Su Qinglan stood in front of the vegetable garden for a long moment, completely speechless.
There was simply too much snow.
The thick white layer blanketing the shelter was far beyond anything she had imagined when preparing for winter.
Fortunately, she hadn’t been careless.
The structure covering the vegetable garden wasn’t permanent. It was a removable shelter that she had specifically designed before winter arrived. Knowing that snowstorms and harsh weather were inevitable, she had already made several adjustments to strengthen it against the coming season.
Even so, seeing the enormous amount of snow piled on top of it was still shocking.
The entire shelter looked as though it had been swallowed by winter overnight.
Before Su Qinglan could decide what to do, Rong Ye stepped forward.
"I’ll clear it."
Without waiting for her response, he moved toward the garden wall.
With a light leap, he climbed onto the top of it and immediately began pushing the accumulated snow aside.
Large chunks slid from the roof and crashed onto the ground below.
Again and again, heavy piles tumbled down, gradually revealing the structure hidden beneath the snow.
Meanwhile, Su Qinglan stood quietly and watched.
As her gaze rested on the vegetable garden, a faint feeling of pride slowly rose within her chest.
For more than a month now, the vegetables growing here had become a regular part of their meals.
Back when she first started growing them, many people in the tribe had found the idea strange.
Most beastmen were accustomed to eating meat.
Few of them paid much attention to vegetables.
At the time, plenty of people had questioned whether the effort was even worthwhile.
Now things were completely different.
More and more families throughout the tribe had begun building vegetable gardens of their own.
After all, everyone had gradually realized the same thing. Meat alone wasn’t enough. The females especially preferred cooked food.
And proper cooked meals required vegetables. Now that winter had arrived, their importance had become even more obvious.
Once the snow covered the ground, wild vegetables disappeared entirely. Nobody could simply venture outside and gather food anymore.
If they hadn’t prepared beforehand and grown their own crops, their options throughout winter would become extremely limited.
Of course, the gardens belonging to other tribe members weren’t nearly as lush as Su Qinglan’s.
Her plant ability gave her an advantage nobody else possessed.
Still, most of the tribe’s vegetables were growing quite well.
Whenever Su Qinglan passed by the various gardens scattered throughout the settlement, she would quietly use a small amount of her ability to nourish the plants.
She never overdid it. Just enough to keep them healthy and thriving.
Stove helped as well. He treated the tribe’s gardens as though they were his own personal territory.
He frequently wandered from one vegetable patch to another, checking on the plants and helping whenever he could.
Thanks to his care, very few vegetables ever died.
The tribe members were always delighted whenever they checked on their gardens and saw healthy crops continuing to grow despite the harsh weather.
Before long, Rong Ye finished clearing away the snow.
The roof of the shelter was finally visible once more.
After making sure it was safe, he carefully removed the protective covering.
The vegetables hidden underneath were finally revealed.
Su Qinglan immediately looked inside. The sight caused her heart to tighten slightly.
The vegetables had clearly suffered during the night.
Many leaves looked wilted. Some had bent beneath the weight of the cold.



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