By then, let's see where he can still jump to?""Has there been any news from Brother Ma's side?" "I don't know..." "Calculating the time, it should be soon." Just as the few people were talking, a figure hurriedly ran from a distance, slipped and stumbled in the heavy snow, almost falling to the ground.

"Dead...!" "What's dead?" "The Chief Law Enforcement Officer of District Three, Han Meng, is dead!!" He stood up and said loudly, "News came from District Three, saying he fought alone against two calamities and perished in the end!" "Law Enforcement Officer Ma Zhong is temporarily taking over as the Chief, he has already ordered District Three to be unsealed immediately, and District Two will also be unsealed soon!" Upon hearing this news, the eyes of the crowd lit up instantly! "It's done!!" "Is it confirmed? Did that Han Meng really die?" Qian Fan asked again.

"The news from District Three says so, it was personally passed on by Brother Ma's confidant." Qian Fan felt relieved and smiled happily.

"Once this mountain of Han Meng falls, our days will be better." "The business in Bingquan Street can finally operate...

Go, gather those Bone Blade people, find more dancers and prostitutes, good wine and meat, organize a celebration feast! Let them know who to follow for a share of the meat in the future." "Okay, Fan Brother!" ...

Chen Ling, with ten silver coins in his pocket, slowly crossed over the hill, and the flying snow turned his black hair frosty white.

He had just spent two hours walking from District Three, stayed for only five minutes, and now had to return the same way...

By the time he got back to the Frost Street, it would probably be noon.

But no matter what, he had received some good news and got ten silver coins, enough for him to buy some new clothes for himself and Chen Yan, and to have someone fill the leaks in the house to avoid freezing on snowy days.

"There's still a lot to look forward to, I can live peacefully for a few days." Chen Ling glanced at the characters flashing in the snow and muttered to himself.

But compared to when he first crossed over, it seemed like he had really improved a lot...

Ever since he took back his body from the "audience" that time, the "audience" had not interfered with his surroundings for a long time, and everything was developing in a better direction.

He walked in the snow for a long time, until the snow was over his ankles, and finally returned to Frost Street.

He was about to go straight home when he caught sight of a snack shop that was about to close, and with a thought, he slowed down.

"Boss, how much is this cake?" Chen Ling pointed to a delicately shaped cake in the display window.

"Two hundred copper coins." The boss looked up and saw it was Chen Ling, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Ah Ling? Why suddenly want to buy a cake?" As neighbors in Frost Street, the boss also recognized Chen Ling, but with the conditions of Chen Ling's family, they had never bought anything from the shop...

To be honest, in the whole Frost Street, there were few people who could afford a cake for two hundred, let alone fifty for a small cupcake.

"Passed the martial test." Chen Ling smiled, "I'm buying a cake to celebrate, my little brother has never eaten cake before." "Promoted to a law enforcer?" The boss was surprised, "That's indeed worth celebrating...

In that case, I'll give it to you for one hundred and fifty." "Thank you, boss." "No need to thank me, Frost Street will rely on you in the future." The boss wrapped the cake, tied it with a festive red ribbon, and handed it to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling took the cake, paid, and walked straight home.

After a few steps, he heard a few law enforcers rushing past from the side: "The calamity has been eliminated! District Three is unsealed!" "The calamity has been eliminated! District Three is unsealed!!" "..." As the voices of the law enforcers gradually faded away, some residents of Frost Street began to come out of their houses, feeling a sense of relief.

Since the disaster alarm sounded, the three districts have been locked down for five days, and people everywhere are in a state of panic.

Now that the disaster is over, everyone's lives can return to normal...

Thinking this, they suddenly found the heavy snowfall pleasing to the eye.

When Chen Ling heard this news, he was suddenly shocked.

The disaster is over? He is still here...

Could it be Yan? Chen Ling subconsciously quickened his pace and hurried home, but when he reached the doorstep, he knew his worries were unnecessary...

He saw the familiar figure of the young man in red squatting at the doorstep, earnestly making snowballs.

He carefully stacked the snowballs on top of each other to outline the shape of a snowman, but his hand slipped, and the two snowballs instantly shattered.

Chen Yan sighed, and with a glimpse, he saw Chen Ling approaching from a distance.

His furrowed brow instantly relaxed, and he joyfully exclaimed, "Brother, why are you back so early?" "I passed the assessment early, so I came back sooner," Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

He didn't know what had happened on the enforcer's side, or which disaster they had eliminated...

Since both he and Chen Yan were safe and sound, nothing else mattered.

"You passed?" Chen Yan's mouth dropped open, "Brother, you're really going to be an enforcer?" "Yes." Chen Ling walked into the house, placed the cake on the table, and beckoned to him, "It's a rare opportunity, I bought a cake, let's celebrate together." Upon hearing the word "cake," Chen Yan's eyes lit up instantly.

He quickly ran into the house, his flowing robe catching snowflakes, and he sat at the table in a flash, curiously watching Chen Ling unpack the box.

"Brother, is this cake expensive?" "Not really," Chen Ling smiled and took out a handful of silver coins from his pocket, spreading them on the table.

"I have money now...

We will be even richer in the future." "So much money," Chen Yan exclaimed, wide-eyed.

"We can use it for a long time..." "Just in time for you to go to school, so the tuition issue is also resolved." Chen Ling unwrapped the package, revealing a large cream cake on the table.

For Chen Ling, the craftsmanship and ingredients of this cake were incomparable to his past life, but for Chen Yan, it was something he had longed for countless times in front of the window.

Chen Yan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Brother...

Should we wait for Doctor Chu?" "No need to wait for him, he doesn't know when he'll be back, just save a piece for him." Chen Ling took out a few complimentary candles and lit them on the cake in succession.

The orange candlelight flickered in the room, reflecting the faces of the two young men and the snowflakes flying outside.

"Yan, why don't you blow them out?" "Can't we blow out the candles even if it's not a birthday?" Chen Yan asked.

"Of course you can...

Remember to make a wish before blowing." "Okay!" Chen Yan immediately clasped his hands together, solemnly bowed his head under the candlelight, as if a devout worshipper.

Chen Ling didn't know what wish Chen Yan had made, he only saw Chen Yan open his eyes, smile at him, and his chestnut-colored eyes were as clear as water.

"What did you wish for?" Chen Ling asked.

"Can't say, it won't come true if I do..." "That's true..." "Excuse me, is Chen Ling at home?" As they were talking, a figure cautiously approached the door, standing in the snow outside and looking into the house.

"Wu Youdong?" Chen Ling recognized the figure leaning on a cane, raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Why are you here, come in and talk." Wu Youdong smiled awkwardly, walked slowly into the house, and glanced at the cake and candles on the table, his eyes filled with envy...

"I just saw the list posted on the street, you've been confirmed, right?" "Yes." "...Congratulations." Wu Youdong smiled with a hint of bitterness, "I thought you would be forced to leave like me, but I didn't expect...

you actually succeeded." When he said this, Chen Ling heard the bitterness and helplessness in his words.

"Brother, who is he?" Chen Yan curiously scrutinized Wu Youdong.

"He is Wu Youdong, a friend who went to Bingquan Street with me these past two days." Wu Youdong was stunned.

"A friend?" Chen Yan seemed to ponder, "Then let's give him a piece of cake too?" "Yes, of course we should share a piece." "Should I cut it or should I?" "No rush, the candle hasn't been blown out yet." Chen Ling said as she waved to the bewildered Wu Youdong next to her, "Youdong, don't just stand there, sit down and have a piece with us." "Huh? Oh...

okay." Wu Youdong slowly sat down at the table, looking at Chen Ling with a strange expression, then glanced at his side...

"Chen Ling..." "Hmm?" "Can I ask a question?" "What?" "Since just now...

who have you been talking to?" Chen Ling was stunned.

A bone-chilling cold wind suddenly entered the room, and the burning candle flame was extinguished abruptly.