The Favored Little Peasant Seizes the Heroine's Script!
Chapter 58: Powerless
CHAPTER 58: CHAPTER 58: POWERLESS
The sky was dim, and the falling snow added a white veil to the land and sky.
Yuan Bao emerged from her hiding place, sticking close to the ground, crouching as she hurried along.
Where she ran, a clear line of small footprints was left in the snow, but in the blink of an eye, the prints were buried by the swirling, falling snow.
Familiar with the village, Yuan Bao skillfully slipped inside, sneaking towards the Yuan Family’s yard like a little fox.
Along the way, Yuan Bao saw two groups of people.
The Great Yin scouts stationed in the four directions of the village had sent out people to consult their centurion due to the sudden snowfall.
Yuan Bao no longer let unnecessary curiosity arise; she did not want any unexpected complications.
Two quarters of an hour later, Yuan Bao successfully climbed the courtyard wall using the rope she had escaped with before, stepped on a small stool, and returned home.
Knowing that there were people guarding the village, although Yuan Bao was very hungry, she dared not cook and could only make do with the little leftover food.
As for lighting a fire to warm the bed?
That was out of the question.
She returned to her room, gathered all the warm clothes she could find, and piled them on the bed.
Then, Yuan Bao crawled into the bed and curled up.
During the process of slipping back into the village from outside, and then climbing the wall back into the house, Yuan Bao, who had been very cold, felt warm due to this extremely stimulating activity.
With this warmth, Yuan Bao soon fell asleep.
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While Yuan Bao slept, the eleven-member scout team outside Shiqu Village had to regroup after nightfall.
The day of waiting yielded nothing.
Now, with the heavy snow falling, the snowflakes blocked their vision; even if they stayed at their post, they couldn’t see anything.
The helpless group gathered to discuss their next move.
"Centurion, should we retreat?"
"Let’s retreat!"
The scout centurion remained silent for a long time and finally had to accept it.
No one knew how long the heavy snow would last; even if they stayed nearby unless someone stumbled directly into them, they were as good as blind.
The Great Yin eleven-member scout team quickly disappeared into the snowstorm, their footprints soon buried by the snow.
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Inside Sanchuan City.
Amid the snowy night, although a curfew had been enforced, Yuan Zhaodi and Old Yuan quietly left the temporary shelter, stealthily approaching the Ba River channel.
"Fourth, maybe we should just forget about it!"
Old Yuan couldn’t bear to see Yuan Zhaodi, who had taken off her cotton coat and was shivering as she prepared to enter the water.
"Dad, I made the mistake, I have to make it right!"
Yuan Zhaodi was determined to find her daughter, whom she believed she had lost.
Old Yuan sighed, "Alright, give it a try. If it doesn’t work out, don’t push yourself. Come back soon, I’ll wait here for you!"
"Dad, don’t worry!"
Yuan Zhaodi was confident in her swimming abilities.
Unfortunately, not long after, Yuan Zhaodi returned, shivering all over.
The Ba River water hadn’t completely frozen, but the moat’s water was all frozen. Even with Yuan Zhaodi’s strong swimming skills, the thick ice made her powerless.
"Fourth, say no more, hurry up, dry yourself, put your clothes on, and let’s go home!"
Seeing Yuan Zhaodi shivering, Old Yuan felt equally upset.